Chapter 3
Harry’s pov...
I woke up to a bored Louis screaming down my ear hole,
“HARRY wake up, wake up, wake up!”
“Boobear calm down”
“But we have half an hour to go and Zayn and Niall are busy talking to girls and Liam’s sat with them two in the row in front except Niall’s swapped places with some girl that he’s chatting up and...”
At this moment I’m confused. Zayn and Niall are chatting up girls and not me. WOW!
“Whoa, wait what? Zayn and Niall are chatting up girls? What about me? I hope there is a 3rd one who’s as hot as them!”
“Yeah actually they do... and a 4th. Them two in fact.” Louis told me pointing to two girls behind Niall and the girl he was with. The girl on the end was the girl that caught my eye. She had medium wavy brown hair and brown eyes. She was stunning. Definitely a fan. She was the latest gossip on the band. My, time to make my move. Just as I was about to speak Louis spoke,
“Uh, don’t think you’re leaving me to chat up a girl!”
“But”
“No buts”
“She is so pretty though and she’s a fan! Please Louis, please, please, please!”
“Fine go if that will make you happier than being with me!” Louis told looking in the opposite direction fake crying and acting proper hurt.
“Yes. You’ll get over it so see ya I’m making my move”
“Whatever. You owe me big time Styles!” was the last thing I heard from Louis as I was making my move
Emily’s pov...
“Urm Hi, I’m Harry Styles. And you are?”
What am I dreaming or did Harry Styles just speak to me. He was speaking to me right. I turned my head in the direction I heard the voice come from and sure enough I came face to face with Harry Styles who was staring at me.So he was speaking to me.
“OMG Harry Styles is speaking to me!” I talk shouted.
“Alright shh don’t want to attract any attention” Harry whispered whilst looking around to see if we had attracted any attention which we luckily hadn’t.
“Sorry and its Emily. Hey can I touch your face?” I questioned. I had always wanted to touch his face. It looks so SOFT and PERFECT.
“Erm I suppose touch my curls if you want, too!”
That was it for me. First face. I went for his cheeks and OMG they were soft. I then started to stroke his face with my thumb. OMG I am touching the face of the most amazing and talented person ever. I LOVE him SO much.
I looked up meeting his gaze. For a minute or two we just sat there staring into each other’s eyes. His eyes are so mesmerizing. Slowly his hands came up towards my face stopping just before touching my face,
“Now can I touch your face?” he asked.
“Uh easy answer,” I mumbled before speaking up, quite a bit, and saying, “Yes”
Then his hands started touching my face. For a second he stroked my face and then cupped my face and slowly but surely he leaned forward looking down to my lips and back to my eyes. Was this really happening? Was Harry Styles actually going to kiss me? After what felt like a lifetime his lips finally descended onto mine. My arms then went up to his hair and touched his curls like he said I could. Fingers tangled in his hair, his hands cupping my face we broke apart but he never removed his hands so I kept my fingers in his hair. He leaned his forehead onto mine and just looked into my eyes smiling at himself. I think I really am in love with him!!!
