"There you go." Harry smiled and brought out a pair of shoes.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Put your foot in it." He said, off topic.

I raised an eyebrow at him and couldn't stop myself from giggling.

"What? You wanted to be cheesy, so, Cinerella. Put your fucking foot in the shoe."

"You wouldn't be a very good prince with that language." I winked and put the foot inside.

It was a sparkly, silver shoe. I adored it, but I had never used it. It was the perfect fit.

"Would they really work with the dress?" I asked.

He was down on his knees, and watched the shoe in the mirror.

"Believe me, I'm good with outfits. And this will be one of the great ones." He said smirking.

"Okay, if you say so." I smiled.

I took off the shoe, and was just about to sit down on the sofa, when Harry grabbed my arm. From being on his knees, to being on his legs again, he stepped down on his knees again.

"What would you do if I proposed to you, right here, and right now?" He asked with a big smile.

"I would say that it was against the rules." I teased.

"Seriously."

Was he serious? I mean, of course he wasn't proposing to me, but was he serious about the question? Was he thinking about doing it? I tried to play cool, but my heart was pounding.

"Well, I would say no." I said, making him look sad.

"Why?"

"Because our children will get tattoos when they are twelve, and they will probably get married when they still are teens." I said.

This was enough for him. He laughed and jumped up on me, making me fall down on the sofa with him on top of me. We both laughed so much it hurted. It was nice, laughing that hard again.
After a few hours spent in my dormitory, Harry said he wanted to show something.

"It's not exactly in the building, to get there, you gotta go a few metres." He said.

I didn't quite understand, but I decided to just follow him. He went through the whole building, and out of a door I'd never been to before.

"You see that building over there?" He said and pointed.

It was not so far away, so I saw it clearly.

"Yeah, what's inside there?"

"You'll see." He smiled.

Again, the dimples appeared deeply. He took my hand, kissed it, and started walking with me. Once we got inside, the warmth hit us, and I realized how cold it was outside. It had happened so fast. One day it was sunny and warm, and now it was cold, and raining. Oh, no! I thought, it was raining! What if it would got worse? Would Tims party even happen?

"Harry, it's raining!" I said and pointed at a window.

"Yeah, I know babe. But we're under a roof, so we won't get wet.."

"Shut up, you know what I mean." I chuckled.

Harry laughed. He picked up steel-ring, with several keys on. One was golden, and he grabbed it. The building we were at, was looking quite similar to the bigger one, only so much smaller. I guess they belonged together. But what was this place? I noticed how there was almost no one here, only a few adults at a desk. We approached to a door, and Harry pushed the key inside.

"Are you ready?" He smiled.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Really?"

"Just open it already!" I laughed.

"You gotta say the secret password." He teased.

God, this was gonna take ages.

"Har-"

"No, please. Just guess."

"Harry is the best." I tried.

"Nah, almost."

"Harry is.."

He nodded, which meant I just needed to continue on that track. But I was lost, I just wanted to get inside. I threw my hands up in the air in desperation.

"Will this give you a clue?" He smirked and brought his hand and placed it softly on my jaw.

He licked his lips, and looked at my mouth and my eyes. Then, slowly, he bent down, and our moths became one. His tongue found its way into my mouth and I followed his slow pace. He tasted amazing, and combinded with his gently movements and his soft lips, he was definitely the best kisser I'd ever been with. If the rest of the boys were as good as him, I was one lucky girl.
He pulled away with a smirk, and with his dark eyes focused on me.

"Harry is.. the best kisser in the world." I whispered.

He nodded. I stood on my toes to give him a last kiss before he opened, but just when my lips slightly touched his, my hand that had been on his for a while, turned the key and pulled away and walked in. He chuckled and closed the door.

"That was hot, and sneaky." He said.

"What is this room?" I asked, ignoring his comment.

"It's the club that I've been talking about."

I looked around, and I immediately understood the theme of it. Cameras.

"Wow, so this is why you were able to hack into the security cameras?" I asked and walked around.

"Yeah. It's pretty boring, actually. But what you learn is sometimes pretty cool, and you know what they say.. Pretty girls loves nerds." He winked.

I laughed.

"Plus, they give you like the best candy ever here."

His eyes suddenly stuck at something, and he walked over to it.

"Come here." He commanded.

He then asked me to stand right in front of him, and to stay still. After a few seconds, he clapped his hands.

"Voila!" He said and led me to a mirror.

On the left side of my shirt, there was a tiny camera. And by tiny, I mean like one centimetre big.

"What?" I asked.

"I have one too, on my coat!" He said and pointed. "It's a project we're doing, so we've been filming for one day now, just to try these cameras out."

"So it's like filming your daily life?" I asked.

"Exactly. And now you have one too." He said with a smile.

"But am I even aloud to have this?"

"Of course you are! And it's a cheesy couple-thing, like you wanted."

I was too flattered, weird enough, to protest. So I nodded.

"Thanks."

"Oh, don't thank me just yet.." He smirked.

"What do you mean?"

"You still have to pick out an outfit with me, and that's gonna take a while.."

"Well, lucky for you, clothes and you are my favourite things in the world, so let's go!" I smiled.

Notes

Hi! I'm so tired now, so I don't have the energy to write more. But still, three chapters.. That's pretty good for a tired and sick girl, lol. Sleep tight, and I'll see you tomorrow when I write a few more chapters! Love, A.

God, I have no questions on my mind. Maybe I'm too tired, haha.

Do you like cheesy Harry or punk Harry more?

Do you think anything will happen tonight at the party? What?