Kathleen

Chapter 8

(Harrys POV)

"Well, then, Kathleen, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked her.

She looked really hesitant. Didn't she like me though? I mean... This is awkward. I squeezed her hand a little to let her know I was still there.

"Kathleen.." I said.

She looked at me.

"Yes."

"Yes what? Yes you'll be my girlfriend?" I asked excitedly.

She nodded her head and smiled. This is going to be great.

(Kat's POV)

My head was telling me no but my heart was telling me yes. I went with my heart. I'm glad I did because I was excited!

The waitress came back with our food.

"This pasta is great." I told him as I twirled a few noodles in my fork.
Harry just looked at me and smiled.

"Yeah. I thought you would like this place." he said.

I smiled. We finished up our food and went back to the car.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked him.

"Two things." he said.

"What are th-" Harry cut me off by placing his lips to mine.

He pulled back and smiled.
"That, was one thing." he said.

I giggled. "What was the other?"

"Ice cream!" he yelled.

"Ice cream?" I repeated.

"Yeah, were going to an ice cream parlor!"

"Oh, alright!" I said excitedly.

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"Harry! Get it off my nose!" I yelled playfully.

"Okay." he leaned over the table and licked the ice cream off my nose.

"Thank you Hazza." I said.

"Anytime babe." he replied.

We finished up our ice creams and went outside. It was quite chilly ,so I tugged at my peacoat, pulling it tighter around me.

Harry put his arm around me.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"A little." I replied. He just smiled and pulled me closer, kissing my cheek.

"Harry.. the car is that way!" I said laughing.

"Yeah, I know." he said ,whipping us around.

"Harry, why did we get ice cream if it's freezing outside?" I asked.

"Because I like ice cream an it reminds me of you." he replied simply. "How?" I asked him.

"Because its so sweet." he said glancing at me with a grin.

"CHEESY!" I screamed, "But I like it."
He smiled as we departed to get in the car.

"Where are we going now?" I asked curiously.

"Well,we could go to my flat, or wherever you want."

"I wanna see the rest of your flat!" I said.

"Okay." he replied with a deep chuckle.

-30 minutes later-

We walked in to Harrys flat.

"I love it." I said twirling, and then landing on the couch. He had given me a full tour. I'd only seem basically the bathroom so far.

Harry sat down beside me.

"What are you doing?" he asked me.

"I don't know." I said whilst turning and snuggling up to him.

He put his arm around me and, flipped on the telly.

He kissed my forehead, and for the first time in weeks I thought about how Matthew would've done that. My stomach started hurting, and my head started spinning. I felt like I was gonna -

I jumped up and ran into the bathroom, at least I hoped it was. Good news, it was the bathroom. It was a bathroom with Louis in it. I don't know what he was doing, but he got out of the way.

I leaned over the toilet and proceeded to get sick. I felt my hair being lifted up, I turned to see Harry holding my hair. He was so sweet. Louis walked in with medicine, a wet rag, and a glass of water.

I got sick for a couple more minutes. I felt a little better afterwords.

"Maybe it was something you ate." Harry said.

"Yeah.. something I ate." I mumbled. He just looked at me.

"Here Kat." Louis said handing me the contents he was carrying. I wiped my face off with the rag. "Thanks Lou." I smiled at him before placing the pill in my mouth and downing some of the water.

"Anytime." he replied.

"Well, I guess I should.." I said trying to get up.

I gasped sharply.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"My stomach just hurts." I replied.

"Maybe you should just stay here.." Harry said slowly.

"Oh no. That's fine. I don't have a room, Dk would be worried if I didn't call her." I said quickly.

"Dk's here.." Louis grinned.

"Where?"

"In my bed." he replied.

"Did you.."

"Er.. No. she just fell asleep there."

"Oh, well I guess I could just stay then."

"Okay. Let me get you some clothes." he said pulling me slowly up off the ground.

We walked into his room and he looked through a drawer and handed me some sweatpants and a plain white tee.

"Thanks." I smiled weakly.

"Anytime." he said turning around.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I just figured you wouldn't want me too see you without clothes."

"Oh. Okay." I laughed, and he let out a chuckle.
"Alright. I'm done." I said.
"You wanna watch a movie?" Harry asked whilst practically dragging me to the couch.
"Yeah." I replied.

"Okay. Finding Nemo's your favorite movie right?" he asked.
"Yeah. How'd you know?"

"Your brother." he said with a smile,while turning it on. He sat down beside me and I knew it was gonna be a good night.