27 Kisses (Zarry)

My Darling,

Our very first kiss was spent in my home town, Bradford.

I remember how eager you were to come with me on our very first break. To say I was confused as to why, was an understatement. We were never that close to start with,but there was just something in those sparkling jade eyes of yours. No matter how hard I tried I could never say no to you.

Anyway, we were exploring the small expanse of my backyard, when we stumbled upon my old treehouse. Of course you,being the curious boy you were, decided you'd go and see what was up there. I tried to warn you, though, the treehouse was not as stable as it was when it was built. You didn't listen to me (you still don't listen to me - but I've learned to love that about you). It just wasn't in your curious nature not to go up.

I ended up following you, eventually. I went up to find you snuggled up on one of the bean bags I'd left up there when I was younger. You looked so amazingly adorable, my love. You had a wide smile on those pink lips of yours.

We ended up staying up there for hours. I remember it was around five and the sun was starting to set, you were telling me a story from when you were younger. I wasn't listening, though, I was too caught up in watching the slow movements of yours lips as you spoke. Before I could stop myself, I found my lips on yours. You didn't respond at first, too shocked I presume, but after a while your lips started to move against mine.

When we pulled apart for air, I looked at you and you had your head down. I remember thinking that you were going to reject me, but then you looked up at me through those thick gorgeous lashes and you smiled. I'll never forget that moment, it might have even been better than the kiss itself. For it was the moment I realised just how special you are to me. It was the moment I realised I liked you, Harry.

Love Always,

Zayn