His smile was wide and bright as always as he held me. “Are you sure?” He asked me clearly happy I didn’t keep him from this chance, maybe his only chance. “No” I mumbled into his neck. He pulled me away his smile faded into a light frown, “What?” He questioned. “What? I said yes…”I lied. A nod made his chocolate curls bounce lightly until he smiled and hugged me again.
This time I pulled away and moved to the couch and motioned for him to do as well. “You won’t forget me…Right Harry?” I asked nervously. I guess I asked myself this more than anything, I knew his answer, but would that always be his answer? A sad and slightly hurt expression rose into his eyes, “You think I would forget you?” He asked hushed and lightly. I shook my head, “Not now” I said truthfully. His head tilted letting his curls fall to the side, “What do you mean?” He questioned. I inhaled deeply as he did before. “Fame gets to people…”I say and looked away. Before he had a chance to respond I added. “I mean concerts, tours, the show, the fans” I said as he pulled my head by my chin his index and middle finger guiding my eyes to his. He leaned in resting our foreheads together out breaths mixing into a spiral of warm air.
“I would never forget you…And who says I will become famous?” He asked me a famous smile playing on his face. “Well, you are an amazing singer and not to bad to stare at” I giggled. I could tell he was pleased by my words. “Well I am glad someone thinks so!” He said leaning back onto the couch crossing his ankle over his other. I laughed at his arrogance causing me to earn a confused look. “Harold Edward Styles…Don’t you tell me you haven’t gotten those stares at the bakery!” I laughed and he decided to join me. His laugh was like velvet and seemed so…Perfect.
“Harry?” I say causing him to turn his attention to me. “Can you promise me something?” I asked making him spark with curiosity. “If you ever get the chance…You will come back to see me? You will call? And lastly…If you ever get the opportunity…You will live here with me?” I asked…Okay, more like begged. He chuckled but looked down to the floor leaning away from the couch. “I can’t” He says smiling his dimples visible, melting my heart as usual. I nearly choked as I stared at him terrified. “What do you mean?!” I shouted clearly scared.
He laughed his head flinging back his hair flying in all directions, I looked confused but still terrified. “Harry?!?” I screamed my eyes wide but less scared. He grabbed my hands into his, entwining our fingers making my heart flutter. Once more our foreheads leaned onto one another, “You promise me” He says in a velvety tone. I squinted confused and opened my mouth to question but he cuts me off. “Promise me, If I give you the chance you will come see me. You will answer the calls that will make your phone go off every single night. And lastly, when I settle down…You will come live with me. Were I can treat you like you deserve.” I felt my mouth drop open making his smile huge. I hugged him quickly and felt my eyes get glassy, soon tears fell from my cheeks and rolled down his shoulder soaking his shirt and neck. His grip tightened as he whispered.
“Aw, Lynn I didn’t mean to make you cry” He says with a slight chuckle. I shook my head and whispered back, “You will become famous and move all over the place and we will hardly be able to see each other…Get used to it” I muttered which made him frown but his smile formed again. Both of us sighed clearly loving out current positions, here in each others arms.
