She's Not Afraid
Chapter 28
Charlotte's POV:
Harry smirked at me, “Please, Charlotte, we are in public.”
I shook my head and laughed, “Ew! Harry!”
The rest of the night went fine, nothing out of the ordinary. We talked about where we thought we would be in ten years, fifteen years, twenty years. Other things like that.
The truth was, I had no idea where I thought I was going to be in two days, never mind ten years. Harry paid for dinner, and we made our way back to the car.
He opened the door for me and went into the driver’s seat, “Harry, it’s only nine, what are we going to do?”
“I was thinking that we could go just go around town you know, just see where the night it takes us, if you don't want to then that's fine, we can just go back home."
“That sounds perfect.” I assured him. He was getting nervous and was starting to ramble on.
“Great.” He smiled back at me and started to drive.
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The car ride was silent, I was a bit anxious to be honest, I had no idea, what he had in mind for the rest of tonight. I shouldn't be though.. should I? I think I just need to calm down.
“Char?” Harry’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“We’re here, and you weren't moving.” He had a smirk on his face.
“Sorry, I was zoning out.”
“What were you thinking about?” He asked as he got out of the car. I got out of the car.
“Just everything.”
“Louis?”
I shook my head, “No way.”
“Are you sure?” He asked
“Positive, I like you.”
We approach a very tall building, as I look up, harry says "Come on, I want to show you something."
We take the elevator up to the 68th floor, it seems like the entire building is empty. As we exit harry grabs my hand smiling, When I stepped out onto the viewing deck I approached the glass wall, that surrounded us on all sides.
I was met by an overwhelming feeling of wonderment. My mouth gaped open as I gazed out at the most stunning view of my city I had ever seen.(AN: if your wondering were they are, its called 'the shard', if you don't know what that is search it on Google.)
It's breath taking, seeing London from this far up, it really makes me appreciate its beauty. Suddenly harry slides a window open, I shriek stepping back, the cold air blowing threw my hair.
Harry stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. his presence making me shiver slightly, "It's Beautiful, way up here isn't it?" His voice is soothing and calm. I close my eyes, taking a deep breathe, before replying. "Yea, it is."
We stay quiet, as moments pass, absorbing the Incredible view. It was a bit overwhelming thinking about being this high up, this viewing platform was dizzying, but I was able to manage.
He turned me around and pulled me close to him and pushed my hair out of my face. Before I knew it his warm soft lips were pressed against mine. It was different than last time. There was no urgency in this kiss. It felt like time had stopped. All that mattered was Harry and I.
We broke away breathless and his hand remained on my cheek. Nothing could describe this feeling roaming through my body and captivating every thought and feeling in me.
I had wanted this- I never knew I truly did, but this feeling could not compare to anything I ever felt before. I was happy, I was very happy. but there was one negative thing in my mind now.
Where does this leave us now?
"Are you ever going to ask me to be your girlfriend?"
Harry's face is priceless, charming smile replaced by wide eyes and a slightly nervous expression. I simply raise my eyebrows, arms still locked behind his neck. He swallows and blinks a few times.
"I umm..well, it was- I was waiting. I wanted to be- to have the good moment. The right time, I mean..." Harry closes his eyes and I have to bite my lip so I don't laugh out loud at him. "Fuck."
"You're so cute when you're nervous," I whisper. He smiles a slightly exasperated one and I peck his lips.
"It's your fault," he mutters. He opens his eyes again and sighs. "This is the twenty-first
century, you know. You could have asked me." I roll my eyes and he laughs. "Kidding."
"Harry, will you be my girlfriend?" I tease. He laughs and shakes his head, kissing me once more. I place one hand against the back of his head, and he sighs against my lips.
"No," he whispers. "But will you be mine?"
My mind roams unexpectedly to the moment that Louis asked me to be his... But things are changing quickly now, sometimes too fast for my heart to keep up. I almost hesitated my response, but I guess I was too 'In the moment', to think rationally about this. I let my heart speak for once, not my stupid continence.
A giddy smile spreads on my lips as I nod my head, mumbling yes a few times between kisses. Harry lifts me off the floor and spins me around, and in the dress and with the perfect boy in my arms it almost feels like a fairy tale, lets just hope this one has a happy ending.
Harry smirked at me, “Please, Charlotte, we are in public.”
I shook my head and laughed, “Ew! Harry!”
The rest of the night went fine, nothing out of the ordinary. We talked about where we thought we would be in ten years, fifteen years, twenty years. Other things like that.
The truth was, I had no idea where I thought I was going to be in two days, never mind ten years. Harry paid for dinner, and we made our way back to the car.
He opened the door for me and went into the driver’s seat, “Harry, it’s only nine, what are we going to do?”
“I was thinking that we could go just go around town you know, just see where the night it takes us, if you don't want to then that's fine, we can just go back home."
“That sounds perfect.” I assured him. He was getting nervous and was starting to ramble on.
“Great.” He smiled back at me and started to drive.
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The car ride was silent, I was a bit anxious to be honest, I had no idea, what he had in mind for the rest of tonight. I shouldn't be though.. should I? I think I just need to calm down.
“Char?” Harry’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“We’re here, and you weren't moving.” He had a smirk on his face.
“Sorry, I was zoning out.”
“What were you thinking about?” He asked as he got out of the car. I got out of the car.
“Just everything.”
“Louis?”
I shook my head, “No way.”
“Are you sure?” He asked
“Positive, I like you.”
We approach a very tall building, as I look up, harry says "Come on, I want to show you something."
We take the elevator up to the 68th floor, it seems like the entire building is empty. As we exit harry grabs my hand smiling, When I stepped out onto the viewing deck I approached the glass wall, that surrounded us on all sides.
I was met by an overwhelming feeling of wonderment. My mouth gaped open as I gazed out at the most stunning view of my city I had ever seen.(AN: if your wondering were they are, its called 'the shard', if you don't know what that is search it on Google.)
It's breath taking, seeing London from this far up, it really makes me appreciate its beauty. Suddenly harry slides a window open, I shriek stepping back, the cold air blowing threw my hair.
Harry stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. his presence making me shiver slightly, "It's Beautiful, way up here isn't it?" His voice is soothing and calm. I close my eyes, taking a deep breathe, before replying. "Yea, it is."
We stay quiet, as moments pass, absorbing the Incredible view. It was a bit overwhelming thinking about being this high up, this viewing platform was dizzying, but I was able to manage.
He turned me around and pulled me close to him and pushed my hair out of my face. Before I knew it his warm soft lips were pressed against mine. It was different than last time. There was no urgency in this kiss. It felt like time had stopped. All that mattered was Harry and I.
We broke away breathless and his hand remained on my cheek. Nothing could describe this feeling roaming through my body and captivating every thought and feeling in me.
I had wanted this- I never knew I truly did, but this feeling could not compare to anything I ever felt before. I was happy, I was very happy. but there was one negative thing in my mind now.
Where does this leave us now?
"Are you ever going to ask me to be your girlfriend?"
Harry's face is priceless, charming smile replaced by wide eyes and a slightly nervous expression. I simply raise my eyebrows, arms still locked behind his neck. He swallows and blinks a few times.
"I umm..well, it was- I was waiting. I wanted to be- to have the good moment. The right time, I mean..." Harry closes his eyes and I have to bite my lip so I don't laugh out loud at him. "Fuck."
"You're so cute when you're nervous," I whisper. He smiles a slightly exasperated one and I peck his lips.
"It's your fault," he mutters. He opens his eyes again and sighs. "This is the twenty-first
century, you know. You could have asked me." I roll my eyes and he laughs. "Kidding."
"Harry, will you be my girlfriend?" I tease. He laughs and shakes his head, kissing me once more. I place one hand against the back of his head, and he sighs against my lips.
"No," he whispers. "But will you be mine?"
My mind roams unexpectedly to the moment that Louis asked me to be his... But things are changing quickly now, sometimes too fast for my heart to keep up. I almost hesitated my response, but I guess I was too 'In the moment', to think rationally about this. I let my heart speak for once, not my stupid continence.
A giddy smile spreads on my lips as I nod my head, mumbling yes a few times between kisses. Harry lifts me off the floor and spins me around, and in the dress and with the perfect boy in my arms it almost feels like a fairy tale, lets just hope this one has a happy ending.
Notes
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