The Story of Us

Tonight

-Ugh, I really need to take a shower!-I smelled my T-Shirt as I walked trough the door. It reaked of sweat mixed with deodorant.

-Can I leave you alone for 20 minutes?-I asked still a little worried.

-Ofcourse you can. I just need to know you won't drown.-I looked up to his eyes and I almost started crying. I just couldn't imagine what would happen to me if I would never see them again, what would happen to me if I never saw him smiling at me again? I think I'd fall apart. Sometimes I feel like Harry's the glue that keeps me together when I'm torn.

-I'll be back before you know it.-I said and rushed into the bathroom. A cold shower was just what I needed. I tried to get my mind off of things, but there wasn't a thought in stis world that didn't remind me of Harry. Suddenly I started crying. I don't know why. Maybe because of all the emotions? I was just glad I didn't start crying in front of Harry. Every single time I felt sad or crying for some reason and I wouldn't tell him what's wrong, I could see he was dying inside. He was just the kind of boyfriend that bought me tampons when I had my period and spent the entire day rubbing my belly. I knew I could relay om him for anything. He was my best friend and still my boyfriend, and that's the perfect kind of relationship. I got out of the shower and put my big baggy shirt on. It was a deep V-neck purple shirt Harry gave the first time we spent the night together. When I got out of the shower still all covered with water, I saw Harry standing in the middle of the carpet with a bowl of popcorn and a remote in his hands.

-I can say you take longer showers than me.- he smiled at me from ear to ear

-What's this?-

-Remember how you said you never watched the whole ''Notebook''? Well, I saw the DVD at the airport and I just thought you would like to see it.-

-Thank you. You're the best boyfriend in the world!-I ran into his arms and he almost dropped the popcorn on the floor.

-That's only because you're the best girlfriend in the world.-I kissed him so hard that I could feel his heartbeat getting stronger. He took my hand and put it on his chest, right above his heart.

-You and me, remember.

-Forever together.-I added. As he was looking at me, my eyes started tearing up again. I took my hand out of his in an attempt to dry it off, but he grabed it and kissed it.

-What's wrong baby?-he asked with a look so worried it made me cry even more. We sat on the floor and he pulled me up in his arms. I sighed.

-It's just that, I'm afraid about our future.-

-What's there to be afraid of? We'll get married, have kids and live in a little house outside of London... Or, do you want to live here?-

-No, we could live in Narnia, I don't care. But, what.what if the fans break us? What if we grow apart? What i- he put his finger on my lips before kissing them.

-There's nothing in this world that could break us. Remember that.-

-I know Harry, but... I'm still scared.-

-Okay, then let's live for the moment. Just like Lou said. Who cares about what will happen in a year, or 3. Who cares what will happen in  10 years? Let's just care about today for a change. And today I want to watch the ''Notebook'' with my girlfriend and try not to cry.-he smiled before giving me a long, soft snog.

-Shall we?- he asked before reaching his hand to mine.

-Whe shall.-I said and took his hand as we sat on the floor ans snuggeled in with a blanket. The movie was so sad, but in the end it wasn't me that cried.

-Harry, are you actually crying at a chick flick?-

-Hey! Something fell in my eye, okay? And the ''Notebook'' is an emotional love story. Not a chick flick.-

-Whatever you say Mr. Styles.-I said and then climbed up to his lap. He got so close to me I could feel his hair being carried by his uneaven breaths. He layed on his back and pulled me so I was standing on top of him. I put my hair behind my ear before taking the blanket off his legs. He looked me deep in the eyes and I saw green fire coming out of them. I leaned so our lips met and we kissed. His lips were touching mine as my hands were strongly pulling his hair. The only things I remembered from that night were kissing, lots of short breathing and my heart pounding like crazy.