Remembering To Forget (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter Thirty One

Yeah, this chappie is basically a filler, so it's really short. Sorry!

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Kendall's POV:

@JustinBieber: @Kendall_Woods just watched your cover for Die In Your Arms! Amazing job at it! You're very talented!!

    I gaped at my phone. It suddenly buzzed again.

JUSTIN BIEBER (@JustinBieber) IS NOW FOLLOWING YOU ON TWITTER!

    Oh my God. Oh my flipping God. Justin Bieber just tweeted me and complimented me on my singing. And he is now following me. Holy... Suddenly, my phone buzzed again.

@ScooterBraun: @Kendall_Woods You're cover of Die In Your Arms was amazing! One of my favorite songs off of the album. Great job!

    Don't scream. Don't scream. Don't...

    "AAAAAHHHHHH!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!" I yelled. Then, I typed ferociously on Twitter, making a new tweet,

@Kendall_Woods: Oh my God! I'm seriously freaking out right now! @JustinBieber just complimented me on my singing and is now following me! IS THIS REAL LIFE!??!?

    After I tweeted that, I finally managed to calm down. Oh my God. My idol just tweeted me. Calm yourself, Kendall. Running a hand through my hair, I calmed down a bit. I then went to my bedroom and got changed out of my sweats. I changed into a striped racer tank, ripped light blue skinny jeans, brown gladiator sandals, and my favorite black mustache double ring.

(Kendall’s Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56143735)

     Once I was dressed, I did my make up and brushed my hair. When I was finished getting dressed, I headed for my front door. When I opened my front door, I yelped in surprise because I saw Harry standing there, his right fist in the air as if he was just about to knock. “Oh, hey,” he said, giving me a lopsided grin.

     I chuckled. “Hey. Whatcha doin’ here?”

     He pouted. “Is it a crime that I visit my girlfriend?”

     I smirked and leaned in, planting a kiss on his soft lips. “Nope,” I murmured against his lips, causing him to smirk too.

     Harry’s arms immediately snaked around my waist, pulling me closer as I put my palms on his chest. I then pulled away a few minutes later, much to his dismay. “Heeeeeeeyyyy,” he whined.

     “Hey,” I grinned cheekily.

     “You’re such a jerk,” he muttered. Making that comment, I chose to ignore him. I folded my arms across my chest and walked inside of my flat and into my living room. “Hey – wait, Kendall!” I heard him say, and then heard his footsteps following me into the living room. He sat down next to me on the couch, but I turned my face away from him. “Kenz, babe, I didn’t mean it,” he pleaded. Aw, he thought that I was actually mad at him! I was just joking around, obviously, but I just wanted him to beg for my forgiveness. “You know I love you!” he said. “I didn’t mean to call you a jerk. I’m sorry,” he apologized.

     Smirking, I cupped my left ear and said, “What was that? I didn’t quite catch you.”

     His green eyes flashed realization as his face relaxed. “You tricked me,” he stated.

     “No duh, Captain Obvious,” I rolled my eyes, the smirk not wavering from my face.

     In a matter of seconds, I was lying down on the couch with Harry hovering over me. He leaned down and his lips traveled to my right ear, grazing it. “You tricked me; and now you’re going to have to face the consequences.”

     Before I could ask what he meant, the bastard started tickling me. I couldn’t help but laugh as his fingers traveled up and down my sides. “Harry – stop!” I said in between fits of laughter. “Oh my God! Stop! Harry!!”

     He stopped adruptly, and then leaned down, his lips centimeters from mine and our noses touching. “Say you’re sorry,” he said quietly.

     “Sorry for what?” I asked, equally as quiet.

     “Sorry for tricking me,” he said. “Oh, and say that I’m the sexiest, most amazing guy ever,” he added cheekily.

     “Sorry for tricking you,” I said, sighing. “But do I have to say the next part?” I whined.

     He leaned down even more, without touching my lips – if that was possible – and was teasing me. “Say it,” he whispered in his husky voice, his hot minty breath tickling my face.

     Giving in, I said, “Harry is the sexiest, most amazing guy ever.”

     Harry smirked. “Good girl,” he whispered, and then his lips collided with mine.

     I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hands through his curly hair as he wrapped his left arm around my waist, pulling me into him, as his right hand caressed my cheek. Is this what we’re going to be doing? Kissing after every five minutes? One thing’s for sure – I’m not complaining.

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Again, this is JUST a filler chapter!!