She | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 18

When Sofia left, I finished up some emails and other work Linda had sent me. I had an audition scheduled for a few months from now. She would send me more details as it got closer. I also glanced at a few more tweets about the interview. I wanted people to like it, but all it ever is about is Harry. People were excited to see Harry and me taking pictures with the fans from this morning. They were also happy to see Ryan reposting me. Eventually, Harry was finally out of the studio and made his way to the apartment. When I let him in, he was barely in the apartment before he picked me up and shut the door.

"Oh, Harry!" I laughed as he carried me to the couch.

"You can't expect me to control myself when you look this good." He said.

I can already feel the tingles in my body igniting and we were about to do what we'd been waiting to do all day. It was as if he hadn't seen me in a long time. He laid me down on the couch gently and slowly hovered over me. I laughed as he groaned when his lips finally touched mine. His hand moved to my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips moved perfectly in sync as the butterflies in my stomach fluttered. His lips were so soft and plump and this time we could kiss without the worry about paparazzi. I could just enjoy his lips on mine.

"Oh, love, I can't wait until we can do this in public." He said against my lips. My heart and smile dropped slightly as he kissed my lips.

He wanted people to know so we didn't have to sneak around and I've been telling him not to. He was just being a gentleman and respecting what I wanted. I just want to share as little as possible about my personal life and I know Harry's a private person too. He's got so many fans who want the best for him, but that means some of them are going to be overprotective and hate me. I'm being selfish. Not to mention, I was reminded of Ryan's visit from earlier. I had to tell him about that. He must've noticed I wasn't into the kiss anymore, because he slowly pulled away and looked at me with a confused look.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I looked into his eyes and bit my lip. I'm too scared to ask him what he wants. I'm scared it's going to end in a fight and we're going to yell at each other.

"Yeah, um, I'm going to go get us some wine." I started to sit up, but he gently pushed me back down.

"No, no. What happened?" I looked up at him and everything that could go wrong was spiraling in my head. He sighed and closed his eyes, knowing it was what he said. "It was about the public thing." I pressed my lips together and waited for the yelling to start. I'm always the one that causes an argument and now I'm about to cause Harry and I's first argument. He slowly sat down on the couch and I sat up and crossed my legs. "Come on. Talk to me." He turned to me and his full attention was on me. He seemed calm and ready to hear what I had to say.

"I was just thinking about how selfish I was being. I should've asked you if you wanted to make this relationship public or not. I mean, you're the one with all of the fans and it's your relationship too and you should be able to decide what--" Before I could finish my terrible word vomit, his lips were pressed against mine.

I love the way he tells me to shut up. He slowly pulled away, a small smile on his lips, as he looked into my eyes. He placed his hand on my shoulder and rubbed my skin a little. I sighed and pressed my lips together, relaxing my tense muscles under his touch.

"I know how it may have sounded when I said I can't wait to do it in public, but I want to wait and keep it private just as much as you do." He placed his hand on my knee and I looked back into his eyes, instantly calming down.

"Really? You don't have to say that just because that's what I want. I'm willing to tell people if that's what you want." I felt like I was talking so fast, I'm surprised he could even understand me.