1D One Shots~

Harry~ Angel from above

Mia was laying with her head on Harry's chest, drawing circles on his bare chest with her index finger. She watched Harry's Computer screen as he scrolled through his mentions on his twitter page. She giggled at one about Harry's hair needing a cut.

Harry with his left hand was combing Mia's hair, and the other scrolling on the mouse pad. He giggled along with Mia and kissed the top of her head, making her smile.

It was Thursday evening. Harry had been working all week, and this was the first time in about two weeks that they were able to hang out together. When ever they were apart they missed each other desperately, and wanted nothing more than to be together.

For Harry whenever Mia was near him, he would become joyful, and at peace in his mind. He didn't know what it was that she did to him but she could calm any anxiety, any anger that he had at that time. Like when a screaming baby can only be hushed by the rock its mother arms, or by the gentle vibration of its father voice.

Maybe it was the familiarity between the two, of years of friendship shared. Maybe its their knowledge of the inside and out if each other. Maybe its just the pleasure they share from each others company. Whatever it was the two are inseparable and the true model of best friends.

"Harry?" whispered Mia after he had put the laptop away, and had returned to their positions of she laying on his chest, and his hand combing through her thick chocolate brown coloured hair.

"uh-hmmm" murmured Harry back whilst humming count on me by Bruno Mars. He'd sung that song to her on her 15th Birthday and it had always been "their song" after that.

"Tell me again about the girl of your dreams." said Mia.

"Again?" replied Harry, "but you already know it."

"I know but its so beautiful. You make her seem like an angel." mused Mia.

"She is though, Mia. She's sweet and gentle, like a angel. She has eyes that sparkle like the sun on the waves of the deep blue ocean. Her hair as soft as the downing fur a baby bunny. And her lips, if I were to kiss them, would be soft and feather like. When I hold her in my arms she fits perfectly like a puzzle piece. She knows the inside of my mind like the back of her hand. I would die to be the one in her heart that can make her face break into her cheeky grin. I wish only that one day she will notice me but until then I shall settle with looking from a far." Harry finished.

"Do you think she will ever notice you, Harry?" Mia said, switching her position so she now lay with her face look up at Harry's own. "She'd be stupid not to really. You should tell her Harry. How you feel, that is."

"I think she might, one day that is. Maybe sometime when I'm gone. I do tell how I feel. Every time I'm with her. Every time I lie with her when she's scared. Every time she tells me her deepest darkest secrets. But I don't think she realises. And I like it that way. Because the fear of rejection runs too strong within me. If I lost her I know for sure that I would never make it my next birthday. Heck, let alone the next day!" Harry said, raising his eyes to the ceiling before returing to staring deep into Mia's eyes whilst twisting a strand off her hair around his forefinger and thumb.

It was like he was begging her to realise.

"We'll when she realises, tell me so I can reprimand her for being so stupid to not notice a perfect lad like you." Mia said flicking Harry's nose making him scrunch it up.

Harry sighed, "Don't worry you'll definitely be the first to know. Believe me, Mia."

"You know, I could tell her for you, if you want. Do I know your angel at all, Harry?" asked Mia.

Harry raised his eyes to the ceiling, resting his head on the headboard, "Very well Mia, very very well. But its fine."

"Awww you romantic. I'm glad you've found your one in 7 billion. Mine's no where to be found. Strange to think that the person who I'll spend the rest of my life with one day, is somewhere roaming the earth, right now."

"He's right under your nose" Harry whispered silently under his breath so Mia couldn't hear.

Obliviously, Mia raised her head slightly and settled it on Harry's shoulder, shifting her position so she was parallel to his body, "Night Hazza-bear." She said kissing his cheek before nuzzling into his chest and drifting into a deep sleep.

Harry kissed her forehead before taking her into his arms.

"Good night my angel." he whispered back, into her soft hair.