Summer Love

Chapter 15

Hello readers! Another update? Whaaaat! Yeah, sorry, I'm kinda awkward. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter! ❤️

-Victoria xo

Louis' POV

I must be dreaming. Because there's absolutely no way Harry Styles just kissed me. And yet, it felt so real. The way his soft lips brushed against mine, his hand placed on the back of my neck pulling me back in, his hand on mine tugging me closer from his chair. His soft curls twirled in my fingers, the taste of beer on his lips, and especially his hands. On my waist, on my back, brushing my fringe across my forehead. 

It all felt so real. I swear if I wake up in my bed and it's Saturday morning, I'm going to be pissed. I try to take deep breaths to calm myself but I can't help the little seed of doubt in my mind. I can feel someone's warm breath fanning across my face though. And someones' finger tips pressing into my sides every so often and lightly tracing circles on my back. I want to say something but I just can't find the words. 

"Louis," I heard a deep voice mumble. And in that moment I knew it was the real Harry. Harry who was holding me and who's hands were wrapped around me. Harry who I just kissed and Harry who I was now realizing I had such a big crush on. I fluttered my eyes open to look into his bright green irises. "Watcha thinking about?" He asked me quietly. 

"You," I responded quietly. I did not mean to say that out loud but it was my honest answer. I was thinking about Harry. I was thinking about how I just kissed those plump lips of his and how I was sitting in his lap like it was the most normal thing in the world. I was thinking about how what if he thought it was just a dare and if he didn't want to kiss me ever again. What if this was just a one time thing?

Suddenly worry started to fill me but it dissolved into the air as I watched Harry lean in towards me and brush his nose against mine. Eskimo kisses. I internally 'aw'ed at his cuteness. I soon heard his angelic voice asking me, "What about me?" 

"Um, just you I suppose. Everything about you," Everything about us. My brain quietly reminded me. I couldn't look him in the eye when I said that, not wanting him to see the doubt in my eyes. 

I heard an almost inaudible 'aw' before Harry whispered to me, "Want to know what I'm thinking about?" 

"Sure," I replied. 

"I'm thinking about how beautiful and amazing you are," He said quietly while brushing his thumb to lightly brush over my cheekbone. I automatically leaned into his touch but pulled back when I heard a smug voice behind us. 

"Hey lovebirds," Lana said with a cheeky smile. She was shooting some secret glance at Harry and he was smiling right back at her. I'd have to ask him what it was about later. "I just wanted to let you know that it's now eleven and we're not allowed to be here past eleven fifteen," Discreetly I checked my watch and saw that Lana was right and it seemed the past few hours had past by very quickly. I looked back to her and caught the tail end of her sentence before she continued. "...cleaning up. Niall already left and he took Elizabeth home cause she didn't have a ride so it's just me, Cassie, and you two now." I quickly pieced together the picture understanding that Lana was asking us to help clean. I turned to Harry and he was looking up the hill at Cassie who was throwing an empty soda bottle into a plastic trash bag. 

I didn't want to stop being with Harry but I knew it would be rude to say no to helping clean up a mess we partially created. "We'll help," I said in slight disappointed. Hopefully nothing would change over the weekend and Harry would still be friendly to me come Monday.

I slowly stood up from his lap wanting to savor the moment and make it last as long as possible. Once I was standing in front of Harry I offered him my hand up biting my lip nervously as I did so. He happily took it without a second thought and stood up slightly tugging me after him as I was caught off guard by him taking my hand so easily.