Sophia's P.O.V.
The spring rays of sunshine shone delicately on my skin as I walked down the roads, earphones in and music blasting. Swinging my arms by my side, I felt like I was in a music video as I passed streets and cars, people and houses; my destination nearing with each step I took. I was on my way to see Harry's flat for the first time, meet his roommates and best friends properly this time.
Having to see Louis made me somewhat nervous, but I would just have to deal with it. If Harry could, I would too.
Harry. Just the thought of him made me want to scream out in happiness and hug every person walking by. Things between us had taken such a sudden U-turn and were now, as far as I was concerned, going in the right direction. Everything about him made me all giddy and excited; butterflies in my tummy, buzzing in my head.
When I thought about how infatuated I'd been with him before anything had happened, it was now safe to say I was completely and utterly fascinated by everything about him and the things he did.
His smell, the softness of his skin and lips, his taste, his voice, his eyes; and of course, everything else.
Shoving my iPod into my brown leather bag as I reached the address Harry had texted me, I rang the doorbell; a loud roaring noise erupting, indicating I could open the door. Taking the lift rather than walking up the stairs, I finally reached the door.
Knocking twice, I brushed my fingers through my hair and smacked my lips together; anticipation pumping through me.
The door suddenly swung open; only to reveal the person I now called my boyfriend.
Harry's P.O.V.
I flung the door open with such excitement, I nearly knocked myself over. There she was.
Her fingers wound themselves in my hair as she threw her arms around my neck in an instant, pressing her lips hungrily to my own. I pulled her hips into mine; our tongues quick to explore one another.
It was overwhelming how fast I'd been falling for her once I let my feelings go; she was incredible. Everything about her, from her laugh to her constantly restless foot had me enchanted. Even though it had only been a week, it felt as if we'd been together for so much longer. She made me feel...exhilerated.
"How're you?" I mumbled into the kiss, sliding my hands up her back.
"Good.", she grinned, pressing her lips quickly against mine before sliding from my grasp and tugging my hand from the doorway.
"What film are watching then?"
I shrugged. "Some film that Lou and Niall chose...probably with a lot of fast cars and naked girls." She raised her eyebrow and her cheeks raised; eyes gleaming.
"Cool.", she responded chirply as she kicked her shoes off and made her way inside.
Sophia's P.O.V.
Harry entwined his fingers with mine as he caught up with me, his other hand on my hip as he guided me inside. The flat was just how I'd imagined it to be; simple, practical and a total mess. But what else was to suspect from three men in one apartment?
"Guys.", Harry said once we reached the living room. Two faces I vaguely remembered stared back at me; smiles on both their faces.
"I'm Niall, but you already know that.", the blonde one said; his grin cheeky and bright blue eyes sparkling.
"Yes, I do. How's Alice?", I winked.
"I'm Louis... we met at the, uh, party already...", the other said; his deep blue eyes meeting with the deep green of mine. Feeling my cheeks flush a dozen shades of red, I nodded, giggling nervously.
"Yeah, I, uh...remember."
