"Am I Dreaming?" (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

ELLIE'S POV:

Wait. Harry and I just kissed. I just kissed Harry. "Am I Dreaming?" I pulled away slowly from the kiss and gently rested my forehead upon Harry's forehead. I didn't dare to open up my eyes yet. Normally after I do something that I think I shouldn't or my brain doesn't think I should, I get like this nagging feeling in my head and a little voice that constantly keeps replaying itself over and over again in my head telling me that what I had just done was a bad idea. But, this time, a rare occasion, nothing followed the kiss Harry and I just shared.

And I am most definitly NOT going to question why I didn't just get those feelings this time or that annoying little voice inside of my head. Why question something that I was wishing, actually more like dying or praying to happen sometime soon. I wanted to kiss Harry. I wanted this to happen. My heart wanted this to happen. I've wanted him in general for the longest time. He just makes me feel intrigued the second I look at him, like he has so much stuff to tell or wants to tell you, anybody for that matter really, but something is obviously holding him back froim doing so. And I want to know everything. Every single detail about him. And why he is so hesitant and helped back from people. I just wanted to know him.

"Wow." Harry suddenly spoke up from where we were both still positioned on my bed, forehead to forehead, slowly taking deep breathes to get back all of the oxygen we had just lost from such a passionate and long kiss.

"I know." I let out a huge huff of air and slowly moved my head back from his until our foreheads were no longer still touching and brought my head up and opened my eyes and looked right into Harry's mesmorizing green eyes. I looked into his eyes and I could feel him looking into mine. Not looking actually. More like he was searching for something that was inside of me trying to find it hidden beneath the surface of my eyes. Looking deeper into me that most people do.

"Please tell me that I'm not a fool." I looked at him questioningly. A fool? What? I am confused.

"A fool? No. Not at all. What do you mean?" I tilted my head in confusion.

"Please, tell me that you felt that. You could not have NOT felt that. It-it...."

"I felt it. I definitly felt that. That, that was wow. I know that there is still a ton of stuff that we still don't know about each other, I mean that is pretty obvious, but I feel as if I know you. Like I have known you my whole life. LIke I know everything about you, like the back of my palm. But just from that one kiss. I- I don't really understand it. How could that happen. It doesn't make sense. I want it to, but I just can't make sense of it. Can you?" I'm utterly confused. How can one kiss from basiclly a stranger, well not really but in a way make me feel this. This strong connection, and such raw emotion.

"I have no clue, if I'm being honest. Not a clue whatsoever. But I can tell you one thing. One thing I feel as if I am certain about. I feel such a strong connection and bond to you. I feel as if just by looking at you I can read you, like a book. An open book. I can tell how your feeling; happy, sad, tired, excited, literally anything and everything somebody can feel, I can definitley tell you how your feeling. All I have to do is look into your eyes and the answer to you lies right there. And I also feel something else. I just can't put my finger on it. Not yet atleast." I know exactly what he's feeling. I'm feeling it to. SO much.

"I bet I know what your feeling because I'm feeling it too right now. I might sound crazy right now. I feel like I'm crazy. I-I I think I like you alot. Like ALOT, not a litte a lot. Almost, almost like..."

"Like love?" Harry questioned and my eyes immediately widened. That's exactly it. It's such a strange feeling.

"Yes. That's exactly it. But- but don't you feel like a little bit crazy or think this is a little strange that I feel like I love you. I mean for Pete's sake I hardly know you. It's insane." It's completely insane.

"I don't know if I'd call it insane, love. Maybe somewhat along the lines of fate." Omg he has to be joking. No way.

"Like what if I didn't come over tonight and didn't have you tutor me. I would have never been here and you wouldn't of cleaned my hand out for me and we wouldn't have told each other that we have been secretly crushing on one another for the longest time and we would have never kissed. And on top of everything , we would have never BOTH, felt like we do right now. What we both feel is love. And I think that deep, deep, down in my heart that when you meet that someone, you may or may not have been looking for them at the moment or anything, but when something happens or both of you kiss, you instantly know there the one. And I can definitley tell you I won't ever be able to shake this feeling. You may be able to, I mean I hope not, but I know for a fact I won't. I have never in my life felt the way I do right now or feel the way I feel about you. I love you Ellie. And I know this is somewhat unexpected, very actually, but I do. And I would love to actually start to get to know you more and get to be a part of your life.I would love if you would give me the abesolute honor of being my girlfriend because I love you."

HOLY LITERAL SHIT. So much to take in right now. The only thing I really know right now is that I do for a fact, love Harry. Alot. It's unreal. Like where did this come from. Have abesolutely no idea but I know it's what I feel and there is no questioning that. I love Harry.

I took one last deep breathe re-thinking everything that had just happened in the last 15 minutes. Alot. I looked up and saw Harry intently starring at me. Closely watching everything I do. He was the cutest.

"Yes." I suddenly spoke up. Harry's eyes bulged and a happy smirk appeared upon his face.\

"Yes? Yes! You'll be my girlfriend?" He asked with hopeful eyes.

"Yes." I answered and as soon as I did I felt Harry's strong arms encapsulate me in a huge bear hug. Could he get any cuter, I don't think so. I wrapped my arms around his neck and nudged my head into the crook of his neck and inhaled. He smelt of faint vanilla and Axe cologne. To very contradicting things but mixed together and on him it smelt perfect.

We both pulled away from the hug and Harry just sat back down on the bed but a little closer to me this time.

"Is there something wrong with my face haha?" I asked. As Harry continued to stare at my face.

"No. Not at all. Not one thing is wrong with you or your face. Your the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my entire life and I just love you. It feels good to say it. You know? You always feel like you'll never be able to love somebody ever and then you come around and I'm just completely and utterly in love with you and I can't help it. I'm just so happy right now. I haven't been happy in such a long time. It's a good feeling."

"Well I'm happy your happy because I feel the exact same way. I love you." Harry then grasped my by the waist and pulled me down onto him on the bed where we layed all night and cuddled, while we talked about our lives and things we like, things we don't and everything in between. Constantly stealing kisses from each other and playing with each others hair and fingers, until Harry kissed me one last time upon the lips and we both fell into a deep sleep ,cuddled up together under the covers of my bed, totally forgetting about the whole tutoring thing.