It was Monday evening and you had just arrived back home after an argument with Harry.
"Mum, who was that at-" you pause as you see Harry standing in your parents living room.
"Babe,please can we talk?" he asks, his bright green eyes pleading.
Hesitantly, you nod and walk out on your front porch with him.
"What are you doing Harry?" You ask as he runs a hand through his curls and sighs.
"I'm sorry,(Y/N)really really sorry"
Not wanting to give in easily you cross your arms and look down at your feet.
"I didn’t mean to give into the rumours but when you hear them a lot you kind of start to wonder" he shrugs explaining to you quietly.
You shake your head.
"Harry we’re in the public eye this relationship won’t go anywhere without trust" you say back at him almost shouting.
Slowly he takes your hands and places them in his.
"I do trust you with all my heart babe you're my life,"
You melt inside deep down and crack a smile at his cuteness.
Then standing on your tip toes to kiss him you whisper "I love you" into his ear before going back inside.
