serendipity | wroetoshaw

'I like you'

So I would listen to this song while you're reading. It makes it 1000x better for sure. I managed to read it all right as the song ended but I'm a fast reader so, if you think it would take more than 4 mins to read the chapter, I'll indicate when to start it :) Would recommend just winging it tho and playing it now... Trust me hehhehehe.

*Warning tiny bit of snuff involved*

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*Harry's Pov*

Throughout the whole Uber drive, I was thinking of what I was going to say to Lil. I'm not very good at talking in general, nevermind trying to say 'I like you'  to somebody. I climbed out of the Uber and headed for Lil's flat.

I knocked on the door and she immediately opened the door; Lil was wearing blue paper bag jeans and a black crop top. 'Wow,' I breathed.

'Oh shut up and get inside,' she laughed. I stepped inside her apartment and Lillia closed the door behind me.

'So?' Lillia walked towards the kitchen and sat down next to her breakfast table.

'Uh, can we sit down on the sofa?' I asked.

'Oh shit, must be serious then,' she laughed nervously. Lillia and I sat down on the sofa next to each other. We sat there together, silent, while I was trying to find what to say.

'Fuck, well here goes nothing,' I thought to myself. 'Okay so,' I took a deep breath in, 'I just want to say I'm sorry about earlier, I should-'

'Fuck sake, Harry, it's fine seriously, I don't care. Do not tell me this was what was so urgent.' Lillia said while cutting me off.

'I-uh, yeah but-' I stuttered.

'Fuck my life, nah Harry, it's fine. Let's just leave it at that and forget about it, yeah?' Lillia shot up and started to walk away.

'Where are you going?' I asked.

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*Lillia's Pov*

I turned around and replied, 'To stream. I literally ended the stream for this. I didn't stream Saturday because of your stupid fucking party and then I ended the stream today for you, again. It's literally how I earn money.' I turned back around and whispered under my breath, 'fuck sake, it's always me.' It was true. It was always me that ended up in some fucked up situation.

- Play song now if not already :)

I had walked to the door, just about to open the handle before a felt a tight grip on my arm. 'Lillia please, listen to me,' he said.

'What the fuck are you doing? Let go of me!' I shouted. I was furious, 'what the fuck was he doing?' I thought to myself.

'Lillia stop please.' I looked down at my arm as his grip got tighter. He took a step closer, pressing me against the door.

'Harry? What the fuck. Just let me go.' I panic; I start waving my arm, trying to get his grip to loosen.

He places his other hand, underneath my chin, lifting my head up towards him. He had a glint in his eye that I'd never seen before, as he cupped my cheek. My heart rose from my stomach, our lips were so close together, I could feel his warm breath. "Harry..." I whispered.

My whole body tingled; the feel of his frame leaning onto me as he parted his lips, crashing them into mine: soft yet immersive, gentle yet powerful all at the same time. He kissed me gently, carefully, but it wasn't gentleness I wanted, not after last night. I knotted my fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against me. It felt as if time had stopped right there, while we stood against my door, glued to one another. I wrapped my arms around his head, pulling him even closer; his hands moved up and down the length of my back as I wound my fingers through his hair. My heart thrummed in my chest, and I felt my knees growing weak.