Cause there's nobody else, it's gotta be you.

Chapter 2

Next morning...

Harry's POV.

I woke up to the sounds of television. I guess it must be Sarah since I can feel the empty space behind me. "Morning! Feeling better aye?" Sarah sat on my legs with her bowl of cereal. "Ow, you're heavy for a netballer!" I squinted. "No I'm not" "Yes you are!" "No I'm not" "Yes you are!" "Oh, shut up." She finally gave up and concentrated on her cereal and the television. I looked at her straight face and decided to provoke her. "Make me, Sarah Rosie Mclean." I smirked.  

Sarah's POV.  

"Did you just challenge me, Harry Edward Styles?" I raised my right eyebrow. "Yes, Aunt Rosie." He pouted sarcastically. Let me say this, I hate to be challenged and let me emphasise this, I hate it even more when someone call my full name. "That's it, I'm getting my straightener! JUST YOU WAIT!" I got up from his legs and ran for the stairs also trying to put my bowl of cereal on the coffee table. I didn't think he'll be that fast judging by his mood the night before. He grabbed my legs even before I could make a step and place me on his right shoulder."Put me down, asshole!" I swung my legs back and forth, screaming my lungs out. He seems to enjoy it since he continued to walk with me on top of him towards the kitchen bar counter. That was when I saw my chance. A pair of scissors. I snatched it from the counter and made the "snip snip" sound right behind his curls.

 Harry's POV.

"NO!!" I screamed and let go of her swinging legs which made her fall backwards towards the floor. Somehow rather, she managed to grab hold both of my shoulders and pulled me down with her. I would have squashed her to bits if I didn't extend my palms on both sides of her head. Our faces were inches apart and her hands were laying on my chest so that I won't crush her. I don't know why but all of a sudden, I feel so nervous to be that close with her. I mean, I've always been around her and even made a CPR on her before back at the age of 12 when she's drowning. We end up leaning against each other's forehead, trying to catch our breath after the fits of laughter. She finally said, "Challenge me again and I'll make sure you regret it." Well, it was a warning rather than just telling me off. I didn't said anything but just smiled and stared into her beautiful brown Hazel eyes. I've never realised she was this beautiful and mind you, she just woke up. Her brown-blonde hair that falls perfectly against her pale complexion made me think why wasn't I into my bestfriend?

 Sarah's POV.

This is just so awkward with both me and him staring into each other's eyes and at a position which he can fall on me anytime and practically, kiss me on accidental. I mean I'm not a Directioner or Directionators or whatever the fanbase is called but one thing's for sure, this boy has grown up so much and I understand it even more when girls go haywire over him. I mean like seriously, look at him. Just those brown curls that falls perfectly against his face and those eyes that almost twinkles when he smiles. Not to mention his brilliant smile that shows his perfect sets of teeth. I was almost disappointed when he got up, pulling me up together with him. He placed me on the bar counter so I was swinging my legs. "I don't want to talk to you anymore." I pouted and trying my best to put my puppy-dog eyes.

Harry's POV.

"Aw, someone's upset that I called her by her full name." She looked away, trying to hide her obvious smile. I grab hold of her chin and forced her to face me. There it was, that feeling again, everytime I stared into her eyes. I regained my composure as soon as I heard a door swings open widely with screamings and laughters of the boys. It's so obvious who were they. How did they knew I was here?