Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 10: Haley

Kylie's P.O.V.

The 3 words. Those three words I never thought would come out of Harry Styles' mouth. The way that he felt about me. Three words that can change anything. In a good way, or in this situation, in a bad one. 

"Harry?" Tears formed in my eyes. I looked at him after a while. I saw tears running down his cheeks already. 

"Y-yes?"

"Did you just say you loved me?" I sucked in my breath. The room was really silent, you could literally hear Louis scream 'CARROTS!' like a little girl, right across the street.

"Ya." He finally looked at me. "And I mean it. I made a mistake, Kylie. I shouldn't have let you go. I shouldn't have left. I realized it's all my fault. And I sent that picture in because I wanted to see what you would say. Or I don't know, I guess. I just wanted to see if you would realize your love for me." He chuckled, nudging me slightly in the shoulder. I giggled.

I brought my hand up to his face. He looked at me right in the eyes. I quietly dried his tears with the tip of my fingers as he smiled and placed his hand on my cheek. 

"You have the most beautiful eyes." He said. I felt my heart melt a little. I can't believe how him saying that in his amazing Brittish accent can just make everything better.

"So do you."

He smiled. He put his other hand on my neck, bringing my face closer to his. Our lips finally met each other after seconds of wandering around. Our mouths melted into each other, as I felt his tongue slowly enter mine. I missed this. His gentle touch. I missed everything about him.

Our tongues danced around each other, playing with each other. I felt him smile, and I smiled to. As his teeth playfully bit down on my lip, I giggled. We pulled away as I laughed even harder. 

He laughed to. "What?"

I couldn't stop laughing for some reason. "You had to ruin the moment, didn't you?" He said. I toppled over, not being able to breath. My laughter started decreasing as I regained my breath.

"I just missed that. The way you bit my lip like that." I blushed, smiling. 

He started blushing. I pulled him closer to me as we kissed again. This time, a little more violently.  I had to stop to lock the door. As I turned back to him, he smiled at me and carried me bridal-style to my king-sized bed. I giggled, throwing my head back into the air. He kissed my neck, making his way to my lips. 

I felt myself finally on the bed and Harry layed on top of me. We continued kissing furiously, as I quickly pulled his hoodie off. His hands knees rested on either side of me to keep himself from falling. As he pulled off his hoodie and the T-shirt underneath, I stared up at him. His perfect torso, his perfect abs and his perfect hair shaking as he threw his clothes to the floor. He must have seen me gazing at him because he started blushing. 

Still making out, we switched positions. I sat on him, and he helped me unzip my jacket down. I could see his mouth glancing open at the sight of this. I giggled. "Are you drooling Harry Styles?!" I laughed. He chuckled, as he helped me untie my sweatpants, and pull them off. My black lace panties and bright pink bra was all that was left on me. I looked down to see Harry's boxers. 

He had pink boxers with red hearts all over them. "Were you planning for this?" I laughed. He shook his head no, as we got back to kissing. His strong hands chilled up and down my back as his fingers snaked around the back of my bra. 

He played with the back to try to undo, but I see he clearly wouldn't be able to open it loose. The sight of this made me giggle even more. Before I could help him, there was a loud knock on the door. 

"KYLIE?! It's Haley, your mom said you were up here!" A familiar voice screamed from behind the door.