Stole My heart - Harry Styles Fan fic

Stole My Heart - Harry styles Fan Fic part 19

The night before I was due to go home Harry took me to the London eye. It was amazing seeing London at night. Harry seemed to like it just as much as me, finally he spoke.

‘It's amazing isn’t it?’

‘Yeah thanks for this’

‘No problem’

‘Thanks for everything. From the first time we met you have been so nice to me. I couldn’t have asked for a better birthday, you really did make it special’

‘You’ve made my month special too, the first time I saw you I just knew you were different. You were just there, you weren’t screaming at me like all the other girls. You looked different to the other girls, you weren’t trying too hard, you were natural but still amazing. You were so calm and down to earth, even when Caroline had a go at you, you stuck up for yourself and just got on with it. When the story came out in the paper you just got on with life and didn’t let it get to you. I love the fact that my fame doesn’t bother you. The reason you’re here is not because of the money or the attention it’s because you genuinely don’t care about all of that. You’re just perfect.’

‘Perfect?’

‘Yes, you’re possibly the nicest girl I’ve ever met’

‘Aw Harry. I love the fact you don’t care that I’m a normal girl from Gloucester. Also you got so worried about me getting upset when the story came out. It was so cute. It made me realise you do actually care, you’re not pretending’

‘I wouldn’t do that, I’m not that kind of person’

‘I know you’re not Harry, that’s why I like you. My friends keep telling me that we’ve been flirting and acting like a couple but I refused to listen to them because I was scared that you were just pretending to like me, but as I got to know you I realised that’s not something you could do’

‘So what are you saying?’

‘I’m saying that I’m not scared of telling you anymore. I’m not going to pretend that I don’t find you attractive because I do, I’m not going to pretend I can’t see what my friends are on about because I can and I’m not going to pretend I don’t have feelings for you because I do’

‘Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that? I wanted to tell you the same thing ages ago but I wanted to make sure it would work between us. I wanted to make sure you were ready for the stick you would get, well, what stick we would get, clearly you are and I am too.’

‘So what does this mean then?’

‘It means that I want you to be my girlfriend, that’s if you want to’

‘In that case I would love to’

We stood awkwardly for a few seconds before harry kissed me. It was quite possibly the best kiss ever. I kissed him back. This moment was so perfect, me and Harry kissing on the London eye with the backdrop of night-time London behind us. If I had died right there, I would have died the happiest girl ever. But unfortunately the moment of sheer perfection was darkened by the realisation of what had just happened. I was now the girlfriend of the most wanted boybander in Britain. I was going to be mobbed by other teenage girls that claim to be in love with my boyfriend. Ah I like saying that. My boyfriend Harry Styles. Oh no what will my mum say? What will my friends say? Oh my god what had I done? Oh well Harry’s kissing was too good for me to continue worrying about that, so I just relaxed and continued the perfectness.