I lay on my bed texting back and forth with Luke as I get a text from Harry.

"Come out?" It says.

I crawl out of my bed and look out of my window. I spot Harry leaning against a car. It's not his Range Rover in which we drove earlier.

"Why?" I ask. I watch him pulling out his phone. God! Why must he be so perfect?

"I want to hang out. Pleaaaaase." i watch him for awhile until I feel like a creeper. I want to smell his scent so bad. I close my eyes. My phone buzzes again.

"stop watching you creeper! :P Come out!" I read. I feel my cheeks blush slightly. I quickly put on my white Convers. I haven't changed since our dinner outside of Holmes Chapel.
I close the door carefully, making sure that no one wakes up since it's already past midnight.
"Nice car." I let Harry know. "It's the new Audi Coupe." he boasts while stroaking the grey paint of his car. He opens the door for me. I sit down and wait for Harry to get in the car.
He starts the engine and for a second I think the whole neighborhood is now awake. "So, where's Rose?" I ask. Harry shrugs "I guess chewing bubblegum somewhere." He jokes. I laugh at his comment. "Where are we going?" , "To my place, if you want?" he looks at me. "Sure." I shrug.
Harry goes way over the speed limit. "Be careful!" I squeak. Harry laughs but goes slower. "Thanks."


"I like your shoes." I say as we walk past a good amount of shoes. "Especially, these boots right? Since you puked on them." Harry laughs. "I'm sorry." my face burns and I know I look like a tomato. "Aww, don't blush! You're adorable." Harry says and pulls me in for a hug. I inhale his fragrence. "You smell good." the words just slip out of my mouth. I feel Harrys chest shaling as he chuckles "You do aswell." he whispers. I don't want this moment to end. Ever. "Let's go to my room and watch a film?" Harry suggests. I nod and follow him into his room. Harry turns on the TV and walks to his dresser. He pulls out a white shirt and grey sweatpants. He pulls his worn shirt over his head. He is a god. His tattoos compliment his perfect shaped body. I quickly look away as he pulls down his pants. I guess he noticed since I heard him laugh quietly. "Do you need something more comfortable?" Harry asks. "No, I'm fine. Thanks." I lie and gave him a weak smile. "No, I don't believe that this dress is really comfortable." He replies and gets me a shirt and another pair of his sweatpants. "Thanks." I mumble. Where am I suppose to change?Harry doesn't make any affort to leave the room or turn around so I could change. He lays down on the bed and watches what ever show is on right now. I got off the bed. I don#t even think he has any interest in seeing me in my underwear, so I unzip my dress and let it fall to the ground. i turn around to grap the clothes Harry gave me from the bed. "You're beautiful, Tara." Harry whispers. I look at him and he quickly looks away. I don't think I was supposed to hear that. I quickly change and lay on the bed with him. I covered myself with the blanket, feeling tiredness coming over me.

Notes

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