Hearing those words fall from his lips just broke me down even more. I was getting annoyed with myself for crying, but I've never felt this strong about anyone in my entire life, and to hear him confess his love back to me, made me break down. My vision was blurry, and all I wanted was to be able to see his face, see his expression.

"Baby, please stop crying." His voice was soft in my ear, his hot breath hitting my neck. It sent shivers down my spine, making me hold onto him even tighter. I was completely surprised at how calm he was, and to the fact that he was still standing here, comforting me instead of running from me. When I brought myself to look up at him, he was staring back at me with concern.

"Happy tears, they're happy tears now." I managed to choke out. His face lit up and he broke into a huge grin, as he gently brushed my falling tears away. He gave me a soft kiss before grabbing onto my hand.

"Let's go to dinner." He whispered as he lead me along the boardwalk once more. I intertwined our fingers and took a few deep breaths, finally beginning to see clear. Harry brushed his thumb over the back of my hand, comforting me. I was not expecting this reaction to come out of him. He looked so lost and broken when the words first escaped my lips, and I was sure he was going to leave, but I guess I've learned that he never ceases to surprise me.

"I'm sorry.." I sighed, turning my head to look over at him. His brows were knitted together, his eyes holding confusion. "For being such a drama queen, and.. for saying those words." I mumbled my last part.

"You're not a drama queen. Love is a touchy emotion, and I'm glad you said it." I felt a gentle squeeze on my hand and I couldn't help the smile that made it's way to my lips. I shook my head in amazement and leaned my head against his shoulder, watching as we were soon approaching the double doors.

"You mean so much to me, Harry. Thank you." He gave me a small smile as he opened the door for me. I walked inside and gasped, this place must cost a fortune. I sighed in relief once I remembered we were still dressed semi formal. I felt a tug on my hand and quickly followed behind Harry, as he led us towards a gorgeous booth. There were candles lit and wine glasses filled with fancy napkins. I smiled at the hostess and sat down in the booth, surprised when Harry sat down beside me instead of across from me. He reached his hand behind him and pulled his iPhone and wallet out of his back pocket, placing it on the table. I reached over for a menu and placed it between us, watching as Harry flipped through the pages.

"Do you want to share a bottle of wine?" His eyes were a soft shade of green, filled with so much love. I found myself getting lost in his eyes until I saw his lips turn up into a smirk. I blushed and nodded my head, forcing myself to look through the menu. My mouth watered at the description of the Salmon, but I didn't want to have fish breath. As my eyes were scanning through the pages, I noticed the prices. I gasped, catching Harry's attention. I looked up making sure there were no waiters in sight before leaning into his side.

"Harry, it's really expensive here.." I whispered, watching his face relax once again.

"Don't worry about it." He smiled, giving me a reassuring look. Minutes passed by and I eventually decided on the steak. Harry ordered the Salmon and I had to hide back my laughter. The waiter came back with a tall bottle of wine, filling each of our glasses with the liquid before setting it down onto our table. Normally, people drink their wine classy when they're at a fancy restaurant, but not me. I quickly cleared my glass and helped myself to another, finishing half of it in one huge sip. I felt Harry's eyes on me and I could already picture the smirk that was plastered on his lips. Those lips. I giggled but quickly covered my mouth with my hand, shaking my head in embarrassment. I think the wine is already getting to me. Harry snuck his arm around me, cuddling in closer to my side.

"Mm, I think someone's a little bit drunk." He teased, humour clear in his eyes. God, I loved him so much. It amazed me, I have never fallen this fast for a guy. I smiled and poked his plump lips, ignoring the fact that our waiter was now placing our food in front of us. Harry thanked him and brought his attention back to me, nodding his head towards our filled plates.

"I like your lips." I smiled, feeling the alcohol running through me. I wasn't completely drunk, I was just tipsy and in a very loving mood since I was sat beside the one that I love. God, it feels good to be able to think that without having to push the thought away from my mind. Harry chuckled quietly as he began eating his food. He cut off a bite of his Salmon and brought it up to my lips, smiling at me. After tasting how delicious it was, I was excited to see how good mine was going to be. I picked up my fork and knife and began eating my meal. I did the same to Harry, giving him a bite of my steak. I smiled to myself at how coupleish we were acting. It was nice, different for a change. I found myself watching him as he ate, feeling as if it were just the two of us in this full restaurant. As I watched his every move, I couldn't help but feel thankful as to how I ever got so lucky. I was finishing off my third glass of wine when I felt a warm hand on my bare thigh. I watched as Harry leaned in closer to me, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

"Open your legs." He whispered, his voice soft and low. Before I could think, my tipsy mind was already slightly spreading my legs apart. He smirked to himself as his hand travelled higher underneath my dress. He casually moved my underwear to the side and I heard a low groan come from the back of his throat once his long fingers skimmed across my exposed skin. I kept my eyes on my food, as I slowly cut into another piece of my meat. He drove his two fingers into me, making me drop my cutlery onto my plate with a loud smash. I felt eyes on me and when I turned my gaze to Harry, his eyes were devilish and his smirk only grew bigger. His fingers began to pump in and out of me, burying deep inside of me. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut as his fingers began to curl, his thumb teasing my sensitive spot. I was holding back a moan when I finally realized what was happening. I reached between my legs and grabbed onto his wrist, pulling him away, but he wasn't having it. I couldn't take it any longer, I buried my face in his side and bit down onto his shoulder, letting quiet moans escape my lips. He awkwardly coughed to hide my moans, as he continued to tease me with his fingers. Just as I was feeling the pit in the bottom of my stomach, his fingers were suddenly pulled from me. I groaned and hid my face in his arm as I desperately tried to catch my breath. After a few seconds, I moved my head up to see him smirking proudly, his eyes staring intensively at me. I felt the familiar warmth take over my cheeks and I squeezed my legs shut, picking up my fork and knife to quickly clear off my plate.

"I hate you.." I mumbled under my breath, glaring at Harry. He chuckled and slowly shook his head, leaning in to press a small kiss to my lips.

"You love me." He smirked, finishing off his last bite of salmon. I couldn't help the smile that took over my lips as I lifted his arm up and shifted my body underneath it so I was now cuddling into his side. I brought my gaze back up to him, and watched as his green eyes lit up as I said,

"Yes, yes I do."