Clouds {Harry Styles A.U}

Chapter 8

Harry's P.O.V

Our lips collided. The passion between each kiss lingering. This girl will be the death of me. Fuck my emotions will be the death of me. Isabel is taking every broken, unstable, non repairable part of of me and completely gluing me back together. And I don't care how long it takes as long as she is the only one who fixes me. For I don't want to taste anyone but her on my chapped lips.

I struggle to pull away from her, "Iz, what are you doing to me?"

Her eyes sparkle, I'm guessing from me calling her "Iz". I don't think anyone has called her that. Good.

"Harry, what are you doing to me?" She questions back. A playfulness laced in her voice.

I wink at her,"I can do so much to you."

"Oh really now. Explain Styles." Isabel crouches down to sit on the blanket on the cave floor pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her tiny but fit arms around her. I do the same but my legs are being suffocated in these tight jeans that I can't pull them up. But that won't stop me from wearing them again.

Honestly I don't know what I would do to her. I don't have much experience with girls. The time I lost my virginity was the awkward and I didn't enjoy it as much as I thought I would.

So I come up with a clear and understandable answer," I would kiss you. Everywhere."

She licks her lips a few times and fidgets around. I think those words had an effect on her.

I continue,"But I won't do that right away, until I know you want me as much as I want you."

"Harry." She whines, which was way to sexy to even call it a whine. "I like you. I like you because you are you and it's rare to find even a human with this kind of attribute. You make me feel this, this unknown feeling. I can't describe it but I crave it. Call me crazy for saying such things to a guy I just met a few days ago but I'm nothing but honest."  She speaks the words I've tried to say but never had the balls to do.

"Well call me crazy too then. " Is all I say. Come on Harry you can do better than that. "Isabel I want nothing more than to be yours completely. Trust me. But I want to take things slow. For yours and my sake. I want to make sure we both want something more before we do something drastic. I want to take you on more dates and sing you more songs, and know about every character of every book you've ever read. "

Her breathing is ragged when she speaks ,"Okay Harry. We'll wait." And with that, a glowing smile is painted on her features. ,

"Come on, let me take you back to our dorms."

First date was a fucking success.

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Isabel's P.O.V

It's been almost a month and a half. And everyday since the beginning I've spent it mostly with Harry. He was becoming my best friend. But with all the benefits of being my hypothetical boyfriend. We've shared millions of laughs and painful times. Those times I force myself to forget for they only are distant memories. Harry and I have been inseparable. And Taylor questions me everyday about it. It's either "When is he going to ask you out?" Or "When are you going to jump his bones?". She is lucky she is my best friend or I would have slapped her. No I still would have slapped her either way but to be honest, I've asked myself the same thing.

Today Harry and I planned on going to his secret place. It isn't really a secret that I know about it. Just the thought of him showing me a place he hasn't shown anyone else makes my heart flutter.