Tyra’s pov; I can’t believe I was actually doing this. I haven’t sang in so long. But I had to do it for the boy I loved. He brought out the best in me. It felt great to be singing again. When I was done, I stood up out of the chair, grabbed my microphone. And said,
“Can I get a thank you for the girl I love?” And the whole crowd screamed thank you.
“Oh , by the way. I like your outfit.” He did his cheeky little smile and winked at me.
“I’m not done yet. Sit back down.” He looked confused, but did as I told him.
“I want to say a massive thank you to all of the directioners out there. You are the reason Harry is so popular. And don’t ever give up on meeting the boys. You will have you chance some day. And Harry, massive thank you for being the best best friend a girl could ever ask for. I know we lost touch over the years, but I’m glad your back now. And I hope you stay. I love you. Happy 19th birthday!” He stood up and kissed me gently. Yeah, that will be trending on twitter in a few minutes. The concert ended and we went and met the girls that were in VIP. They were so sweet. And really pretty. After meeting everyone, we went out for dinner and Harry’s favorite restaurant. TGI Fridays. We had a nice long dinner, just sitting around and laughing. Everyone enjoying themselves. Until, like always, the paparazzi had to come and we left. I was expecting me surprising Harry by singing to be the most romantic thing tonight. When we got back to the hotel, Harry told everyone we had to go back to the hotel room early. I looked at him confused, but I didn’t argue. Maybe he just wanted sometime alone. We got to the hotel room door and he told me to close my eyes. What was he doing?
“Now don’t open your eyes until I tell you too, got it?”
“Okay Curls. Just hurry up. I’m anxious.” I heard the door open, and he guided me inside by my hips. I loved the way his hands felt on me.
“Open.” His whisper was so seductive. There were rose pedals on the bed, and a candle on each side. He was always so romantic.
Next to the bed there were some movies. The notebook, Titanic, and The Vow. Looks like I was going to be drowning in tears tonight. All three were my favorite movies. And I’ve always wanted to cuddle up with the boy I loved and watch them. I’ve been telling Harry that since before we dated. And he was making sure I crossed it off my bucket list.
“Harry, this is amazing.” I stood on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek. Or well I tried. He was cheeky so of course, he turned his head and made sure I got him on the lips.
“We aren’t watching the movies yet though. I have another surprise for you. Let’s go outside.”
It was 11-o-clock. Outside? Oh gosh. He grabbed my hand and we went outside like he said. There was a radio on the little gazebo, and there were like Christmas lights around the top. He turned on the radio and started singing I wish to me. He grabbed me by my waist and we started dancing.
“With my hands on your waist while we dance in the moonlight. I wish it was me that you call later on ’cause you want to say goodnight.” and he kissed me.
This boy was just to much to handle. After my own little private concert, we went back upstairs, changed into our pajamas and laid down to watch the movies. I was laying across the bed, my head on his chest, his hands behind his head and his cute tattoo showing, I looked up at him. It was halfway through the titanic, and we were both crying. Harry was so sensitive. It was so cute. He wiped the tears that were streaming down my face and kissed me. I felt his tongue slip in between my lips and I returned the gesture. We kissed for minutes, but it felt like forever since I was so in love. He was such a good kisser, words couldn’t even explain it. This night was too perfect. We watched movies and kissed all night. I wonder how the rest of the girls were doing? Oh well, I just wanted to stay in this moment for the rest of my life.
