Love Me [Harry Styles]

28.

"Every little thing you do got me feeling some type of way."

Harry's POV

"Beautiful, beautiful," I whispered into her chest. She groaned into my hair, her hands slightly massaging the nape of my neck, down to my shoulders.

"Harry it's our day off, let me sleep," she whined. I sighed, tracing her curves gracefully.

"You sleep while I shower, okay? How does that sound," my morning voice thick as ever.

"No," she whined, hugging onto me as I tried to stand up.

Chuckling, I stood up, a frown evident on her face as her brows furrowed together.

"Baby, only 15 minutes," I said as I made my way to the bathroom, laughing to myself as I heard her curse under breath.

Shutting the door behind me, I took off my boxers, since it was the only thing I had on. I scratched my scalp, ruffling my hair to the side before stepping into the shower. This past week had flown by, and Dani has no idea I know it's her birthday today. I have so much planned, but most of all, I look forward to spending the whole day with her. We've been inseparable, and I'm pretty sure people we work with, especially Monique, are starting to realize we have something more than friendship. No matter what people had to say, I know for a fact Dani was put into my life for a reason. Waking up next to her immediately brightens my day, her smell warms my body, her touch ignites fireworks within me, everything about her intrigues me to no end.

Switching on the water, I rested my shoulder against the marble wall, closing my eyes as the water began to sprinkle on top of me. Smiling to myself, I thought about everything Dani admitted to me the past few nights. The things she'd say to cheer me up, her soft gestures when we were at work that constantly reminded me I was the lucky one to go home with her every night. Slowly but surely, we'd make this work.

As if knowing I was thinking about her, I felt a pair of arms snake around my torso from behind me, her head resting on my bare back.

"Can I join you?" she asked against my back.

I smiled, reaching my hands to either of the back of her thighs as I rubbed them.

"Of course."

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"Harry can you please tell me where we're going?" She asked as I led her to my car. It was now 6 pm and she put on a tiny little black dress with a leather strip on it. Whatever it's called, it's quickly making my patience wear thin for this dinner.

"Baby, that's not the point of a surprise now is it?" I asked as I opened the door. Shutting it, I jogged over to my side, sitting down and putting the key in the ignition.

"Fine," she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You're going to love it, I hope," I said as I placed my index finger on her chin, tilting her head to mine and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"I know I will," she whispered, her hot breath against my lips as she leaned in to kiss me sweetly, her vanilla flavored lip balm transferring over to mine. Licking my lips, I took my bottom one in between my teeth, quickly looking her up and down as I put my seatbelt on. I looked back at her lips once I noticed her dress riding up her thighs, relax Harry.

"You look so sexy," I said kissing the edge of her mouth before pulling away.

"Thank you," she said as her cheeks flushed, taking my hand in hers and intertwining our fingers before placing a kiss on the back of my hand.

I drove for about forty minutes. Over time, her fingers untangled with mine as they made their way to wrap around my forearm, my hand on her thigh.

"We're here," I said as I unbuckled my seatbelt, giving her a quick kiss before getting out of the car to open her door.

"Finally," she giggled as she took my hand that I stretched out for her.

"Why are we in the woods though?" she asked, entwining both our hands together as she leaned into me.

"I have a surprise for you, we're almost there, but first here," I said, letting go of her hands and reaching to my back pocket, taking out a bandana.

"Turn around."

Complying, I covered her eyes with the bandana, tying it at the back of her wavy hair.

"You're not planning on killing me, are you?" She laughed.

"No, of course not, I reckon that wouldn't be part of the plan," I said chuckling as I grabbed her hand.

"Let's go, careful," I said as she walked slowly behind me, her free hand on my forearm.

Walking for five minutes, I clutched my stomach, laughing at the silly things she said along the way from not being able to see anything thanks to my "romantic British self."

"Ready?" I asked, stepping behind her as I rested my hand on her hip.

"Yes. So ready," she beamed as I slowly took off the blindfold.

"Happy birthday baby," I whispered into her ear.

She gasped as she took in the scenery. A clean landscape, with a table in the center and only two chairs. The red placemat draping over the table with a candle in the center of the table. On her side, her favorite white roses rested on her plate as a decorative piece. Looking at it now, she probably thinks she'll be eating that for dinner. My silly girl, and my stupid self.

"You remembered?" She finally croaked out, turning to me with glassy eyes.

"What kind of lover would I be if I forgot baby girl?" I questioned as I rested my forehead against hers, my hands on her waist. I cringed at the fact that I couldn't call myself her boyfriend, but tonight wasn't the night to scare her away with formalizing titles.

"Wow," she breathed as she rested her hands on my chest. She turned her head back again, taking everything in as if it was some sort of masterpiece. How she'd remained so humble while working with us was beyond me. I personally knew her pay was extremely - generous. She'd deserved every dollar, my hard working treasure.

"Thank you so much, Harry. This means the world to me," she spoke softly, turning around slightly in my arms as she looked back at the candlelit dinner I had arranged for the both of us.

"Shall we?" I asked, squeezing her hips as I began to lead her to the table from behind.

"Of course."

Once we reached her chair, she took a seat. Tucking it in so she was closer, I left to take my seat but her hand held me back.

"Wait, come here,"

Kneeling down to her, she took my face in her hands, kissing me passionately. One of those kisses that weren't necessarily deepened, but the loving kind, that simply showed how much you appreciate the other person. I'd personally given a lot of those, ashamed to admit. The type to open up to a few, but show as much love as I possibly can. Something about making someone feel loved, something about being someone's happiness..

I smiled against her lips when I pulled away, placing one last peck on her full lips before standing up and making my way to my chair.

"So do you like it?" I asked hopefully.

"I love it, I just can't believe you remembered, ah I'm so happy," she said blushing furiously.

I reached my hand over the table and she grabbed it, the redness never leaving her cheeks.

"I'd do anything to make you happy."

Author's Note

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