Harry’s POV

Aria was asleep in my arms, her face nuzzled against the crook of my neck. I sneakily tried to escape her arms. She rolled over on her side, but stayed asleep. I smiled slightly to myself, pulling the blankets up around her naked body. I walked to the toilet, did my business, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Louis wasn’t home yet, but he’s seen me naked before, all the mates have. I got into the fridge, making a sandwich, and started to eat when the front door swung open. Whispers filled the hall, and Louis and Eleanor stepped into the kitchen, seeing the light on. Eleanor’s brown eyes bulged when she saw my naked body, “Harry! Seriously,” she hissed, turning around.

I grinned cheekily at her, “What, El? No Hi?”

Her hand lifted up, flipping me off, while still staring at the wall, “How’s that?”

I laughed, “Better.”

I continued to eat my sandwich, while Louis stared at me curiously. “What,” I said with a mouth full.

He chuckled and eyed me, “If I didn’t say any better, I’d say you had fun tonight.”

I just smiled and continued eating. Louis turned and whispered in Eleanor’s ear and she nodded and left the kitchen, “Bye El,” I shouted at her.

Louis walked over to me, “You really need to learn how to wear clothes, Haz.”

I laughed, and finished off the rest of my sandwich, “It’s liberating.”

Louis shook his head, “I bet. So, you did, didn’t you?”

The look on my face must have told all, because then he busted out into a grin, “This must be getting pretty serious.”

I shrugged, “It was just sex, Lou. Not like I’m going to marry her tomorrow.”

Louis chuckled and then shook his head, “No, mate. You love her, don’t you?”

I just looked at him and he continued, “You look at her differently than all the others. I knew you liked her and thought she was different, but Harry, you’re fucking different, mate. She makes you happier. I know it’s cheesy to say, but you just glow.”

I looked at Louis and thought about everything he said. I was happier. She made me feel different in so many ways. I was wrong to it was just sex, because it wasn’t. It was more than that. She had me wrapped around her fingers, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. “You don’t think it’s too soon, do you?”

Louis smiled and put a hand on my shoulder, “Nah, mate. Love just happens, especially when you least expect it to. Me and the lads noticed it by the way you looked at her getting into the van the other day. Your whole face just lit up instantly. It was strange. We have never seen you look like that.”

I didn’t know, until now, about how I truly felt. Now that Louis had confronted me, it was obvious. I couldn’t help but feel a little freaked out. I had never felt this way before. Yeah, I had had girlfriends that I would say ‘I love you’ to, but it was more of an ‘I love you as a person’, not an ‘I’m in love with you’, type of thing. Louis noticed how I had frozen, “Harry, you okay?”

I started to lie, but what’s the point? Louis knows me better than that. I began to shake my head, “No. I’m scared.”

He looked confused, “Why?”

I took a deep breath, “For a lot of reasons. I’ve never truly been in love before… And what if she doesn’t feel the same? This all happened so fast.”

Louis looked sympathetic, “Hazza, we all take that chance. Just, don’t tell her yet. Just wait a little longer, if it makes you feel better.”

I nodded, “Thanks mate.”

Louis smiled, “Anytime… I would give you a huge, but… You being naked and all, just really makes this awkward.”

I laughed, “You like it.”

Louis winked, “I’ll never tell.” He turned and left the room and I went back up stairs and got back into bed with Aria, who cuddled up against me instantly. I kissed her on the head and closed my eyes, savoring the moment.


Aria’s POV

I woke up feeling extremely happy. Harry was still asleep, so I snuck from his arms, making my way to the shower. I turned the water on hot, making the room steamy. I relaxed under the hot water, letting my tight muscles unwind. I ran my vanilla shampoo through my hair, and hummed to myself. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this happy. I smiled to myself, thinking of the day before. Needless to say, it was perfect. I jumped, making a squeaking noise when two arms wrapped around my waist. Lips touched my neck and I relaxed a little. “Good morning,” he whispered in my ear.

The water poured over the both of us and I turned around in his arms, to see his curls becoming straight from the water. He leaned down and kissed me lightly. I smiled into the kiss and he tightened his grip. I pulled away, “What are we doing today?”

He looked up at the shower head, thinking. He looked back down at me and smiled, showing his dimples, “Well, you’re supposed to meet Eleanor and Danielle, but I can think of something a little more entertaining.” He developed a devilish smile and I playfully smacked his bare chest. He leaned in and kissed me. I put my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

-A few hours later-

I sat down on the leather couch, wearing dark skinny jeans and a cream, silk top. The top had no sleeves, and it had layered ruffles halfway down the front, with two small, black bows. I wore my favorite pair of black, sequenced Sanuks, showing how short I really was: 5’4. ( http://www.collegefashion.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/holiday-party-outfit-2.jpg )

I started to feel really nervous. I fiddled with my bracelet. Harry sat next to me, kissing my wavy hair. Meeting two girls who I’ve seen pictures of and knowing they are gorgeous, freaks me out. I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans. Harry noticed my nerves, and put his arm around my shoulder, rubbing circles into my shoulder with his thumb. I relaxed at his touch. I heard voices downstairs and then footsteps coming up the stairs. I froze. What if they don’t like me? I wasn’t good with meeting girls I knew were prettier than me. Freaked me out, to be honest.

Liam came up the stairs first, holding hands with a tall, tan girl, with really tight, brown curls. She was wearing black flats, with dark skinny jeans. She wore a plaid cotton, button up shirt with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows. She was stunning. She smiled at me warmly. I stood up and shook her hand. She leaned in to touch cheeks with me, “I’m Danielle. It’s lovely to meet you, Aria.”

I smiled back, “Likewise.” She sat down with Liam, by Harry. Liam smiled at me and waved. I waved back. Louis came up the stairs with his arm around a girls’ waist. She was tall and slender. She wore gold flats, black skinny jeans, and a loose, button up, white shirt. Her hair was parted at the center, sending her bangs to the sides of her face with her curly hair. She smiled, shaking my hand, “I’m Eleanor.”

“Aria,” I smiled back.

“I know,” she winked.

We all sat down, starting the movie. I decided to check Twitter while the new movie previews were playing. It was a mistake… My heart sunk at what I read:

@Ari_Franks how could you steal Harry from me?! Die, bitch.

@Ari_Franks Ugly slut. I hope you get cancer.

So, @Harry_Styles is with @Ari_Franks… won’t last. She just wants attention

Tears filled my eyes. There were some positive ones, but if you read the good ones and then the bad ones, which would stick with you more? I stood up quickly and made my way to the stairs. I went into Harry’s room and sat on the bed. Tears spilled over. I tried to fight them back but my emotions won over. I heard a light knock. I looked up expecting to see Harry, but instead it was Danielle and Eleanor. I quickly wiped the tears away and they came in, sitting beside me. None of said anything for a few moments. I decided to be the first person to break the silence, “How do you do it,” I whispered.

Danielle grabbed my hand and squeezed it, “It’s quite hard at first,” her accent rang through the room, “It makes you question whether any of it is worth it. Sometimes you just want to through in the towel and say screw it, but then I think about just me and Liam and I forget about the rest. Being with Liam is what makes me happy and as long as that feeling is mutual, the rest shouldn’t matter.”

Eleanor put her arm around my shoulder, “Babe, you can’t let what those people say get to you. We all knew once Harry go into a relationship it would be mental for the girl. Danielle is right: you have to decide if it’s worth it. As long as you and Harry are happy, the rest shouldn’t matter. I know it’s easier said than done because what some of them say is just vile,” her face turned to disgust, “It’s easier knowing that the boys are there for you.”

I let their words sink in. I began to put it together piece by piece. If Harry was worth it, then the rest shouldn’t matter. So the question was: Was Harry worth it? I had already answered that. Yes, he most defiantly was. I smiled to these beautiful girls, who were as sweet as could be. I felt foolish for being nervous earlier. “Thank you. Really.”

They both smiled back. Eleanor pulled me to her in a hug, “Anytime, babe. We One Direction girls have to stick together. We are a family after all.”

I laughed lightly, squeezing Danielle’s hand. “I’m just going to say this right now… I thought you guys would hate me.”

Danielle laughed, “Not at all. You make Harry happy, which is hard to do.”

Eleanor nodded, agreeing with Danielle. Then she said, “Not to mention, you’re totally gorgeous. You and Harry make such a cute couple.”

“I don’t know about being gorgeous… You two take the prize in that category.”

Danielle smiled at me, “Sweets, you don’t see yourself clearly.”

Eleanor giggled, “You really don’t. Ready to go watch the movie?”

I nodded and we all stood. They towered over my short body. I really liked these girls. I had never had many girl friends. Suzan was the closest I had to any type of real girl friend, but I hoped that Danielle, Eleanor and I would become closer. We would have to be, since we will see each other quite frequently. They referred to this as being in a family and the thought made me happy. I had never really had a close knit family and I yearned for one so deeply. This could be my break at happiness and I had no plans of giving it up anytime soon.