I wake up in Harry's arms. He isn't asleep. I slowly open my eyelids and look at the emerald green eyes of the man I just lost my virginity to. I gave him something so valuable.
"Wakey wakey, sunshine" Harry says in a sing song voice.
"Morning, Harold" I chuckle.
He kisses my forehead and spends quite some time looking at my eyes. Harry presses a light peck on my lips and continues looking at me.
"Juliette?" The curly boy suddenly speaks up.
"Yes?"
"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asks shyly.
You can tell it took him so much courage to ask this. Of course I want to be his girl but him being a worldwide superstar...
I don't know if I could handle it but I wouldn't know unless I try.
"Yes, Harry." A big grin appears on my lips as Harry's lips curl up into the biggest smile I've ever seen.
His dimples are so deep I could live there. I kiss him on the lips and leave a peck on his cheek.
We stayed in bed talking for a while. He told me about how he's not gonna tell his fans about me unless I'm comfortable with it but he really does want to tell the lads. I'm okay with it. They were all nice boys so I wouldn't mind at all.
Later on we decided to cook something.
"I'm gonna get some of the ingredients we need for the cupcakes. I'll be right back." I tell Harry as I gather the things I need to go to the grocery store.
He nods and informs me that he is gonna call the boys in the meantime. I nod and leave towards the grocery shop.
The walk to the store isn't long but oh boy do I hate shopping. It's even more unbearable if I have an amazing boy waiting for me back at home. I wonder what he tells the boys about me. Is he gonna tell them what we did yesterday? I hope not. I'm still kind of shy about it.
I step into the familiar shop. Quickly I get all the stuff I need and get into the line.
After not too long I feel a light tap on my shoulder. I turn around and meet a pair of blue eyes. His blonde hair sticking out in every direction below his hood. It's Niall.
"Hey, love! Me and Harry just talked about you."
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sad guy | Harry Styles
FanficI finish wiping the counter just as a guy steps in. He has a hood pulled over his head and he has sunglasses on. Creepy. "Hello, sir. How can I help you?" I ask the the tall man standing in front of me. Only a small counter between us. He looks up...
