Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Oooops Or Infinity

Hi everyone, a super cute Harry and Claire chapter for you before uni starts again tomorrow. Also, on a more serious note, I have thought long and hard about this and this will be one of the last few chapters, as much as it pains me to end this story. I hope you enjoy these last few chapters as much as I enjoy writing them. All the love, Summer xxx

After we had dropped Milena and Louis off at his place, we drove to Harry's house in silence, occasionally stealing glances at each other. We both slowly seemed to realise that he was about to leave to finish the film tomorrow morning and his impending departure was looming over us like a dark cloud on an otherwise sunny day. When the car had come to a stop, Harry looked over to me for a moment and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then he changed his mind and instead climbed out of the car. With a few big steps he was on my side and opened the door for me.

"Thank you." I said quietly and he gave me a small smile, before he lead the way to his front door and let us in. "Would you, um, would you like something to drink? I have some wine left if you'd like some." he offered me, after we had both taken off our shoes. I looked up to him and he gave me a smile, which I returned. When I nodded, he swiftly disappeared into the kitchen and after a moment of hesitation, I followed him.

Leaning against the door frame, I watched him pour the rest of a bottle of red wine into two glasses. His hair was falling into his face and the layers at the top were nearly long enough to form curls again. It definitely wouldn't take long for them to make an appearance and I was already looking forward to it. "Did you have a good time at Ed's party until we drove Louis to the hospital?" I asked him quietly which made him look up from the glasses. 

His green eyes were unreadable and he seemed to think for a couple of seconds, before he nodded. "It was good to see Cara again." he said with a smile and walked over to where I was standing before he handed me one of the glasses. "Come on, let's go to the living room, it's a bit more comfy." he suggested and when I nodded, he placed his free hand on my lower back and gently guided me to the sofa.

We both sipped our wine in silence for a couple of seconds, before Harry got up and put some music on. Fleetwood Mac quietly started to play in the background and I couldn't help but smile at Harry's song choice. "I love that song." I admitted quietly with a wide smile on his face which he immediately returned. "I know." We just smiled at each other for a few seconds, before he walked back over to me, but he didn't sit back down.

Instead, he extended his hand and smiled down at me, his dimples on full display. "Would you do me the great honour of dancing with me, Miss Winters?" he asked me with a lopsided smile and when I nodded, his whole face lit up and he pulled me to my feet in a swift motion which made me bump into his chest. 

Humming along to the song, he guided me over to a small area where he didn't have any furniture and pulled me close to him, his eyes never leaving mine. "I realised something today, when I talked to Cara." he told me in a low voice, his lips momentarily brushing my cheek as he leaned closer. "About us. You." he added and pulled away a little bit, so that he could look at me again. His green eyes were burning themselves into mine and I couldn't look away.

"What did you realise?" I whispered and felt his thumb lightly stroke the back of my hand, as he pulled me closer to him. Our noses were almost touching and I could feel his breath fan over my face when he spoke again. "I love you, Claire. And I know we haven't been dating for very long, but I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I can't imagine anything better than waking up next to you for the rest of my life." he said gently and I felt my stomach flip. 

Only then I realised that we had stopped moving. Another song was playing, it was "You Make Loving Fun" and I nearly laughed. "Harry, I..." I started off, but he didn't give me the chance to speak by placing a finger over my mouth. "Shhhh... I am not proposing to you if that's what you're thinking." he tried to calm me down, his green eyes sparkling in the dim light which was coming from the lamp in the corner.