Do You Wanna Kiss Me? [Harry Styles Fanfiction]

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The next week Harry and i spend it like a normal couple. We walk along the streets, go to the movies, eat some food at cafés and he grabs me after work. Harry doesnt stay with me at nights. He goes home every evening and then he goes to the club. I feel like i really love him. The time we spend together still doesnt seem enough. I want more. I wish we could live together. Maybe he could visit me in Atlanta... Well, i have been thinking about it a lot recently.  If we lived together, we could spend more time together and i wouldnt be so jealous.

Harry invited me to the movies tonight. He has a day-off as well as i am free tomorrow so i can enjoy myself and go to bed a bit latter. I decide to put on my white dress with a bow under the chest.

'I love this dress,' he says when i get in the car. I smile as i'm proud of my choice.

The movie wasnt as good as it seems. Harry sent me a trailer a few days ago and i'm a bit disappointed. But i wasnt the only one who was bored. Harry had the same thoughts. When we get out it's cloudy and rainy. Harry tries to save me from rain drops but they still manage to fall on my  shoulders. I hate being wet.

'So what do you wanna do?' Harry asks.

'Dunno,' i shrug my shoulders.

'We can come to my place. We can watch something more interestin than this,' he suggests a bit nervous.

'Yeah, let's go.'

I havent seen his place yet. I wonder what's his apt like. Is it messy like other guys' or is it clean and neat? My palms sweat as we drive. Harry's apt isnt far from the town-center. It is situated in one of the blocks of flats. Harry lives on the fifth floor so we dont have to use the elevetor but Harry insists.

'It might be a bit messy inside,' Harry informs me as we come up to his door.

'It's okay. I dont mind chaos,' i say and Harry chuckles. He turns the key in the keyhole and opens the door. It's dark inside till Harry switches on the lights. I stand lonely in the dark for two seconds. I feel Harry leaving my side. I dont like standing in the dark so i try to find his hands but Harry's shadow moves to the left from me.

' So this is my apartment, - he says turning on the lights. It is quite big. Walls are made of red brick and the furniture is white. Unusual colors for guys.

"You live here alone?" i ask slowly looking around.

"Yeah, " he asnwers and goes to some room. He goes to the kitchen. I notice that the kithcen and a living-room have no walls between them. They look like one giant room. This reminds me of the way most houses are planned.

I follow Harry to the kitchen and see him making drinks.

"Mind some drink? " he asks.

"Yeah, thanks, i'm quite thirsty, " i say with a smile. He looks nice in this kitchen. I can already immagine him cooking me breakfast in the morning and my own thoughts make me flush. I guess i can let of the thought of us living together.

"Here," he says and gives me a glass.

I take a sip and taste alchohol. The taste is slight but i still can feel it.

"Do you like it?" asks Harry.

" Not bad, " i say and look around the kitchen. The furniture is white too ecxept for the table, it is black, and some cupboards.

" So what do you wanna do? " he asks leaning on the table.

" Dunno, we can do lots of things till we are waiting for the rain to stop, " i shrug and take another sip. It doesnt taste so bad now.

Harry laughs.

" I like the way your mind works, - he says and comes to me. - Wanna see my room? "

I shrug and then nod. And we go past the living-room to the closed room.

"How many rooms do you have? " i ask on the way.

"Three."

"Why so many? "

"I have parties in here sometimes so people can stay till the morning. "

He opens the door and i walk in. The room seems small. The walls are white in here, too. There is a big bed next to the window. The bed is in a mess and it makes me smile. I point to it.

"I dont like making my bed," says Harry. I laugh and walk to the shelves. I'm surprised to see a bookshelf. He doesnt look like a guy that loves reading. I dont see any laptop or stero system or something he needs to work with music. They must bebin the living-room and i didnt notice them. The room is in a mess but i dont mind it. I stop near the bookshelf to look through the books.

"Never thought you read, "i say. It's classics mostly and some books on self-development. The kinds of books i dont like.

"Yeah, i read, sometimes," i hear his deep voice from behind. It makes me jump but i dont turn around. We are alone in his apartment and we are in his room. I can feel the tension in the air. Then i feel his hand traveling on my arm. He takes my glass away and puts it on the night-stand. I'm scared to turn around but he turns my body himself and his lips find mine in a second.

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'This film was much better than the one in the theater,' he says and kisses my forhead again. He smiles and puts away the popcorn cap to hug me. We finally kissed. But the kiss didnt last long, like those in the movies. After we decided to watch movies, while waiting for the rain to stop.

'Yeah,' i agree.

'I know,' Harry says and chuckles wrapping his arms around me. I feel so safe in his arms.

'Harry?'

'Yeah?' he asks a bit sleepy.

'i love you,' i say. He is silent for a few seconds and i start to feel worried like he is going to reject me now but his just gets on the top of me again.' I love you, Tessa Young, and i have been loving you since i met you,' he says and presses me tighter.

I choke as he does this because his grip is too tight and lungs feel like they are out of air. However, I feel so happy right now. I feel like home. I know it's pretty early but my eyes close themselves and fall asleep.