As soon as I got home I ran upstairs screaming (happily) and I remembered I have this box that harry made me for my 5 birthday it's in my cupboard somewhere 'Ah there it is'. I opened it the smell of vanilla that he spilled all over it brang back memories, I searched through everything there were a couple of drawings, pens and pictures of us two when we were younger and I realised I was crying I don’t know why but I miss him but I shook it off being reminded the way Liam looked at me even thinking about it gives me goose bumps. Man. I'm tired I start drifting off listening to the Midnight Memories Album.
*Flash Back*
"harry let go" I screamed "No, you can't play with my trains there MINE!" I started crying, I could see Harrys face when I cried he look so guilty man I miss him. He walks over and hugs me "you can play, but.. we have to share ok cookie monster?" I nod and we play.
*Reality*
I woke up and checked the time 3:00am.Fuck. I tried to sleep but it was impossible so I got up and grabbed the cd from yesterday, I read through them and I saw that Liam had put his number on it *SCORE* I wanted to text him but he might be asleep, well might as well try.
Me: Uhh, Hi Liam It's Livvie you gave me your number
Liam: HEYY! yer I did
Me: sorry to wake you but why did you give it to me I mean your number?
Liam: because you looked beautiful
Me: thnx uhh I gtg but I chat later
Liam: night xo
HOLY SHIT I just talked to my man crush #swoon, I quietly laugh to myself and soon enough I'm asleep.
My phone was ringing 'Private' I answered "hello?" my voice cracked at the end "hey c.m its harry I didn’t mean to wake you but I was wondering if I could.. uhh come over?" .what. "yer sure what time?" I swear I could hear him smile "look out your window" .i gasped. I run downstairs thank god my family is on a cruise, I open the door to find my hazzy standing on the porch "come in" he runs his hand through his hair and walks in " wow this is nice" I blush, I don’t know what to do, a light went off in my head " hey hazzy" I call to him and he spins around "I'll show you around" I started walking and I look back. man he looks like a fucking model he follows me and that moment I walked by my room he asked " can I go in here?" I quickly block him "no!" he smirks "and why not, is there things I shouldn’t see?" I giggled and gave up, I mean I couldn’t argue with that puppy eye look he gave me. I slowly opened the door realising my box is on the bed still, shit did.. did I sleep with that? he looks aroundand makes himself comfortable on my bed and he sees the box his eyes widen with suspicion but.. before I could get to it he grabbed it. he went through the contents and I heard him sniffle " c.m, yo..you kept it ,I made this for you" I sat beside him and I replied " yeah i.. I guess I did, do u smell the vanilla. do you remember the time we made mud cakes and we thought it would go well and you spilled it all over the box?" he smiles exposing his amazing dimples "haha I do actually and you almost beat the shit out of me" I playfully hit him "I'm glad you did though.." he looks confused but answers " why?" I look away " because it reminds me of you and how much i…" shit I almost said it those three words he doesn’t want to hear " how much you what?" I'm crying now and I feel his thumb gently glide across my skin to catch the tears that were falling and I looked at him lost in his eyes and then it happened..