(Emily's p.o.v.)
We arrived home after a long day of shopping. All the stares from people really made me uncomfortable today but I got through the day. I don't even know if Harry noticed all the stares... He probably didn't because he would be used to it by now. I sit on the couch thinking about all the things that has happened today and I hadn't even noticed Harry was staring at me. "Are you okay Em?" Harry spoke. "Did you notice all the stares today?" I ask. "A little. Don't worry about all of them. No matter what they say or do I will always be there by your side. I promise you that." My heart swelled and my smile was ear to ear.
"You make me happy Styles." I giggle. "I better." He laughed walking over to the couch. He sat down next to me and looked me in the eyes. I can feel my heart beat a million times faster than it should, my hands started sweat a little, and I feel like I am trembling. The perks of having Harry Styles stare into your soul. He leaned in slowly and as our lips connected all my worries disappeared. His soft lips were in sync with mine and I got lost in the kiss.
We disconnect and I stared into his beautiful green eyes. I get so lost in his eyes it takes me minute to realize Harry asked me a question. "What did you say?" I ask snapping out of my gaze. He shakes his head laughing at me. His long curls cover his face and I smile. Everything about this boy is utterly perfect. He looks over to me and smiles.
"Can I try French braiding your hair?" I ask Harry randomly. "Sure why not." He laughs. Harry sits on the floor and I sit behind him; my legs on either side of him. I play around with his hair for a few minutes and then I try French braiding it. Surprisingly, I am able to braid it and it is actually good. "I am actually proud of this." I smile. "Take a picture and let me see." He giggles.
I take a picture and show it to Harry. I put my chin on his shoulder and look at the picture. "Good job babe." He says kissing my cheek. "Thank you Styles." I say proudly. I get up and sit down by Harry and lean my head on his arm. He takes my little hand into his larger one and interlocks them. I smile knowing he is all mine now. I have waited for this day forever secretly.
"I am mad that I never had the guts to ask you out until now." Harry sighs. "Same Styles. What a shame it was." I say dramatically. "Be quiet." he pouts. "You are so cute whe you pout." I say kissing him slightly. He smiles at me and pretends to pout again. I take out my phone and take a picture of him. "So cute. I smile.
I go onto instagram and post the picture in black and white to go with my theme I have going on. I then go on to twitter and tweet the link to my instagram picture and tag Harry in both of them. "The fans will love me for that picture." I say smiling. "I am sure they will." He laughs and kisses me.
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The Story Behind the Airplane Necklace (Harry Styles Fanfic)
FanficA love story of the Airplane necklace Harry Styles used to wear all the time.