**HARRY'S POV**
I was freaking out. Taylor and Christina were out for more than 30 minutes, and even though Christina's GPS tracker device was turned on, I was still afraid for her. I kept texting her incessantly and the boys found that insanely amusing.
"Yo, bro, get yourself together. The clock isn't gonna go faster," Louis said, patting my back.
"I can't, she's out with Taylor! What is going on?!?!" I started to freak out.
"Harry, she is out with a friend. Her and Taylor are going to be gone for a while. Chill out," Liam said.
"I can't, I really really really can't!" I said. I sent her another text. A few moments later, I got a phone call. She sounded annoyed. She promised to be home in a little while, and hung up. I could almost taste her short temper on my own tongue.
She finally showed up and I ran out to greet her. She waved goodbye to Taylor, and both of them looked happy and like bestfriends.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
Harry was so sweet when we were in the livingroom, but still slightly annoying. He kept rambling on about how worried he was that Taylor and I were going to fight to the death over him. It wasn't like that, Taylor was cool, and I couldn't understand why he was freaking out over me going out. It wasn't like he was my dad or anything, he was just a boy. And despite my happiness about being with him, I did have to start to worry about my school.
We were in the livingroom, discussing degrees, when I brought it up.
"Harry, you know that I have to leave, right?" I said.
"No you don't!" Harry argued back, already fuming over my leaving.
"Do you want to hire a home-schooler for my last year in highschool? Do you want to deal with my griping over homework?" I asked. Nobody else was in the room, so I may as well start talking.
"Yes. In fact, I already talked to your father and he said it was alright with him. Nothing bad will happen, and nothing will tear us apart," Harry looked smug. Despite my bubbliness with the prospect of seeing him everyday, I still pretended to be discontent.
"Harry, I do not want you spending money on me," Please, please please please say it was too late.
"Too late," he laughed, "Already hired a teacher. You're gonna be a genius!"
"And I'm not one now?" I countered, laughing with him.
"You're dating me, so I don't know about your level of intellect," Harry shrugged. I punched him in the shoulder.
"Don't be cheeky, Styles!" I laughed.
"I love you," he whispered, suddenly serious. My heart fluttered at his words, it just wasn't fair how he made my heart race.
"And I love you," I whispered back. He leaned in and gave me a long, passionate kiss. A cough interrupted our "alone" time.
It was Niall, "Hey, uh, this a bad time?" he stuttered.
"Yes, bro, really bad time!" Harry said, glaring Niall down like he'd just shot his grandmother.
"Well, uh, can I borrow a condom, or, uh five?" Niall asked, looking down as if embarrassed.
"Yeah, hold on dear, let me grab a few from my purse," I said and reached for my purse. I grabbed out two boxes and handed them to Niall. Harry raised his eyebrows, "I'm dating you, remember? I never know when I'll need them!"
"You cheeky little devil!" Harry said, and kissed me.
Tonight was going to be a long and interesting night.