Look Into His Eyes: A One Direction FanFic

Chapter 4

As the movie went on,I got a little cold,since all I was wearing was a thin tee and skinny jeans. I snuggled a little closer to Harry's side,hoping he wouldn't mind. He slid his arm tighter around my shoulders and pulled me closer to his side. He looked down at me and smiled. I rested my head on his shoulder,relishing how good it felt.

What does he think about you? I wondered. More importantly,what do you think about him? I wasn't sure that I had the answer to that question yet.

We got to the end of the movie,where old Rose drops the necklace back into the ocean,and they play "My Heart Will Go On". I then became a blubbering mess.

"It's just so sad. It will always be sad. They had love,and they had to give it up. It's just so,so sad," I cried.

I looked up to find that Harry had tears streaming down his face.

"I know," he said. "And when she took his last name,even though they were never married? It makes you realize just how strong thier love was," he blubbered.

The other boys were fast asleep,so we walked into the ktichen,carrying the empty snack bowls.

"Look at us,we are total wrecks," I said.

"I know,right. I've seen that movie five times and I always cry."

We smiled a little and laughed,and then cleaned up the kitchen.

He seems so genuine,I thought. I think I like him. Definantly as a friend...and most likely something more.

After we cleaned up,he offered me a tour of his flat.

"So,that's the music room,where we practice and just chill. Here's the bathroom...closet...closet...guest room...and my room," he finished outside of his door.

He casually took my hand in his. "And that's it," he said. "Do you want to see inside my room?" he asked. "Not that I would try anything,you know,just,wondering,since,you know,you've seen everything else," he stammered.

"Sure," I agreed. Even though I'd only known him a few hours,I trusted him.

Still holding my hand,he opened the door. He led me inside,and showed me around.

"Bed,dresser,closet,music..." he said.

"Oh my gosh,this is an amazing sound system," I gushed. He chuckled.

I flopped back on his bed,and stared at the stars stuck to his ceiling. Harry laid next to me and started pointing out constellations.

He turned and looked at me.

"Paige Durant, I like you,"

I giggled. "Thanks,I like you too."

"No,I mean,I like you. As in,I want to go out with you. On a date." He looked directly into my eyes,and I notcied how beautiful they were. He seemed so vulnerable in that moment,like he had no control over the situation,only how he felt.

"I would like to go on a date with you too," I finally said.

"Wonderful," he grinned,back to his cheeky self.

"Tommorow at seven?" he asked.

"Sounds great,"

"Dinner and a movie?" he asked.

I smiled. "My favorite kind of date," I replied.

"Mine too," he said.

We got up,careful not to disturb the boys,and he drove me to my flat and walked me to the door.

"See you tommorow," he said,kissing my cheek. "Goodnight,Paige."

"Goodnight,Harry."