The Host Guy

27th Chapter

"You don't know how happy I am right now, ba-," Harry paused as if he wasn't sure of what he was going to say next.

"Continue."

"I don't know if I should or not but can I call you babe when there's no one around us?"

"Of course you can, call me whatever you want," we both laughed while I dugged my hands on his messy but yet perfect curls that made him have an exotic look, he was just so beautiful even if he only woke up some minutes ago. I could look at him all day and I wouldn't get tired.

"Yeah, but I never dated anyone, I'm new at this," he shyly answered and then he nervously laughed facing the floor of his bedroom.

"Don't be nervous, Harry."

"Can we spend the rest of the day together? Please?" he chuckled. How could I resist to this? I couldn't.

"Harry, I'd love too but we can't hang out in London."

"Well, we can always drive to Holmes Chapel," he suggested.

"Mhm, that's a good idea, no one that we know can see us there."

Going to Holmes Chapel was a good idea after all, no one know us and we can hang out with no one coming after us and saying 'you guys can't date, he's practically your brother.'

Even though that was a bit of true, the thing is, Colton couldn't see us either. In his poor mind he doesn't know the reality, he thinks I'm his. I'm so done of pretending that I'm his but I can't have anyone else that I truly like.

"So, go get ready. We leave at 11am, okay?" he said, leaving a little kiss on my cheek, even that gesture made me feel 'the butterflies'.

"Okay," I smiled at him and not thinking if he wanted or not, I slowly kissed him.

I got out of his bedroom and made my way to mine, that was right in front of his.

I'm so curious, where's he going to take me to? Maybe some place that was important to him during his childhood or maybe a coffee shop. I just don't know but let's not care about it Emily, if we're going to be together I know everything will be fine even if I don't know the place.

A little smirk crossed my face when I found myself thinking that he never dated anyone and that I was his first 'girlfriend'? I don't even know what we can call each other. I'm really happy to know that perhaps I'm the first girl he really likes. I always thought jerk guys would be the ones liking me, just like Colton but Harry does like me and he's so not a jerk. He's a totally kind, beautiful, witty and worthy guy that every girl would want, and besides that, he's a truly real gentleman. At least, that's my opinion.

"Hey, are you ready?" Harry said from behind the door, snapping me out of my thoughts and making me meet the reality; I didn't even opened my wardrobe yet.

"No," I laughed. "Give me ten minutes."

I ran to my wardrobe, opening it and repairing that it was all messy but I still found my favourite high-waisted jeans among a cute shirt and a cardigan.

"Ready," I screamed while running to my room's door.

"You girls take so long."

"Harry, you better get used."

"Who said I will want to take you out again?" He asked, raising one of his eyebrows.

"You surely want to," I winked a him. Why did I say that? Ugh.

"Of course I want to, baby," He whispered in my ear making me shiver.

"I would kiss you right now if I co-,"

"Hello guys! Where are you going to?" my dad asked, interrupting what I was saying to Harry. Hope he didn't hear a word we said to each other.

"Mhm, I'm going to show Holmes Chapel to Emily," Harry said, rubbing the back of his head in nervousness.

"Okay then, have a good day. If something bad happens just dial my number!"

"Bye Dad," I smiled at him.

"Bye Kyle."

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The drive was taking so long but it was good to be alone with him, he sometimes started singing some famous songs that passed on the radio and even if I didn't knew them I just couldn't keep myself not to die inside when Harry's voice sang the lyrics.

Appreciating his figure was a good hobby though. So, I just stood there with my face frozen looking at his facial features and his body that were so unique for me, even though there's look alike guys. His piercing green eyes were sparkling and I could see a smile on his face beginning to show his deep dimples that were one of the cutest things.

His messy brown hair was so big, he didn't cut it short like most of the guys do. Instead, he alowed it to grow enough to develop natural curls and waves.

"What are you doing, babe?" he asked, making me go red.

"Just looking at you."

"Why though?" he laughed, parking the car on a street we were passing by.

"You're just so ugly, I can't understand why," I sarcastically said, giggling a bit.

"Oh, that's why you spent practically ten minutes looking at me."

"Duh, yeah," I leaned in. "That's why."

He then gave me a brief kiss and looked outside, he opened his door and then he opened mine.

"What a gentleman."

"Always at your service," he grabbed me by my waist and pressed his lips on my forehead.

"So, where are we going?"

Instead of getting an answer, he gave me his hand and headed to a white and old house, pretty old to be precise. A house that no one seemed to be living in.

Is this too short???

I tried my BEST to wRITE a bigger one but ugh I guess mission failed ahah And oh my god, hope my writing is good tho ahah

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Small NOTE:

Don't look forward to listen to your negative thoughts, you're wrong, okay? Don't waist your time being negative when you can use the time to cross a smile on your face and be happy. Do the best for yourself, I LOVE YOU GIRLS