make me tea!' he jokingly pouted from the other room. 'no way Harry!' I shot back at him. Yes, that was just Harry Styles asking me to make him a cup of tea. 'pleaseeeee!' he whined 'hum... No!' I said back to him. 'fine, I'll do it my self!' I heard foot steps coming towards me from the living room. Then strong arms wrap around my waist. I leaned my head back to look at him. Brown curls where covering up part of his face but his green eyes still shown. He reached up and over me to the cabinet above holding the tea. 'I'll do it my self,' he muttered under his breath. I reached for the kettle and set the stove on high as he got out to mugs. 'wasn't that hard, was it?' he smoothly said. 'no, not really, I just wanted you to come in here,' I smiled at him. When the kettle began to whistle he took it off and poured us each a cup, handing me mine. 'thanks,styles' I said to him. 'I guess your welcome,' he sarcastically replied. I set my tea down and gave him a hug. It was nice to be able to see him again, he was always on tour and I missed Harry. No, Harry is not my boyfriend, although....Yes, we live together, while he is not on tour. 'I love you,' he said into my hair. 'I love you too,' I laughed into his chest. 'No, like I actually love you,' I stood there. No emotion in my face. This is Harry Styles we are talking about, the boy who would pin me down and tickle me, who pop out behind corners and scare me half to death. He is also the boy who knows all my secrets, who was my shoulder to cry on when I was younger. He is my best friend. 'I-I-I love you too, like more then friends?' 'like more then friends Meg,' he reassured. Scratch that, yes, Harry Styles is my boyfriend. After being picked up and spun around in circles, my best friend of pretty much all 18 years of my life plopped a sloppy kiss on the side of my cheek. I smiled and said 'so it's official?' 'what?' 'me and you silly!' I quickly replied. 'of course!' he said. I never thought that this could happen, of course I liked him as more then friends, but I had no Idea he did. He could have practically any girl, and he chose me. 'should we tell the boys?' I questioned. Being with all five of them was like being at a home away from home, I loved them too, in fact I had five best friends. 'yeah, we probably should, don't want Louis getting upset,' he said with a wink.
'I knew it, I knew it!' Louis proudly boasted while shaking his head. 'Come on, we where not that obvious that we liked each other!' Harry said in defense. 'believe me, he wasn't' I said under my breath. 'babe!' Harry said 'What? I didn't know you liked me like that!' I said with a giggle. 'already fighten' ' Niall said while walking by with a bag of chips. 'Nialler!' 'what?' 'can I have a chip?' and with that every one started laughing. After we calmed down, Harry and I went into the kitchen for a snack while they boys put in a movie. It was friday night, which is movie night after all. 'You want anything, love?' 'Uh just a glass of water,' I called out from around the corner. 'What movie Meg?' I heard Liam call out from the other room. 'a funny one!' I shouted back to him. Once Harry finished popping the pop corn we went back to game/movie room. Harry and I got the corner of the couch. I was leaning against the back of the couch with my legs on Harry's lap. He tried to throw popcorn into my mouth and I swatted it away. 'hey! I though you where my girlfriend,' he said with his head down and sticking his lower lip out. ' I though you where my boyfriend,' I said with a laugh.
