"Now that Zayn and I made up, it's time for you to do the same with Niall." Harry told me.
I groaned, "I didn't do anything."
Harry and Zayn laughed at my childish behavior. Niall really upset me by the things he said. But deep down I knew it was the truth.
Harry came up to me and grabbed my hand, "Come on love."
"Harry, I don't really want to go. He said some awful things to me and I need some time." I told him.
He cupped my cheek and I looked up at him, "If you don't go now, you'll just stall."
I knew he was right.
Damn Harry.
"Fine, let's go bossy." I mumbled as we started to leave Zayn's flat. Zayn decided to catch up with us later. He said something about needing his beauty rest. I swear that boy could sleep for days if we let him.
When we got to Louis' flat where the other boys were, I started to get a little nervous. Niall wasn't exactly very nice the last time I saw him.
"It'll be okay." Harry whispered to me before he knocked. I squeezed his hand while we waited for someone to open the door. Liam did with a smile on his face like always.
"Hey guys." He told us as we walked in. He gave me a hug and we went into the living room.
Niall was sitting down with Louis, but when he saw me he jumped right up. He came and pulled me into a huge hug, "(y/n)! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean those things I said yesterday! I was just upset. I don't want you to go."
I hugged him back, "Don't apologize. I needed to hear those things."
He pulled away from our hug to look at me, "But I shouldn't have been the one to have said it. You are one of my closest friends now. Please forgive me."
I knew he wasn't going to let it go until I forgave him.
"I forgive you, Niall." I smiled and he hugged me again.
"Oi! Horan! Get off my girl!" Harry yelled as he pried me away from Niall.
Harry wrapped his arms around me in a protective manner.
"So you two are official now?" Louis asked us as we sat on the sofa in the living room.
Harry grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together, "Yeah we are."
I couldn't help but smile at how happy he was. It made me feel better that I caused it. I was proud that he caused my happiness too.
"Does that mean you aren't leaving?" Liam questioned.
"I'm still going." I told them and I felt Harry stiffen next to me. I knew despite our conversation earlier, it was still a sensitive topic.
I was questioning it all though. I told my parents I wanted to go, if I changed my mind now, they would know it was because of something. I didn't want them to suspect it was Harry.
I love Harry. I knew that I didn't want to be with anyone else. He felt the same way, I was sure of it.
The distance between us could make or break our newly formed relationship.
"What are you thinking about?" Harry whispered to me as the others carried their own conversations.
"That I love you no matter what." I stated. He smiled a little and then stood up, "Guys, (y/n) and I have some stuff to take care of. We will see you later."
Before I knew it, Harry pulled me up to my feet and we were out of Louis' flat before I could mutter a word. The next thing I knew, we were at Harry's flat. He opened the door and pulled me in.
"Harry, what the hell--" I started to say, but I was silenced by his lips crashing against mine.
It was the most passionate kiss that I have ever had.
He pressed me up against the wall and his hands roamed my back. His hands went to my thighs and I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"What brought this on?" I asked while I tried to regain my breathing. He started to kiss my neck, "We have three months left and I plan on spending every second with you."
"Every second?" I questioned.
"Yes love. I hope you are ready for it." He chuckled.
"I've never wanted someone so much in my life." I told him. He looked into my eyes and I rested my forehead against his.
This is what I had been waiting for.
This moment meant everything.
"I feel the same way." He confessed. It made my heart flutter.
"I'm in love with you so much that it hurts." Harry told me.
I played with his curls at the back of his neck, "I love you too."
He leaned over and kissed me softly. Before I could stop myself, I reached down and unbuttoned his flannel shirt slowly.
I was ready.
Harry stopped kissing me, "What are you doing?"
I froze, "I was... uh. I just wanted--."
He laughed and pulled me into a hug, "Babe, I don't think now is the right time."
I moved out of his grasp and stepped away from him, "You don't want to?"
Harry reached over and grabbed my hands, "Of course I want to! Believe me, I really want to. But the guys will probably barge in here any moment asking for food. I want our time to be special."
I felt like such a hussy.
"I'm sorry." I apologized as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
He chuckled, "Don't be sorry. I'm glad you want me in the same way that I want you. I'm a very attractive guy."
I smacked his arm lightly, "Harry! You're so full of yourself."
