Blame It On September
You're So Hypnotyzing
We pulled up to Progressive field about a half hour before the game started. We paid the cab once again and headed to give the man our tickets. Once in a while, a teenage girl recognized Harry and stopped to process what was going on. A few paparazzi showed up to take pictures of us, but we didn't really mind.
"So Harry, she is your girlfriend then?" One of them asked.
"Does this prove it?" He said back. He pulled me in for a kiss. I was shocked at first, but relax after. I could see flashes even with my eyes closed, but I didn't even care. When I was kissing him, it was like nothing else in the world matter. He pulled away and we headed to our seats, stilled followed by paparazzi.
We had seats right by 1st base, but I was kind of scared considering a lot of foul balls go this way. Even though I've played softball for over 15 years, I still felt worried.
I guess someone knew about Harry being here, because they asked him to sing the national anthem. He had to turn it down though since 1. He was from England, and 2. He didn't know it, but he did throw the first pitch. It was funny to watch since baseball wasn't really a big sport in London.
After all that the game then started and I saw my all time favorite player, Grady Sizemore. My cousin and I would always talk about how cute he was and we'd fight over who would marry him.
During the first inning the Indians were up 3-0. We had 2 foul balls hit right to us, but Harry gave them to the little kids sitting behind us. The next two innings the score stayed the same, then they had the kiss cam on. I was kind of hoping they'd pick us, but then again I was hoping they wouldn't. But they did.
There were about 3 other couples before the camera pointed to us. We could hear cheers and people screaming "kiss her!" to Harry. I looked at him and he pulled me in and kissed me. Yup, here come the butterflies. I could kiss him a thousand times, and I'd still feel like a little kid on Christmas. I'm sure the camera was taken off us, but we still kept kissing, not that I was complaining.
The way his soft lips were on mine and the heat of his breath against my lips was magical. We ran out of breath after some time and he pulled away. Today was just a good day.
We continued to watch the game and cheer along. I told Harry a lot about the game since he didn't know much. The Indians ended up winning 5-1, and I was so excited since they weren't the greatest team. Harry called a taxi and we made our way through paparazzi to get to it.
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We got back to the hotel and it was 9:00, so we just watched tv and relaxed. I had my head on Harry's chest and his arms wrapped around me.
"Are you upset we have to leave tomorrow?" He asked me playing with me hair.
"Honestly, yes and no. I couldn't thank you enough for bringing me here and bringing me to my home. You really made today great." I said him kissing his neck.
"I'm glad you're happy. That's all I want to see. If you're happy, I'm happy." The conversation ended there, and we both drifted off to sleep on the couch.
"So Harry, she is your girlfriend then?" One of them asked.
"Does this prove it?" He said back. He pulled me in for a kiss. I was shocked at first, but relax after. I could see flashes even with my eyes closed, but I didn't even care. When I was kissing him, it was like nothing else in the world matter. He pulled away and we headed to our seats, stilled followed by paparazzi.
We had seats right by 1st base, but I was kind of scared considering a lot of foul balls go this way. Even though I've played softball for over 15 years, I still felt worried.
I guess someone knew about Harry being here, because they asked him to sing the national anthem. He had to turn it down though since 1. He was from England, and 2. He didn't know it, but he did throw the first pitch. It was funny to watch since baseball wasn't really a big sport in London.
After all that the game then started and I saw my all time favorite player, Grady Sizemore. My cousin and I would always talk about how cute he was and we'd fight over who would marry him.
During the first inning the Indians were up 3-0. We had 2 foul balls hit right to us, but Harry gave them to the little kids sitting behind us. The next two innings the score stayed the same, then they had the kiss cam on. I was kind of hoping they'd pick us, but then again I was hoping they wouldn't. But they did.
There were about 3 other couples before the camera pointed to us. We could hear cheers and people screaming "kiss her!" to Harry. I looked at him and he pulled me in and kissed me. Yup, here come the butterflies. I could kiss him a thousand times, and I'd still feel like a little kid on Christmas. I'm sure the camera was taken off us, but we still kept kissing, not that I was complaining.
The way his soft lips were on mine and the heat of his breath against my lips was magical. We ran out of breath after some time and he pulled away. Today was just a good day.
We continued to watch the game and cheer along. I told Harry a lot about the game since he didn't know much. The Indians ended up winning 5-1, and I was so excited since they weren't the greatest team. Harry called a taxi and we made our way through paparazzi to get to it.
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We got back to the hotel and it was 9:00, so we just watched tv and relaxed. I had my head on Harry's chest and his arms wrapped around me.
"Are you upset we have to leave tomorrow?" He asked me playing with me hair.
"Honestly, yes and no. I couldn't thank you enough for bringing me here and bringing me to my home. You really made today great." I said him kissing his neck.
"I'm glad you're happy. That's all I want to see. If you're happy, I'm happy." The conversation ended there, and we both drifted off to sleep on the couch.
To be honest, I really miss this story. I understand not updating every week, but please try to update ASAP. Thankss! P.S don't worry, I won't unsubscribe!
12/19/13