Real

Chapter 28

"Gemma really loved you." Harry told me on the phone. We have been talking for almost an hour. "She didn't stop talking about you since we left you at your flat. I'm scared she might steal you from me and make you hang out with her."

I laughed. I could picture Harry trying to spend time with me and me saying that I couldn't because Gemma had invited me somewhere. And his face would be something really funny to watch.

"Don't be silly, Harry." I said laughing.

"I'm serious! I had to give her your number because yesterday she wouldn't stop talking. So if an unknown number calls you, it's Gemma." He informed me. "I can picture the headlines: 'Gemma, the Better Styles, steals Harry Styles' rumoured girlfriend Belle Chávez'."

I burst into laughter and I couldn't stop. Oh my god, he was such an adorable dork. "You know you'll always be my first."

"Glad to know that." I could imagine him smiling and his emerald eyes sparkling in that very moment.

"When does your flight departure tomorrow?" A nervous tone was taking over my voice.

"9:45 am." Harry let out a deep sigh. "I'm going to miss you so much. I really hope you could come with us. With me."

"Me too." I said. "But with Uni and all the exams I really can't. Obviously those aren't one of the perks of being in college." I joked, trying to light up the mood.

"You always manage to be funny even in the saddest moments." Harry's laugh made me smiled like a stupid. He was just amazing. "And speaking of girlfriend rumours... Do you have something to go right now?"

"Nope. Not at all."

"I was thinking I could go to your place and maybe watch some movies. I mean, to spend our last day together before I go to LA."

"Sounds like a plan." I said smiling.

"See you in a couple of minutes then."

"I'll be waiting you with a bowl of popcorn."

...

30 minutes later I heard a knock on my door. I walked towards it and opened it.

Harry was standing with his hand hidden on his coat and he was smiling cheekily. "Hello beautiful."

"Hey the stranger." I said smiling. "What's underneath your coat?" I couldn't hide the curiosity on my voice.

He leaned closer and kissed me tenderly on the lips, making me closed my eyes. When I opened them, there were two roses, a red one and a purple one, inches away from my face. "For you." He whispered.

"Thank you." I said smiling. I kissed him and I could feel a smile growing between our lips. I grabbed his hand and led him inside.

"Do you know what the colours mean?" Harry asked me with a soft yet cheeky tone in his voice

"Well, I know the red roses mean love and romance but I've never seen purple ones."

"The purple ones." Harry said putting his hand on my waist and pulling me closer. "Mean love at first sight."

"Love at first sight?" I was taken aback by what he had just said. Did this mean Harry fell in love with me from the moment we met?

He nodded. "I wanted to tell you something else. I didn't come just to watch movies and spend time together."

I couldn't say a thing. I was a speechless. What could Harry possible wanted to tell me? Could it be that he...

"Since we met." He started saying. "I felt there was something between us. I mean, something more than just our friendship. And from the start I told you I wanted to be more than just your friend. So..." Harry paused and looked deeply into my eyes. Nothing could break his gaze. "Belle. Would you-"