Harry and I have been dating for almost two weeks now, and it still made me smile and my heart flutter with butterflies whenever I thought of the day. He was so happy that he actually teared up, wrapping his arms around me tightly while thanking me repeatedly. I only laughed and allowed myself to cherish the moment. That was it - Harry was mine, in my arms, in my heart.
"You're not kidding this time, are you?" A worried look was plastered on his perfect features, so I stood on my toes and placed a kiss on his forehead. He blushed harder.
"I'm not," I smiled. "Not this time."
Unfortunately for me, Harry easily caught me that day - blame his long and skinny legs. He'd wrapped his arms around my shoulders and lifted me up a little, we both laughed and he teased me about being slow. I playfully kicked him, then.
I was back in my room with my textbooks piled messily in front of me. I wasn't in a mood to study. All I wanted to do was to meet Harry again, though it was a Wednesday, so he must be busy working right now. I could go see him, yeah.
Harry instantly answered when I called him.
"Hi, Lou. Done studying?"
"Yeah," I lied. "Are you busy? Wanna grab lunch or something?"
"Well," He hesitated. "I would love to, but I'm waiting for a delivery."
"Oh, damn."
"Yeah."
I heard a few murmurs and someone talking to him, so I waited until he was back on the phone. I felt bad for him, but he'd told me he loved working at the florist. Jennifer, the shop owner, was a kind woman and they got along well.
"Sorry, I was decorating some flowers when you called. I'm done, though."
"That's good, Haz." I smiled.
"So what are you up to?"
I was walking towards his shop while he was busy settling his stuff, so he didn't know I was going over to meet him. I was nervous for some reason, but I was excited too.
"I'm coming over to see you," I smirked. "In 10 seconds."
"What?" He gasped. "Lou -"
I hung up before he could continue, like how I usually would. Harry was shaking his head and placing his phone on the other side of the counter table when I saw him through the glass window, and when I walked in, the little bell chimed, causing him to instantly glance up. A panic looked washed over his face as he quickly hid the vase of flowers away.
"Haz?" I chuckled.
"Dammit, Lou!" He cursed. "You almost... Ugh!"
I sent him a confused look.
"Harry was -"
"Don't tell him!" He blushed and covered Jennifer's lips, causing her to chuckle in amusement.
"Tell me what?" I mused, leaning against the counter. Harry avoided my gaze.
"Nothing." He mumbled, slowly removing his hand from the poor woman.
"It's a surprise, apparently." She quickly told me.
Harry shrieked and covered his face in embarrassment, groaning out words about him failing. I only laughed at his reaction, but my heart warmed at the thought of him wanting to surprise me with something.
"Aww, Harry!" I gazed at him with my eyes filled with fondness, gently cupping his cheeks and placing hundreds of kisses on them.
"Come on, show him." Jennifer encouraged. The curly-haired boy finally sighed in defeat, bringing out the hidden vase.
"This is more embarrassing that I thought it will be." He mumbled.
The vase was a beautiful white one, and inside were filled with many types of flowers - including the white roses that I bought for Lottie's wedding. I blushed a little, slowly scanning the bouquet while trying not to prick my fingers with some of the flowers' thorns.
"This is beautiful, Haz." I breathed.
"It's not, don't lie." Harry pouted. I leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips.
"I'm not lying, sun," I smiled. "It's really pretty. Like you."
"Stop," His cheeks became redder and I laughed. "This is embarrassing."
There was a small card hanging on the side, so I took it in my hand and read the short poem he'd written:
I met a boy one day
It only took one call
He hangs up before I could say
The reasons he made me fall
I met a boy one day
He was charming and pretty
He promised me he'll stay
And told me his name was Louis
I met a boy one day
His eyes were so blue
They took my breath away
But he's got no clue
I met a boy one day
His eyes shone under the sun
He knew I liked him that way
So he asked me to run
I met a boy one day
He told me to be his
He took my sorrows away
By giving me a kiss
I met a boy one day
A boy that made me crazy
And all I wanted to say
Was "I love you, Louis."
When I finally looked at Harry, his face was fully red now. He jumped a little when our eyes met, probably startled by the sudden gaze, and quickly turned around so his back was facing me. I hugged him from behind without thinking twice and place a kiss on the back of his neck.
"I love you too, Harry Edward Styles," I confessed. "And I'll never stop loving you."
No more random calls from a random stranger.
He finally turned when I released him from my embrace and he bit his lips in embarrassment. I gave him a wide smile and leaned in to connect our lips for real this time. Harry smiled and placed both his hands on my waist.
"Forever?" He mumbled.
"Forever," I nodded my head. "And always."
But more random calls from the person whom I could proudly call mine.
THE END
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