Annabelle's POV: I breathed in Harry's smell. He didn't smell like cologne, he smelled like him. He smelled like Harry Styles should smell. My arms gripped tighter around him. I never wanted to let go. I lifted my head and stared up into his eyes.
"Harry, I... I'm in love with you." I whispered. I didn't mean like a brother.
"I know, love." He smiled sadly and looked away. I pushed away from him and we sat cross-legged in front of each other.
"No I don't think you know at all." I said, pulling his face to look at me again. My eyes stared deeply into his and then flickered to his lips. I bit my bottom lip, smiled and brought our faces together.
Our lips moved in sync and we sat cross-legged, leaning forward into each other. Harry pulled me into his lap and I smiled into the kiss. I pulled away for a second to whisper, "That's what I mean." He smiled and pulled me back in. I opened my eyes for a second to see his eyebrows knitted close together as he estimated the perfect amount of pressure to put on my lips and what time to move them. I closed my eyes. This was what I wanted all along.
Harry pulled away and whispered, "I love you, Annabelle. So much." I smiled at him as he pulled me in for more kissing. Soon enough, we were full on snogging...
That's when the door burst open.
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Only One Direction
FanficWhen Annabelle turns 18, her childhood best friend, Harry Styles, takes her on tour. But is Annabelle hiding something from Harry. Will Annabelle and Harry fall in love? This is a story about forgiveness, love, and trust. It's about finding your way.
