Harry's POV
I drove her to her place hand in hand, I would drive with her in my lap if the law aloud me to but sadly it didn't. She didn't either but I could see her staring at me from the corner of my eye. I saw her physically slouch over as I pulled up to her flat and parked. We both stayed in the car for a minute, I admired her in my clothes. The too big sweat pants and jumper made my heart swell, I wanted to keep her forever. She looked out he window at the gloomy weather and sighed deeply knowing that her Cinderella moment was over and she had to go back to reality.
"Are you ok baby", I whispered rubbing her hand with my thumb.
"I'm just sad I won't see you", she whispered.
"We can go out tomorrow", I suggested.
"Why don't you come by mine and I'll cook you dinner", she suggested with her big eyes.
"Sounds good love, anything else", I tightened my trip momentarily wanting her to actually tell me what's wrong.
"Harry what are we, like where's this going", she asked and I already know where she was going with this.
I knew she felt like I was using her and like I didn't want anything serious out of this. She couldn't be more wrong, I wanted to be with her and slowly start to tear down my walls to be with her. I would do anything to be with her.
"Well baby girl, I was actually going to save this till tomorrow night but I do want to ask you something", I asked turning my body towards her.
"Yes", her big eyes lit up.
"Will you be my girlfriend", I asked suddenly.
"Yes", she crashed her lips to mine giving me the simple answer. I buried my hand in her hair and brought her as close as I could. I wanted her here and now but I had to control myself.
"I better get going before things get heated", she pecked my lips.
"Here let me walk you up baby girl".
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