It's been two months that me and Harry have been talking and on really surprised that he kept it up. We talked everyday about what was going on and what our day consist of. He did press me about anything and I was starting to feel comfortable talking to him.
The flight attendant just announced that we are getting ready to land and Stephy and I buckle back up. Harry and Zayn flew us over to London for a week to spend time with them. I know that Stephy is excited but I'm more nervous than anything. Spending a week with Harry at his house is driving me insane. Stephy has no problem spending the week at Zayn's house, bed her boyfriend first of all. But Harry and I are... I actually don't know what we are. Friends? I don't know.
We land and see Harry and Zayn waiting for us as soon as we get off. Stephy runs over to Zayn and wraps her arms around his neck as he picks her up hiding his face in her neck. I go over to Harry give him a simple hug that seems to do the trick with the smile that appears on his face. We walk over to baggage claim and get out bags then say out goodbyes. I know I'll see my sister throughout the week in still feeling out a little. I watch her and Zayn walk away hand and I smile.
"Ready Nelson?" Harry asks as he holds out his hand for me to take.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I say as I take his hand and we go to his car getting bombard by paparazzi. He puts my bag in the back of his car and get in.
"Sorry about them," he says as he starts to drive.
"It's okay. It's expected."
"Is it?" He questions.
"Yes."
"Okay," he nods and the rest of the ride is quiet. We pull up to gates and he hits a button in his car that opens the gate. "Gotta have privacy."
"True," I say as I get out and get my bag and follow him inside.
"Would you like the tour now or later?"
"Now," I say a bit to excited. I like houses. I guess that makes me weird. I don't know.
"Okay," he chuckles as he starts to show me around taking me to the living room, the dining room and the kitchen until we go upstairs. I couldn't help but notice that we missed a room.
"Harry? Did we miss a room?"
"Yeah," he smiles. "That's the last room I want to show you," he tells me then goes back to the tour. He shows me four bedrooms and two bathrooms on the second floor. Then the third floor was his whole master bedroom and it was amazing. There's a bed with a siting area looking out the window, great for drinking coffee, a walk-in coffee and a bathroom with a walk-in shower, a tub and two sinks.
"Your house is amazing harry," I tell him still looking around.
"Thanks," he chuckles. "But I saved the best room for last. I know you're gonna love it," he says taking my hand and leading me back downstairs to the mystery room. "I want you to go in first."
Okay," I smile and go into the room to see a room with built in bookshelves full with books all the way to the ceiling. There was a moveable latter so you can get the books on the top and a little sitting area in one of the corners. I'm in awe and in love. This house was perfect before and this just made it even more perfect.
"Do you like it?"
"Like it? I love it!" I smile looking back at him. "Your house. You. Amazing," I smile and hug him.
"Thank you love," he smiles and hugs me back right.
