*Aeron's P.O.V*
I woke up to someone snoring softly behind him. I turn around and see Liam.
"Oh my god!" I scream, falling out of the bed.
My shirt caught the post and ripped as I fell.
"What!?" Liam yelled.
Everybody came rushing in.
"What's going on?" Louis asked.
"Uh.. nothing. I just strippe- tripped." I corrected, standing up.
"What happened to your shirt?" Harry asked.
"It got stuck on the bed post when I tried catching myself." I explain.
"Yes, and why are you in Liam's room?" Niall asked.
"Umm. Harry and I had a little fight last night." I say, looking down at my hands.
"Are you alright?" Liam asked from the bed.
"I'm fine." I say.
I walk past them and out to the hallway. I felt a hand wrap around my wrist and I stopped. It was Harry.
"Harry, what do you want?" I ask, trying to hold back tears.
"For you to stop hating me." He replied.
"I don't hate you, I'm just really hurt that you'd continue to lie after I already knew the truth." I say.
"I'm so sorry for hurting you. It's the last thing I want. I love you no matter what happens between us, I'm not going to let you get hurt any longer. If your hurting so am I." Harry admitted.
"I love you too Harry. More than you'll ever know." I add.
"Prove it." He chuckled, cupping my cheek in his hand.
"No problem." I whisper, kissing his neck gently.
I felt him buckle slightly. I laugh against his skin and he moaned lowly. He picked me up by my thighs and I wrapped my legs around him. He kissed my lips passionately. I tugged his hair a little rough. He moaned again.
"Aeron if you don't stop pulling my hair, your going to be in some serious trouble." He said.
"Promise?" I ask, seductively.
I pulled it again and he let out another moan.
"Your in for it now." He says.
"Can't wait." I say, as he carried me to the room.
We all know what happened when that door closed.
*Harry's P.O.V*
I was lying next to Aeron, out of breathe. She was curled up to my chest, I pulled her closer and nuzzled my face into her hair. The smell of apples immediately traveling up my nose.
"Harry, how long have we been together?" Aeron asked randomely.
"Do you want the exact amount of time?" I asked in return.
"Yes." She says.
"Well, Aeron. We've been together 6 months, 4 days, and 7 and a half hours." I reply confidently.
"Have you been happy for that long?"
"Since the time between us started ticking."
"Really?" Aeron asked.
I kissed her hair and pulled her closer to me.
"Really really." I responde.
"I love you too Styles. More than you'll ever know." She says.
After Aeron said what she said, my face turned red and got hot. I hear her snoring softly next to me. As I lay there thinking about her, I realized something. The 6 and a half months we've been together, we still haven't told our parents about each other. I've never been this long without telling my mum and dad about a relationship. What am I going to do? I can't keep it from them. That'll only make them even more upset. Now that I think about I haven't talked to my mum in two months. She's probably worried sick right now. I'm a.horrible son.
