You Should Be With Me (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 82: Romantics (Part 2)

"Wow, you are a great cook!" Nick exclaims, finishing his plate.

"Thanks. I try."

"I've heard you're great a baking as well."

"Oh, have you?"

"Yes, I've heard you make the best apple pie."

"Well you're in luck, cuz that's exactly what I made."

We walked to the kitchen and I pulled the apple pie out from the oven.

"You know what would make this better?"

"Vanilla ice cream on the side?"

"Haha, yes! Perfect!"

I cut a piece of pie and scooped some ice cream for him.

"There you are."

"You're perfect, you know that?"

"Thanks. I have my fault though."

"I doubt it. Tell me one flaw you have."

"Well, for starters, I hate how short I am."

"Yeah, you're right. It does get tiring lifting you up to kiss you," he said teasing.

"Haha, very funny," I said.

He laughed with me, setting his plate down. He lifted me up and I squealed, sitting me on my counter.

"Oh, we have a squealer do we? I wonder what other noises come out of your mouth."

I looked away and blushed at his sexual remark. He turned my chin to face him and planted a kiss on me. It got deeper by the second. His hands going to my thighs. I pulled away and he respected that.

"Why don't we go finish dessert and watch a movie?"

"Agreed."

I put on A Walk To Remember since that was the only movie on t.v. at the moment.

"So you like chick flicks huh?"

"Well I like all movies but romantic movies are more of my thing."

"You know, I've never watched this movie."

"Well get ready to cry Roux, cuz this one sure will."

"Oh boy."

When the scene of Landon and Jamie dancing towards the end of the movie came on, I felt his eyes on me. I looked over to him and smiled.

"That looks like fun," he said.

"What does?"

"Dancing. Although, I'm not much of a dancer."

"Really?"

"Nope."

"Well guess today is the day you're going to be."

"No, no. I'm ok."

"Awe, come on. Do it for me," I said showing him my best puppy eyes.

"Fine, but only cuz you just made me melt with your eyes."

I laughed and blushed. I turned off the t.v. and put on the radio. Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift started playing and I grabbed his hand. I put one of his hands on my waist as I took the other in my hand and placed it up. My other hand was on his arm.

We started swaying back and forth. The lighting in the room was perfect to set the mood.

He said let's get out of this town

Drive out of the city, away from the crowd...

... He's to tall and handsome as hell...

Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress

Staring at the sunset, babe

The song played.

"Alannah. I have to tell you something."

"What is it?"

He paused for a moment. My heart sank. Was it that bad?

"I-uhh-I...," he stammered.

"Nick? Is everything ok?"

He nodded yes.

"What is it? You can tell me anything."

"I love you."

"You what?"

"I love you, Alannah O'Malley."

My heart dropped to my stomach and butterflies burst. The sound of my heart was all I could hear.

"Say something?" Nick said, looking into my eyes.

"I love you too, Nick Roux."