The Chase (h.s. au)

Chapter 19

Lauren.

The boys have decided to watch a few of the 007 films, my body curled beside Harry. There are a few other girls here but Niall and Lance are single. I haven't moved much, Harry's head leaning on mine as mine nuzzles into his neck.

"I don't really like these," he whispers in my ear.

"Neither do I," I say, his arm around me tightening.

I look around the room and most of the boys and girls are asleep, my lips leaning up to Harry's ear. "I'm going to pretend I'm sleeping so we can go into your room and be alone," I say, his lips curving.

"Hey, I'm going to take her to the room. I'll see you guys in the morning," he says, the guys understanding. My eyes close and he lifts me up, holding me as he walks to his room. Once he kicks the door shut, I'm set on my feet and he locks the door.

He grabs my hands and presses a small kiss to my lips, my hands letting go of his as we get ready for bed.

"Wait," he says, grabbing my arm. He pulls me to his dresser and pulls a grey shirt out. He pulls it over my head and I smile, his lips curving.

"There. You look stunning," he comments, a cheeky grin on his lips.

"Why thank you," I smile, his hand pressing to the small of my back. My hands rest on his chest and he leaves a kiss to my forehead, my body moving out of his embrace as I walk to my bag. I pull leggings up my legs and walk to his bathroom, brushing my teeth.

"Do you think that we'll be able to talk as much anymore? After this weekend I mean," he asks, my shoulders shrugging. After brushing my teeth, I answer.

"If you try, I'll try. Whenever you text me, I'll text you," I say, his head nodding. He sticks his toothbrush in his mouth and begins brushing his teeth.

"We can't lose the contact," he mumbles, my head nodding.

"Trust me, I know."

Once we finish in the bathroom, we cuddle up in bed and I run my fingers through his hair. I kiss his pouted lips lightly and smile up at him.

"I love you so much," I tell him, meaning my words more than anything.

"I love you more," he says, kissing my forehead after.

After sleeping until the morning, I join my parents at the gala and eat lunch in boredom. These are always so boring and I'm able to leave shortly after I finish.

I run down the steps when I see Harry's car in the road, his lips curving as I come closer. My fingers open the car door and he pulls onto the street, my heart leaping when he hands me a rose.

"I'm missing your birthday so we're celebrating it now," he says, my lips curving.

"My birthday's a month away."

"Exactly."

I laugh and he smiles, my hand setting on his. "You're amazing," I tell him, his dimples prominent.

"So are you," he says, pulling into a small park. He parks and climbs out of the card, running to my side of a door. He opens the door and grabs my hand, the two of us walking around the park together.

"You're older than me," he says, frowning.

"Yes but your strong and bigger so it's not noticeable," I say, the two month gap between us not a large gap.

"I-I just think the man should be older," he says, my hand rubbing his back.

"Do I look older?" I ask, his eyes meeting mine.