Just Little Things (Harry Styles)

Chapter 5

Louis P.O.V.

I just kept staring at Harry, what was he doing?

"Who's that girl?" I asked Eleanor. She looked puzzled trying to figure it out. "That Louis, is Darcy" Niall replied. I raised my eyebrows in shock as Harry whispered something in her ear. "It'll just be one of those things Harry does. He snogs a girl then walks off, he's always doing it" I offered looking around nevously. "Louis got a point, he does that alot" Liam replied with a wink. I raised my eyebrow at him 'what was he trying to say?'. "They're best friends, why would he won't to snog her?" I demanded.

"Give it a rest Louis, can't you see he's happy?!" Niall snapped

"Well you you put like that... I muttered turning my head round to face Eleanor but finding it really hard not to look at Harry. "Louis, just leave him alone,he's happy" Eleanor insisted, with a smile.

"Well how can I when it's been tweleve years before he finally snogged her, it's kind of hard love" I replied looking at them. "But I guess you're right, he is happy isn't he?"

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Darcy's P.O.V.

I climbed into the limo gripping Harry's hand tight.

Why were we going home so early, without anyone else, what was Harry planning, did he really feel sick.

I sat down about 6 inches away from Harry, I bit my lip. What's Louis going to think tomorrow morning?

I sighed as Harry moved over leaving hardly any space between us. I turned my head to look at him. "Are you alright?" He asked with a smile and a sparkle in his eyes. I returned his smile then replied "Fine thanks" I replied.

"If you're thinking about what the others are going to say, don't worry I've got it all under control, Louis has never figured out one of my lies and Niall already knows, I only need to fool three of them" He grinned

Thats exsactly what I was thinking about... Is he some kind of mind reader.

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We pulled up outside the hotel, Harry, with a smile on his face, me, not so happy. I just couldn't work out why...

We walked up to our room and I could just make out a small smile. Then it hit me, my stomach hurts, bad. What the hells going on. I felt tears prick in my eyes but none of them managed to fall. I gripped Harry's hand tighter and he looked down at me. "What's up babe?" He asked

"Oh, nothing" I replied with small smile. As we stepped in the room I felt two strong hands wrap around my waist and as Harry's body crashed against mine he pushed me against the wall. I looked into his lit up green eyes and was suddenly lost. "Harry, what you-" I was put of by Harry pressing his lips against mine turning his head as he got more into it then finally moving his lips and gently biting on my bottem lip. I felt my arms slip into his shirt and rip it off then they swung round his neck. I suddenly felt happy again and a smile grew on my lips. Then Harry turned round to push me down on the bed, I sat back up as he winked at me. I felt my smile get bigger as he walked forward