Chapter 11 -- Complications

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I. AM. SO. SORRY. This is an extra long chapter to make up for it. I will be updating a lot sooner. (: Thank you so much my lovelies for reading this story, it means a lot(: 

Dedicated to SammyHoran1direction for her encouraging comments(: Made me update faster. Anne threatening to kill me if I didn't helped too... XD 

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Kk I'm shuting up now Xxx

//Lindsay’s POV//

What? Did he really just ask me to be his girlfriend? A flood of mixed emotions overwhelmed me. Was I ready for this? My head was screaming no and that I valued his friendship too much to jeopardize it. But, on the other hand, I loved him. I love everything about him. And I really loved kissing him. We would find a way to make it work.

“I’d love too,” I finally answered.

His face lit up with a huge smile. I’m so happy that I’m the one who put it there. He leaned in for a kiss but I stopped him saying, “So are you gonna help your girlfriend up or what?”

He rolled his eyes, but released my arms, stood up and offered me a hand. I took it and jumped to my feet.

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

And we walked back home, our hands intertwined.

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“Well it’s about time,” Anne said upon hearing the news. She turned to Harry. “You be good to her.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Okay you kids go have fun,” and she returned to her cooking.

Harry and I went upstairs to his room and looked around waiting for inspiration to strike. My eyes wandered around the room, searching for an activity. At last they landed on my guitar.

“Do you wanna write a song?” I asked my boyfriend. Wow, I really loved being able to do that, ‘my boyfriend.’

“Not really.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“But I’m not that good at writing.”

“You did just fine when we helped Niall,” I pointed out.

“We can try I guess.”

“Okay.” I picked up my guitar and sat on the bed.  I patted my hand on the place next to me and he sat down.

“Alright, so what is it going to be about?”

“Us.” Harry replied promptly.

“Well duh.” I laughed. “But what about us exactly?”

“Umm, how about how you’re insane and how I put up with it?” I punched him the arm.

“Ouch,” he said rubbing his arm and looking offended.

“Man up.”

He stuck his tongue out at me and I mirrored his actions. We’ve grown up well, now haven’t we?

“I got it!” Harry said suddenly, surprising us both. “Something about how we almost never get along, but we always end up back together.”

“Hmm maybe…We are pretty up and down.”

“We do fight a lot.”

“That, my friend is very true…Let’s do it,” I said grabbing a notebook.

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