*y/n's pov*
"16th September.
Today was a good day. I spent most of my time with Harry. We had breakfast together at a café which I really enjoyed. Later, Niall, Louis and Amelia joined us for bowling. I won. Harry came last and it was cute to see him be a sore loser. Amelia did better than Niall, but he claimed he did it for her so she could be happy. We all know that's a lie. He's just really bad at it. Louis came second, he was not happy with me winning. He blamed it on the ball.
I also noticed Harry looking at me from time to time, I just brushed it off and tried not to think of it too much, but I can't deny that every time he did, i felt a warm feeling spread in my stomach. Every time he touched me, I felt electricity jolt through my body and goosebumps arise on my skin.
Recently i've written about my strong, fast growing feelings for Harry, and I hope to God it's just a phase. Harry is an amazing friend and I can't think of ever risking our friendship. Plus, i'm way out of his league.
He doesn't know I like him, atleast I hope so. He's so different from how I am. He's confident, beautiful, talented, social, outgoing. Everything i'm not. Just to top it off, he's so kind at heart and selfless. It's hard not to like him.
Anyway, after that Louis had to go back home to complete some of his homework which he has been procrastinating on for weeks and Niall and Amelia went together.
I spent a few hours at Harry's place. Speaking of which I think I forgot my hoodie there, I'll have to ask him for it later. He then dropped me off at my place even after I insisted I can walk back, it's hardly a 5 minute walk. He said he didn't want me walking alone when its getting dark.
I always love spending time with Harry, I enjoy every second of it. I don't know how long i'm gonna have to keep hiding these feelings, but i will never be able to confess it to him. I just dont have it in me.
Anyway, i should probably go shower now. I stink."
I keep my diary aside and let out a huff. Feelings are not fun. I rid all thoughts of Harry from my head and go for a relaxing Harry-free shower.
As i'm showering, my mind goes back to my time spent at Harry's house. My favourite part was when we watched a movie, cuddled up on his couch. I wasn't expecting that to be completely honest.
Even though looks a tad bit intimidating on the outside, he's such a ball of sunshine in reality, and I love that about him.
I get out of the shower when I see my fingers turning wrinkly. I wrap my bath robe around myself, humming a song to myself mindlessy and step out of the bathroom.
I jump in my place and let out a scream seeing Harry lying down on my bed, his hands behing his head and his legs dangling off on the edge.
"Harry! What are you doing here? " I ask. He looks at me, and smiles to himself. "You forgot your hoodie. Thought i'd give it back to you." He says, his voice deep and raspy almost making my knees weak. "Oh. Well thank you. I uh, I need to change now." I squeak. I am probably blushing furiously at this point.
He gets up from the bed and slowly strides over to me. "The door's that way." I whisper, looking up at him. He doesn't say anything, he brings his hand up and runs his finger along my jaw and softly rubs his thumb over my lower lip and my breath hitches in my throat.
I want to ask him what he's doing, why he's doing or just step back myself but I am frozen in my place, a million thoughts running through my head. Soon enough I feel his soft lips touch mine and it takes everything in me not to instantly wrap my arms around him and kiss him back.
He kisses me slowly and softly and I slowly begin to kiss him back, earning a low hum from him. He pulls apart just for second to take a breath, our lips making a pop sound in process before he kisses me back again.
We pull apart finally and I look up at him flustered and confused. He just smirks at me and starts walking towards the door.
"I read your diary." He says on his way out.
Well shit.
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