Summer to Remember

Chapter Sixteen

Harry entered my room first and gestured for me to go in, we were both giggling because of Niall's clueless reaction downstairs. I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, replaying what had just happened. Harry plopped himself onto my bed just laying there not saying anything, finally he broke the silence by sitting up and saying "Okay, what can I help you with?".

"Hmmm, well to be honest everything's already packed, I didn't unpack yet" I said grinning."Umm Harry, is it ok if I invite Rebecca to come to the beach house? I don't want to be the only girl" I confessed and he was already smiling before I could finish my sentence.

"That's a perfect idea" he said getting up and putting his arms around my waist. I looked up at his mesmerizing green eyes and I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers through his curls.

"Sorry, you have beautiful curls" I said as I brushed my fingers through them. This was the first time I saw him blush, he smiled sheepishly before leaning in to kiss my forehead. "Do you need help packing your bags?" I questioned.

"No thanks babe, I've got it" he said as he placed a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Well, goodnight then" I said sad to see him go.

"Goodnight love, sweet dreams" he added before kissing me softly on the cheek and leaving the room with a wink.

I quickly texted Rebecca after Harry left and she accepted the offer easily, it was going to be fun for us, plus I would get to know her better over the week. I felt dizzy thinking of everything that happened today, I smiled to myself as I got ready to take a shower. I felt like the luckiest girl alive, no other guy has ever made me feel the way Harry does. After a warm shower, I finished some last minute packing and set my alarm clock to 7 am because we needed to wake up early for the road trip to the beach house.

Closing my eyes, I replayed every little thing that happened throughout the day. What a feeling it was to be Harry Styles' girlfriend, and not because he was 1/5 of One Direction but because he was Harry, the boy I was truly, madly, deeply falling in love with.