Proving Our Love

Chapter 16 - So We Meet

* Harrys POV *

I hadn't planned on visiting Issy anytime soon, but we had a day off, so I took the opportunity to. It was just crumbling down on me, leaving things unsaid for so long, so that's why I came. I just needed her to know how I felt.

After I had ranted out the words that I've been holding in for a brief time , I felt almost a rush of relief. Knowing inside that I didn't have to keep it bottled up anymore made me feel so much better. Now it was out in the open. And even though it was a spontaneous thing to do, I'm glad I did it.

Kissing Issy for the first time was like beyond anything that I had ever imagined the moment would be before. It was slow, gentle, and full of that passion that everyone always wants to experience in a kiss. Some say, when you kiss somebody special, you feel a spark. However, I didn't feel a spark with Issy. I felt an erupting explosion.

" Are you hungry, do you want something to eat?", she asked me as I followed behind her in the kitchen.

" Umm, no thank you not right now, if you just have like a water or something that'd be great."

" Oh yea, here", she said, handing me the chilled drink she got from the fridge.

" Thank you", I responded, taking a seat on the feint carmel colored high stool she had in front of the table.

" So how was your flight?", she asked, sitting on a stool in front of me.

" It was pretty good, long but alright", I said smiling. She nodded.

" That's good to hear, at least your not jet lagged."

" Ohhh I'm sure it'll hit me, you just wait", I said. She laughed shaking her head.

" I know, ever since we came back Ive been so tired lately, I don't even know why", she said.

" Maybe it's because your not used to living here yet, once you get adjusted it should go away. Besides you have to take care of the house by yourself, so that always makes it difficult."

" Tell me about it,I still have to unpack boxes, and finish cleaning upstairs", she explained. I nodded as I thought for a minute, wondering if she would take my offer.

" I could help you unpack the rest of your stuff If you want?", I asked.

" Oh no, thank you Harry I could never ask you to do that, you've been working all week doing show after show, you should enjoy your day off", she said. It still amazes me how understanding she is about my situation. Anyone would of jumped at the offer, knowing they wouldn't have to do it alone, but not her.

" No trust me it's okay, cleaning up relaxes me and plus it would keep me busy." She gave me a skeptical look, still unsure.

" You wouldn't mind unpacking a whole bunch of boxes?", she asked me. I shook my head from left to right. She then shrugged.

" Alright, but if you get tired at anytime or want to stop, you can", she said. I nodded.

" Great, now you can give me a tour of your beautiful new home." She laughed, leading me behind her as we walked upstairs.

" Okay, so this is my room", she said, pushing the light brown door open, giving us space to walk in. I looked around, smiling as I saw all her pictures on her desk of her and her friends.

" It's nice, I like the peach color and all the decoration. Buttt, it's missing something", I said.

" Like what?", she asked, going to the stock pile of boxes.

" One Direction posters, it'll bring out the color in the room." She laughed, pointing to the back of her room.

" Look behind you", she said still laughing. I turned around, and saw a collage of posters arranged in a large heart, on the wall.