I woke up. It was the middle of the night. I went to the window slowly, so I wouldn't wake up Harry. As I stepped on a crooked floorboard, Harry turned around in his sleep before hitting the sack again. The bright starlight shining from the balcony door looked different than I was used to. I suddenly thought of home. As I sat on the balcony floor, one by one tears started poaring from my eyes. It made me think about everything that has happened to me in the past few months. I remembered the time I was just another average teenager with a handfull of hopes and dreams, and now. I live in London, I have a scolarship for the best college in the country and my boyfriend...is Harry Styles. I realised. I miss my old life. My family, friends, my town. I knew I love Harry more than anything in this world, but I just needed to go home. All of the sudden, I felt a tickle next to my ear.
-Do you need a tissue?-it was Harry. He heard me crying and he woke up. That's weird for him because, he usually isn't a light sleeper.
-You're so sweet.-
- Are you okay?-he asked with a worried look.
-I am.it's just. I love you. You know I do. More than anything in this world but.
-his beautyful green eyes were piercing mine. I just couldn't lie to him.Even if I wanted to, I just couldn't. I sighed
- I miss home. I miss my friends, my family. I haven't seen them in 3 months, and that's a lot for me. It may not be that much for you.but it is. For me. I'm sorry if it makes you fee-
-Look. I don't want to be the reason that you miss your family. I see mine every second week while I'm here, they come visit me on tour, so I can't possibly imagine how it is for you. But if it really means that much for you we'll go to Croatia.-
-Really? You would give up everything just to go to Split with me?-
- Ofcourse I would. And I will. I've got some time off, so why don't we go tomorrow?-
-Harry.I, I don't know what to say?! Thank you.-
-No need. Besides, I need to escape a little bit to. I'll just need to tell Lou that I won't be able to go to that golf tournament in Doncaster next week. But, he'll understand. I thought he wanted to bring Eleanor anyway. And there's nothing I would rather do than spend a month with your family even if it means dodging mobs of angry girls and breaking Louis' heart.
-I love you like no one has ever loved another person before-
-Not true.- he mummered
-How?-I asked
-Because I love you even more.-
-Do you really want to bet on that?-
- I'll take my chances.-he said before pulling me into his lap and putting his arms around my waist. He got so close to my face, I could feel his warm breath on my face. Suddenly, he put his lips on mine and kissed me.
-I know that you want to go home, but can't we just stay like this forever?
-We could. But the sun is coming out soon. Which means your neighbours will wake up. and you arent uhm...- I looked at him. He was in his birthday suit with a sheet wrapped around his waist.-really dressed for the part.-I continued.
-I don't care. As long as I'm with you I could never feel embarassed. And uhm... Sarah? Would you, uhm...Would you.- he sighed. His eyes were so big, like they were going to pop out of excitment, like he had so much to say...but no words were coming out of his mouth. There were so many things going trough my mind at that moment.Would I like a peanut? Would I want an A from my English test? Yes, I would. But I had a feeling he didn't want to ask me that kind of question. I had a feeling he wanted to ask me something more serious. He finally found the courage to speak- Sarah. Would you like to move in with me?- I kissed him.
-Is that a yes?-
-No. I basically already live here silly. Just that some of my stuff are at my old apartament. Wait,I still didn't cancel that dump?-
-No. But will you bring the rest of your stuff here?-
- I would be honered to Mr. Styles.-he laughed and kissed me.
-What did I do to deserve you?-
- You were born.-he said. He hugged me and we watched the rising sun. He kissed my head and for the first time in my life I was truly happy.
YOU ARE READING
The Story of Us
Hayran KurguMaybe it's not all about the happy ending? Maybe it's about the story?