Kiwi // H.S.

Part 14: French?

He comes out of the store empty handed.
"What was that for of you didn't even come out with anything?" I ask.
"You'll see in 5-10 business days, when it shows up at your door." He says with a smirk.
"What?!" I say.
He smile. And starts driving again.
"Harry what the actual f*ck did you buy me."
I say.
"Oh nothing to big...just a grand piano."
"What?!?" I say. He bought me a f*cking grand piano. A grand piano. Where the hell am I supposed to put that.
"Harry you didn't."
"Maybe I did...maybe I didn't..you'll just have to see in 5-10 business days." He still has that smirk on his face.
"Harry F*cking Styles you better not have."
"Oh a new middle name?" He asks and I laugh.
"I don't even know your middle name. So it isn't new to me." I say.
He smiles.
"Edward."
"Harry Edward Styles." I smile. "It has a ring to it."
He laughs and rolls his eyes.
"And what's your middle Name Daisy Creeks." He says. I sigh. "Emerald" I say. "Emerald?" He asks. "Ya, my parents were big meth heads. Who knows what they were thinking when they named me." Harry Actually laughs. I love his laugh. I love it so much. His laugh makes me smile. "Ton sourire me rend heureux" I whisper to myself. He smiled. "French?" He asks. I whipped my head up. Sh*t F*ck did he understand me.  "Uh...ya um...I took a class in highschool." Sh***ttttt. He laughs. "I don't know it, I could just tell by they way it sounds. He smiles. Oh thank god. "What did you say?" He asks.
"Mm. Nothin."  I said your smile makes me happy.
"Fine don't tell me then." We get to his house and he starts packing I fall on his bed.
"Harry. Can I ask you something."  He walks out of his closet.
"What's up Bug?" Bug. I like that.
"Why did the band break up."
"One Direction?"
"Ya."
He sighs.
"Kallie."
"What?" I say sitting up. I really wasn't expecting that answer.
"Kallie said she missed me. She said she F*cking missed me." He shakes his head at the thought.
"I..."
"Ya I know."
"Can you tell me about it?"
He laughs.
"What that I was a idiot."
"Harry..."
He turns his head in response
"What happened..."
"Kallie said she missed me, she said that she hated how I was in the band and always traveling, and I believed her. I f*cking believed her lies. Her bullsh*t lies. So I told the band that I had to leave and they just kinda said it wouldn't be the same with out me, so they all went off into their own solo careers."
"What happened...why did you guys break up?"
He laughed.
"She cheated."
"Oh..." I new I shouldn't say sorry. I knew that would be that last thing he wanted to hear. I hav even hurt, I have lost people, and the last thing you ever want to hear is sorry. I stand up and walk up to him. I hug him. He squeezes me right in his arms. I love when he does that.
"Harry..."
"Daisy..."
"I would never purposely hurt you...you know that right..."
he nods.
"Hey Daisy." He parts from our hug.
"Yes Harry."
He moves his hand up to my face and runs his finger along my jawline stopping at my chin. It gave me chills. He smiled. And kissed me. I felt like I was melting. In a good way. I feel this way everytime he kisses me, like a million butterflies and swarming my stomach.
"Hey daisy.." he says our foreheads still touching.
"Yes Harry."
"What's your favorite flower."
"You expect me to choose?"
He smiles.
"Yes. Yes I do."
"Sunflowers. Those are my favorite
He smiles.
"Daisy."
"Harry."
"My eyes want you more than a melody. You know that?"
"You should put that in a song." I say. We're still
Really close. He lets his lips touch mine once again.
"Daisy."
"Harry."
"You taste like mint." I can see his tongue slide across his teeth. I kiss him again.
"You know that feeling you get when you get a tattoo, it's a combination of exitment, and it feels like sparks are going throughout your body." He smiles and nods, kissing me again.
"That's what it's like kissing you."
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I hope you guys are catching my references here.
I just love Harry and Daisy.