Secret Love Song - Harry Styles Series

Happy Anniversary! Part 39

"Good lord, did you buy out the fucking balloon and roses shop?" Jess groaned as she followed you into Harry's house.

"I only bought a few dozens of each," you said.

"I see that," she said. "You're really going all out on this aren't you?"

"You told me to be crafty, so here I am," you smirked.

"By sneaking into this house and decorating the shit out of it with all of this nonsense?" She laughed.

"It's not sneaking into his house if I've got a key," you smirked.

"So, you both have keys to each other's residence?" She asked.

"Yeah, we traded keys a few months back," you said.

"Why don't you two just live together then?" She suggested. "I mean is there ever a night you two aren't together?"

"Um... maybe one or two," you said. "I don't know, I guess we've never really talked about it.

Well, you've been together for a year now and since you two practically live with each other anyway," she said. "Plus, it'd save you on rent..."

You rolled your eyes. "I'd still pay rent even if I lived with him."

"So, like a landlord and tenant situation?" she smirked. "That'd be hot."

"Will you stop with that!" You laughed. "I'm just saying that I wouldn't feel right moving in with him and expecting him to pay for everything."

"I swear you'd pay rent even if you were married," she laughed.

"Just help me with the decorating!" You laughed.

It took almost three hours for you to decorate Harry's house. One because you had a lot of stuff, two because Jess kept getting distracted, and three because Harry's house was massive. You put the balloons throughout the house, along with the roses and rose petals. You put several LED candles in the house.

You also printed off pictures of you and Harry from your last year together and put little presents and notes leading up to his room. You also put the huge box of gifts on his bed.

"Damn girl, you outdid yourself," Jess said as you left the house.

"I try," you smirked. "I just hope he likes it."

"He's going to love it," Jess smiled. "Now, where are we going to food?"

You laughed rolling your eyes as you drove to a nearby cafe.

**

Harry couldn't wait to get out of the studio. Tomorrow was your anniversary, but you two were starting the celebrations tonight. He would go home, change, shower, and pick you up at your flat. He hadn't planned on being at the studio that day, but he had to finish up something for you.

Once he finished, he went straight to his car and drove home. When he opened the door, he was not expecting his house to be overflooded with balloons and flowers. At first, he was confused, but then he saw the pictures and envelopes as he continued to walk through the house.

He smiled as he saw all the pictures of your relationship and took the envelopes and headed to his room, where he saw even more stuff. He laughed as he sat down and saw a sign on the huge box on the bed.

Don't open until our actual anniversary.

He groaned. "How are you just going to put this big ass box and tell me not to open it yet," he mumbled to himself.

Harry actually contemplated on opening it up, but knew if you came here and saw it open, he'd be in trouble, so he opened up the envelopes instead. After opening a few of them, he released they were all pages from your journal and they included your thoughts and feelings about him.

Some of what he was reading were things he never knew. By the time he reached the last letter, an hour had passed and tears filled his eyes. The tears were both happy and sad tears and he felt even more in love with you than before. He then put the notes on his bedside table and went to get in the shower. He actually should have been leaving by the time he got out, so he made it quick and got dressed.

He drove as quickly and safely as he could to get to your flat. He had made an appointment with a world-class chef in a romantic cooking class. You both were going to make dinner in a private restaurant and eat on the rooftop overlooking London. He then was going to play you a song he had written for you.

And then he was going to give you your gift, well at least one of them, he was going to ask you to move in with him. He wanted to see your clothes in his closet. He wanted to see all of your shampoo and makeup in the bathroom. He wanted to go to bed with his arms wrapped around you every night and wake up the same way every morning.

Yes, you two stayed with each other practically every night, but it didn't feel the same as if you two actually lived together. When he pulled into your building, he went up to your apartment and let himself in with his key. Your bedroom door was open when he walked in and smirked when he saw you standing there. You were pulling up a dark, deep purple dress up your body and he honestly could have just walked inside there and said forget about the date.

When you had finished getting dressed, you slipped on your heels and saw Harry standing there in your living room.

"Oh, hey," you smiled. "How long have you been here?"

"A few minutes," he smiled.

"And you didn't say anything?" You laughed.

"I was enjoying the view," he smirked wrapping his arms around your waist.

You laughed kissing his cheek. "I'm ready if you are," you said.

"You're going to be in for a treat tonight, love," he smiled taking your hand and taking you down to his car.

He opened the car door and helped you inside. You smiled and put on your seatbelt while he got in the driver's side. He took your hand as he drove off and you couldn't wait to see what he had in store for you.