The Year I Stripped For 5 Boys (one direction fan fiction)

Chapter 10

On Friday I get completely ready.

I straighten my hair. Put on a pocket shirt with cardigan and some jeans and toms.

At 6:00 Harry knocks on our door and Rya squels making me laugh super hard.

I answer the door and Harry is in a black shirt with khaki coloured jeans. He looks handsome. But I'm not sure if he actually feels any way for me.

"Wow you look beautiful" Harry says handing me a yellow orchard. "Thank you" I say putting the flower in my hair.

"So what are we doing tonight?" I ask him as we start walking towards his room. "You will have to wait and see" he says.

When we step into his dorm the lights are off and the room is lit by candles. In the centre of the room is a table with chairs and table setup.

"Wow" I say looking around the room.

He sits me in my chair and brings over pasta in a crock pot. He puts some on my plate and fills my glass with champagne which I don't know where he got it.

"Smells great Harry! How did you cook it?" I ask taking a bite "teachers lounge during classes" he says taking a few bites himself.

"So tell me about yourself" he says taking a sip of the champagne.

"Um. I'm an only child and I lived in Seattle. My mothers an CEO and my fathers a lawyer. I have a crazy obsession for books and Coldplay. And that's pretty much it" I say smiling afterwards.

"What's your favourite movie?" He asks "the notebook" I say taking another bite. "Favourite food" I ask him "fish and chips" he says smiling. "Tell me your story" I ask him

"I'm an only child. My mother is a accountant. My father I haven't seen since I was 5. I love books as well. I grew up in England. And I love Nirvana" he says taking a sip.

After dinner I think I have laughed as much as I ever could. Harry is a great guy but like Rya said, he's never liked anyone.

After dinner he clears the table and folds it up.

I sit down on his bed and he brings over a bowl of bowl of pop corn and sets his laptop up on a table and projects the movie on to his roommates wall.

He clicks on the notebook on Netflix. Go figure.

"We don't have to watch this" I tell him as he sits down "no it's ok you like this movie so this is what we will watch" he says and the movie starts.

During the movie I laugh, I cry, and I get super angry. But through it all it is still my favourite movie.

During the movie Harry snakes his arm around my shoulder and I shift uncomfortably. He notices it and takes his arm back "sorry" he whispers. I see embarrassment in his face so i apologize and move next to him so we are hip to hip. He puts his arm around me again and I lean my head on his getting sleepy.

I look up at him and he looks down at me and smiles. Are we friends? What is this?

He I look up again to see if he's enjoying the movie and he takes my chin and lifts it up. He looks into my eyes and leans in.

When our lips meet he takes my head in his hand.

He pushes me down against the bed and I wrap my hands around his arms and he sticks his tongue in my mouth and slides it around my cheeks warming my insides.

Keys jingle at the door and we both jump up "ay" Zayn says stepping in the room. He notices our heated faces and probably assumes we had sex.

I don't think I will ever have sex. I mean with Harry.

We step outside and I fix my hair once more "I had fun tonight. Thank you" I say smiling "me too". This is my chance right now to find out how he feels or if he's just a fuck boy.

I place my hands on his chest and lean up and kiss him.

He grabs my face and kisses me harder.

"Campus police! Please go to your rooms!" A man says coming towards us shining a flashlight.

I laugh and walk away.

He's not a fuckboy.