Lucy's POV
I sit in the passenger seat of Harrys car. The ride is silent all the way back to his house but not an awkward silence, a comfortable silence. I gaze over to Harry, he is focused on the road. I haven't known him long but I just feel an attraction to him. And when he kissed me it felt right. I've never felt that in a kiss with Nick. Ever. But Harry is so different. He has tattoos and seems more tough than Nick. He is much more attractive and sweet than Nick ever was.
When we arrive at his house he opens my door and leads me inside.
"You can head upstairs to my bedroom, first door on your left," he tells me. I nod and walk in the direction I was told. He has a nice apartment, I'll admit that. I sit on the bed and wait for Harrys return. After about five minutes, Harry walks in with cookies and milk.
"Are you okay with these?" he asks.
"mhm," I reply.
"Okay. Lucy I don't know you very well so tell me about yourself," he tells me, coming closer to me.
"Well what do you want to know?" I ask.
"Anything," he replies softly.
"Okay well, my name is Lucy Marie Johnson. I was born in Calgary, Alberta and moved to Vancouver about six years ago with my mother after my dad past away. I am an only child though I've always wanted an older brother and a younger sister. I am 20 years old and my birthday was just last month. Uh I think that's it," I say.
"Well Lucy Marie Johnson, I will tell you about myself. My name is Harry Edward Styles. I was born in Holmes Chapel, Cheshire and moved here last year. My mum and dad split when I was little and I have an older sister named Gemma. I am also twenty and I turn twenty one in 3 months," he says.
"That's interesting Harry Edward Styles," I say, using his full name as he did for me. He gives my a grin, dimples showing. I giggle and poke his left dimple. He laughs and starts tickling me, pinning me down on the bed.
"Stop Harry! I can't breathe!" I laugh until he finally stops. Once again, I find myself leaning in, him do in the same. Our lips touch and the fireworks come up again. Kissing him, brings a whole new feeling to my body. Our lips move in sync until he pulls away slowly, plopping down beside me.
"We can't go too fast," he tells me and I nod in agreement.
He clears his throat and asks me if I wanted to do something.
"What do you have in mind?" I ask curiously.
"Hm. Twenty questions?" he grins.
"Sure, you first," I tell him, rolling over to face him.
"Favorite color?"
"I think it would have to be, like a sea foam green," I tell him, "and yours?"
"I don't know really," he says looking into my eyes, "Favorite movie?"
"The Vow and The Notebook," I tell him after thinking for a while, "how about you?"
"Love actually," he says straight away without thought. I quirk and eyebrow.
"Love Actually? That's a romance," I say with a giggle.
"It is," he says giggling as well. my eyes start to flutter and I yawn slightly. "Tired?" he asks.
"A little," I tell him.
"Go to sleep love," he says softly. I nuzzle my head into his chest and before I knew it, I was asleep.
I awoke to hear shuffling around the room. But not my room. Where wa- Harry's. I remember now. I fell asleep here playing twenty questions.
"Good morning love," Harry says breaking me from my thoughts.
"Morning," I say sitting up, "What time is it?"
"9:30, why?" he tells me. My eyes go wide. 9:30?! I have work in half an hour!
"Shit! shit shit shit shit!" I exclaim throwing the covers off my body, "is there anyway I could get a ride to work?" I ask him.
"Uh yeah sure. Where to?" he says grabbing his keys as I put on my shoes.
"The book store on main," I say.
"Let's go!" he says pushing me out the door.
I get to work but before I leave I give Harry I quick kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you, Harry," I say quietly and stepping out of the vehicle.
I watch his car drive away before going in the building.
"Good morning Mr. Griffin," I say to my boss.
"Good morning Lucy."
After work, I walk home and cook myself dinner. I sit on my couch when my phone rings.
"Hello?" I say.
"Hey," Nicks voice rings in my ears.
"What the hell do you want?" I spit angrily.
"I want to talk. About last night." he says pathetically.
"Nick, I already said, it's over. I don't want to be with you anymore. I don't feel anything but anger for you. Don't call me again, good bye."
I thought about calling Harry when I realized I don't have his number. Great.
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Okay. so second part. I know it sucks and I'm sorry. idek. it will hopefully get better. anyways vote&comment maybe? okay.
~Alexa ★
