The Way Things Work

Chapter Fifty Four

"You want to be my superhuman?" He gave you a cheeky smile.

"As long as you're my superman." You winked as he pulled you in for another lingering hug.

"You know what goes great with super man? Wonder woman. Nice skin tight read stockings and-"

"I take it back." You laughed.

"No, I'm kidding." He kissed your hair. You both stood in silence as the wind rushed through the park. All was quiet and peaceful, as it should be, finally. You rocked in his arms as you were finally at peace. The only other time you had felt this relaxed was when you were lain on the tiled floor with death calling your name. A feeling of safety rushed over you as you tightened your grip on Harry's waist and he responded by doing the same. "Care to head home?" You sighed in relief and surprise at how you truly thought of the flat as home. 

"Yeah, it's getting kind of cold." You smiled up at his and strolled hand in hand back to the car. You walked slowly and quietly, enjoying the peace and the newly fallen leaves. It was just so beautiful and vivid. Harry held your bags and your hand until you reached home and set them down by the door. 

"Why don't we slip on some comfy clothes and we can have a relaxing night in?"

"That sounds perfect." You smiled as you pecked him on the cheek before going into your room to change. 

You walked into the living room where Harry was in a pair of boxers with two hot chocolates set on the table. He laid a blanket down in front of the fire place and was shifting through the movies. "What are you wearing?" You giggled. "I thought you said comfy clothes?" You reiterated.

"i am comfy and hey, you're lucky I'm wearing any clothes at all! I am Harry Styles you know." He winked.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. So what movie?" You said as you made your way to the sheet on the floor. 

"I was thinking something classic? Maybe 'Marley and Me'?"

"Perfect." You smiled as he slid the disk in and made his way over to the sheet with a giant comforter. He set in on top of the both of you and pulled you close. Your backs rested against the couch as he slid you into his embrace. He turned off the lights and put on the fire place as his lips drew towards your ear. 

"You know the goo thing about me lacking clothing is that I get to cuddle to keep warm." You laughed at his failed attempt to be suave and leaned into him. You rested your head on his heart as the movie began. The heat from the fire radiated onto your skin, leaving a tingling sensation on the edges. You stared at the fire and just thought about everything that had happened in the past months. You weren't even paying attention to the movie and you didn't realize how far out of it you were until Harry picked your head off his chest lightly. "Do you want another movie, love?"

"N-No. It's not that."

"What's the matter?" He looked concerned as he paused the movie.

"Nothing. Everything is just so-perfect. I've just been thinking of these past few months and how much has changed and-and how happy I finally am."

"The feeling is mutual." He smiled up at you.

"Really?"

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know. I mean I guess just because it's me and-" He rushed his lips onto yours. It had felt as thought the flames that were trapped in the fire place had caught onto your lips. He pulled your hips closer to his bare ones and rested his forehead on yours. 

"That's what makes it so perfect." He finished for you. "I love you Sam."

"I love you too Harry."

"You want to talk or continue the movie?" He seemed indifferent.

"Whatever you want."

"Then forget the movie. Let's just talk." The reflection of the flames danced across the emerald shine in his eyes. 

"That's what I was hoping for." You smiled and glanced down.

"I want to-" He was interrupted by a knock at the door. "One moment." He jumped up to the door and opened it wide enough so you could see Louis and Niall behind it. 

"We were going to the club. Want to come?" You were a little disappointed because you knew Harry would go clubbing. He loved the night life. 

"Thanks but I think I'm going to skip it tonight. I'm talking with Sam."

"Okay mate." Louis said as he knocked his shoulder.

"But you're my wing man! I need to find a lady and you're my beer buddy." A laugh escaped Harry's lips.

"You'll need to let Lou here replace me. I think I'm going to stop drinking for a little but. I don't need anymore screw ups."

"Fine, let's hit it Louis!"

"Harry, why don't you go?"You asked, shocked he turned it down.

"Because spending this night with you is more fun. The last thing I need is to start drinking again and I already have a girl. What's the point in going out to a club?"

"Harry, I know you love it. You can go."

"Yeah well I love you more." He kissed your forehead. "Do you know what my first impression of you was?"