Five Lovestories

The night went on. We talked about all kinds of stuff, about our childhood, our family, friends, memories. We also talked about the college, the guys, the city we were in and the amazing food. Basically everything between heaven and earth. And it felt so good, so right. I just really enjoyed this wonderful time with Harry.

"How did you do this?" I said and looked around on the bridge. "I mean, how did you fix this?"

"Well, even since last Saturday I have been planning this. But you blew me off." He winked.

"Okay, Harry. I did not ditch you. I've already told you, my roommate was feeling bad, like really bad, and she was so.."

"Lonely?" Harry guessed.

"Exactly. So I had to stay home with her. Are we clear?"

"Yes, yes, fine. But I did have to call and cancel this, and I almost couldn't get them to fix this again this Saturday."

"Who's them?" I asked.

"The ones who owns that place." Harry said and pointed at a restaurant next to us.

Again, I looked around and admired the beautiful view from the bridge, and also the beautiful environment. What a perfect end of a perfect day. Harry ate the last straw of spaghetti in hiw bowl, then he took his napkin and grinned while he wiped off the tomatosauce on his chin. Suddenly, his hand dived down his bag and out of it, a wrapped up package came out. Of course! The cupcakes! He took out all of them and put them on an empty plate.

"Bon appétit." He smired and took a bite on one of the cupcakes.

"Hey! I made these too, so bon appétit right back at ya!" I giggled and took a bite.

They were delicious, the cupcakes almost melted in our mouths as we ate one after one. Without even knowing it, we had talked and eaten so much that we found ourself realizing - all the cupcakes were gone. We both sighed.

"Well, I'm kind of full anyways." He said and stroked his belly.

I laughed.

"Yeah me too."

Then I looked at him. And yes, it suddenly hit me. I wanted this to be a date. He had been perfect and nice, and everything I looked for in a guy, all along. I had just been to busy to fit in to the new college and busy with Bim. But he had always been there, right in front of me. I was now staring at his big, green eyes and his pink, lips. And I realized, when I got home, I didn't wanna call this whole day just a fun day with a friend. Because even though I hadn't known Harry for that long.. this was definitely the most perfect date I had ever been to. And the best part was that I knew he wanted it to be that way too.

"What's on your mind, babe?" He said.

You.

"Nothing." I smiled. "Just how perfect it is here."

Then I stood up, and walked over to the edge of the small bridge. We were really high in the air, it was so cool. I leaned out and felt the early autumn breeze play with my hair and tickle my face. I slightly giggled.

"What's so funny?" I suddenly heard behind me.

Harry held his hands on my hips, and leaned his head close to my hair. Then he stepped aside so he was beside me, leaning on his elbows on the stone-edge.

"You smell amazing, did I tell you that?"

I blushed.

"Maybe."

He took a step closer. I didn't feel threatened, or scared. You aren't the only one who smells good tonight, Styles, I thought and licked my lips.

"Tell me more about you." He whispered.

I giggled.

"I've seriously told you everything about me."

"No, not your deepest secret or a confession.. Or the happiest moment in your life. You also haven't told me three turn ons and one talent of yours." He smirked.

I stared at his chest, and my eyes wandered up towards his intense face. It felt like we were in the club again. No idea what we were doing, and not caring.

"Well, I can tell you a secret.. I have done drugs." I said quiet.

"Wow, really?" Harry said with a grin on his face. "I could never imagine that!"

"I know.. And I haven't told my parents, and I don't want you to tell anyone, okay?"

"Ooh, our own little secret.." Harry smiled.

I nudged his chest.

"Stop it! I'm serious."

"Fine. Tell me a confession."

I thought for a while, but then I lit up.

"I love shoes. It can get too much sometimes.."

Both Harry and I giggled.

"The happiest moment of your life?" He asked.

That one was obvious.

"When I graduated."

Harry bursted out in a laugh.

"Of course.. We all wanna get out of there, right?"

"No, it wasn't about that." I smiled and Harry stopped laughing. "It was about the day after. My best guyfriend had bought a car, and with some friends we jumped in and drove."

"Where?" Harry said low.

"No where. Everywhere. We litterally just went where the rode took us. It was wonderful, becuase I had never done anything like that. Just drive wherever you want with no worries and with music pounding on the highest." I winked.

"So.. Tell me three turn ons."

"That one is easy. Number one, when a guy bite his lip."

Instantly, Harry bit his lip, making me laugh.

"Number two, when he smells good. And number three, big hands."

Harry looked down at his own, and smirked. We both knew they were huge.

"A talent?" He whispered.

"I can belly-dance."

His eyes grew bigger.

"Show me." He obanded. "You gotta show me."

I smirked. And I once again got the feeling that we were in the club, I was acting weird and not myself. But I loved every second with Harry, so it was worth it. So I slowly rolled up my shirt and took a step back so he could see. Then my belly started to dance, and I saw how Harrys eyes grew even bigger, which was almost impossible. My belly looked like waves on the sea, and Harry followed every single move. When I was finished, he clapped his hands and I suddenly realized something. His eyes were incredible dark.


"Harry, keep your voice down!" I giggled quiet.

Harry kept laughing. We were back at the college, more precisely outside my door.

"I'm serious, we're going to wake everyone up.." I kept giggling.

"Okay, fine.." He whispered.

Suddeny I found both of us up against the wall, with me leaning against the wall and with him in front of me. We stopped giggling. All I now could hear was Harrys slow and heavy breathing. My feelings for him rushed in front of my eyes, almost blinding me with stars and images. My heart started to pump hard and my legs were shaking. This amazing feeling just flowed down my body, making me smile and feel the greatest happiness. But my mouth was stupid.

"I should go in." I whispered.

I waited for his response. He just nodded, and looked down at the floor. But then it happened. I walked past him and was just about to open my door when Harry grabbed my waist and dragged me back to the wall, grinding against me so I was trapped. My breaths was fast and short, but I was enjoying Harrys desperate act. He stroke my cheek and all over again I inhaled his incredible smell. Then he breathed slowly in my face before he lifted up my chin and leaned in for the most gentle and perfect kiss ever.

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