From the Beginning (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Chapter  9

Harry's P.O.V. 

I woke up this morning to my phone ringing beside my bed. I wiped my eyes and looked at the Caller I.D. "Boo-Bear". Why the hell was Louis calling me? I picked up the phone.

"Lou, what do you want?" I asked, still half asleep.

"Sorry, Harry. I'm all alone, please come downstairs," Louis said. 

"Fine, I'm coming," I said, and with that, I hung up the phone and rolled out of bed. It was hard to get out of bed though. I don't even know why. 

When I got downstairs, no one was awake besides him and I. I looked to the couch and he was on his laptop. 

"Hey, Louis," I said, scaring him. 

 "What?" he spat.

"Isn't it the last football game of the season today?" I asked, and he nodded his head and looked up from his laptop. 

"We should go!" I said. Right then, Christina walked down the stairs. She was wearing black sweats and an Italy soccer jersey with her brown hair tied in a bun. 

"Morning, Harry, morning, Louis," she said, walking into the kitchen. A minute later she came out with a bowl of cereal. 

Christina's P.O.V.

I walked into the living room and sat beside Louis, who was still on his computer. 

"Hey, isn't the soccer- football game final between Juventus and England tonight?" I corrected myself. I wasn't used to calling it football because in Canada we call it soccer. I was probably confusing the guys with all my Canadian terms. 

"Yep," Harry said, flashing a cheeky smile. 

"Are there any tickets left?! I really want to go!" I exclaimed, nearly spilling my cereal everywhere. I loved soccer and I really wanted to watch Juventus play. Tonight was the perfect night to go. 

Louis looked up at Harry. "I need to go make a phone call," he said, walking out of the room and dragging Harry with him. I sat on the couch finishing my cereal when Harry walked in. 

"Christina, we got only 2 tickets to the game," Harry said. My heart sank a little thinking that he was going to go with Louis. "Would you like to join me?" He finished.

"SERIOUSLY?! Harry, I would love to!" I jumped up and hugged him. He hugged me back tightly and then put me down. 

Harry's P.O.V. 

Tonight was the night. I was going to make Christina mine. Everybody came down and ate breakfast and pretty much had a lazy day. At 3:30pm, Christina and I went to get ready. I was wearing dark wash jeans, a white t-shirt and a green Jack Wills hoodie. Christina came down moments later wearing light wash skinny jeans, black Pumas, an Italy jersey and a black jacket. 

"Have fun at the game!" Erica yelled as we walked out of the house. I heard a couple of snickers and whispers behind me as we left the house but I chose to ignore them. Christina was all that mattered at the moment. 

Christina's P.O.V. 

We arrived at the arena and I swear I was the only Italy fan there. I told Harry and all he did was grab my hand and continue walking. You could see sparks from a mile away.

We got to our seats and they were perfect. Right behind the Italy bench. I turned to Harry and he was looking all around in a nervous sort of way. I placed my hand on his arm. 

"Harry?" I asked.

"Yes?" he replied.

"Um, I should warn you, I get a little excited at soccer games. He just laughed at my comment. I felt pretty stupid for saying that, I have to admit. 

"You won't be the only one," He said and turned away. I should have said 'Harry Styles, I like you.' How hard is that? Ugh, I hate love. 

At half time, Harry left to get snacks. I was looking around to see if there were any more Italy fans and I saw a total of about 530 in a stadium of 63,000. All of a sudden, I heard his voice above me. I looked at the big screen and my heart stopped. 

"Christina, when I found out you were coming to live with us for a bit, I couldn't contain my excitement. The moment I saw you I knew I had to have you. Will you please be my girlfriend?" His voice rang through the stadium. I noticed that he was kneeling right beside me ahain. He pulled out 2 passes and showed them to me. "Christina, also accept these 2 passes to meet the Juventus team?" He said in his adorable deep accent. 

I jumped into his arms. "I take that as a yes," he chuckled. 

"I would love to be your girlfriend," I said. And at that very moment, two perfect lips attatched to mine.

Best. Night. Ever.