Steal My Girl ✓

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Harry's POV

Taylor looked beautiful in her black dress when she came to the party, and when I introduced her to Liam and Niall.

I could see that Liam was looking at her, especially her legs.
I wanted to slap him from looking at her like that, but I didn't.

"Stay." Taylor said tiredly, just before I was about to leave.

I sighed, and went next to her in the bed, and snuggled next to her.

"Thank you Harry, for everything." She said, and suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist.
Before I could reply, she was already asleep.

I could feel her steady breathing, as she snuggled closed to me.

Before I knew what I was doing, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close.

I never felt like this before, and I don't know what it is.

I shook the thought away, and slept with Taylor in my arms.

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I woke up with the sound of the alarm clock beeping. I squinted my eyes, and looked at Taylor's night stand.

I stopped the clock from beeping, and looked at Taylor.

She looked peaceful sleeping, she still has her arms around my waist like the night before.

She suddenly shifted her position, and fluttered her eyes open.

"Morning, sleepy head." I greeted, and she gave me a smirk.

"What happened last night? I can't remember anything." She said, and took her arms off me.

"Don't you remember a single thing? What a shame, I was hoping you'd remember what happened last night." I chuckled, but she kept a straight face.

"Why? What happened? Did something happened? Oh my God, did we-"

"No, no, no. We didn't. Don't worry, I don't take advantages." I said quickly, before she thought of anything else.

"Good, I only remember I drank too many beers last night. Thanks for your 'college life'." She laughed.

"One thing I could say is, you made me stay in your bed last night." I said, and I saw her cheeks went red.

"You know I was drunk last night, right?"

"But you still made me stay." I said.

"I suppose so." she shrugged.

"But did you mean it?" I suddenly blurted out.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing, nothing."

"No, you said something. What is it?" She pleaded.

"Did you mean it? Did you mean it, that I should stay?" I asked, my heart pounding and my palms getting sweaty. I was nervous, and I didn't know why. I was just asking her.

"Of course I did, I mean it when I said you should stay. Even though I was drunk, I mean it." She smiled.

I smiled back, and for some reason I felt like the happiest man on earth. She just told me she meant it, and I was feeling happy. What's wrong with me?

"Why were you asking, anyway?" She asked.

"Because I wanted to know." I said honestly.

"To know what?" She asked, again.

"To know if you felt something." I suddenly said.

"I think you already know the answer to that." She smiled at me.

"And what is the answer, exactly?" I asked cheekily.

"You already know." She said.

Before I knew it, she did the most unexpected thing, but I liked it.

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It's a short chapter, I know.
I'm sorry, but I'll update soon.

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[Chapter is unedited]