More than this

Chapter 4

When I got to Harry's I was shocked. He had cooked dinner for us and set the table. It was almost like we were at some fancy restraunt .

"Harry, you didn't have to do all this." I say

He fake pouts, "You don't like it?"

I laugh, "I love it! It's just that no one has ever cooked me dinner but my mom."

"Well there's always a first." He says and gets up to do the dishes.

I walk into his living room to look at his movies. I laugh quietly when I see his collection of chickflicks.

Love actually and the notebook are laying out, which means he's watched them both recently.

"Harry styles. Do not tell me you have a soft spot for chick flicks!"

He walks in blushing, "Hey, just because I'm a guy doesn't mean I can't love the story line of people who truly love eachother and spend the rest of their lives together."

I throw my head back in laughter, "You are something else." I say and shake my head.

"Yeah, so are you." He says quietly. I don't think I was supposed to hear that, so I pretend I didn't.

"How about we watch the vow?" I ask

He sighs, "Fine, I hate chick flicks but I'll watch it for you." He jokes and winks at me.

Halfway through the movie I'm tearing up and holding Harrys hand.

He looks over to me, and he doesn't look away.

"What?" I ask and giggle.

"Nothing. You're just so beautiful. Even when you're crying over fictional people." He says.

I crash my lips on his, and he pulls me onto his lap.

"Nicole?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I place my lips on his and he laughs.

"So that's a yes then, yeah?"

I smile and nod.

"Can I crash here tonight?" I ask, not in the mood to even walk next door.

"Of course babe." He says.

I could definitely get used to him calling me babe.

He gets up and walks to his bedroom. I guess I'll sleep on the couch tonight.

"Nicole?" He yells from the other room.

"Hm?" I ask

"Are you coming?"

I get up and walk to his room. He's in just his shorts and I can't find my voice.

"Like what you see?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

I fake gag, "You're gross." I say and smile.

I collapse on his bed and he follows soon after.

I think I'm falling. I've been dating him for not even an hour, and somehow I think I'm falling for him. I laugh at myself. Yeah Nicole, look where that got you last time. I thought about josh. I hope Harry is different.

I feel a pair of arms around me and I can't help but smile. Harry buries his head in my neck and starts to hum.

"Sing." I say

I feel his breath on my neck, and then he starts to sing a slow song that I've never heard.

Now you were standing there right in front of me

I hold on, it's getting harder to breathe

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me

I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in the corner there is a photograph

No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you

It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass

This bed was never made for two

I'll keep my eyes wide open

I'll keep my arms wide open

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star

I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand, oh

Seems like these days I watch you from afar

Just trying to make you understand

I'll keep my eyes wide open, yeah

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me go

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone

"What song is that?" I ask quietly, Harry's voice is like an angels.

"Don't let me go." He answers, and I can hear the sleep in his voice.

"Who is it by?" I ask

"Me."

We yawn at the same time, and I feel myself fall asleep, and in love.