As my slight tipsyness started to fade, I began to feel very insecure as it finally hit me. It's all happening. I'm finally talking to the boy I've been obsessing over all of high school, and not only am I outside alone with him, but he's asking if I want to grab something to eat with him. It just doesn't feel real. I grabbed my phone out of my purse and started to text Audrey, telling her I'll find my own way home. I looked up to see Harry standing above me, waiting. I stood up straight and we both started to walk. It was a very silent walk. Not an awkward silence, just silence. I slowly turned my head to look over at him, seeing him flash a smile as he looked back at me.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing." I shook my head really fast.

He quietly laughed under his breath, as he opened the door to a cute little cafe, for me. I walked in, and quickly walked over to a booth, watching him sit down across from me. I foudn myself looking anywhere but at him, moving my eyes around the restaurant.

"How are you feeling?" He asked in a low voice, knowing that I had a drink back at the party.

"Better thanks, I'm glad we left." I smiled shyly.

"Me too." He replied, closing his menu.

We both ordered a pop, and started talking about anything and everything. It seemed like hours had went by when really it had only been maybe half an hour. I looked up from the table and casually examined Harry's face. Moving my eyes from his, down to his lips. He had a small lip ring on the right side of his bottom lip. He was so attractive it physically hurt me. I brought my eyes back up to his, noticing that he was staring back at me. It was complete silence, other than the quiet music playing in the restaurant. I looked down to see Harry's big hand slide over the table, connecting it with mine. I smiled to myself, taking a sip of my coke. I didn't know what was happening, but I sure liked it.

"Do you have a way of getting home?" He asked.

Shit, I never actually thought this through. I lived too far away to walk, and Audrey and I got dropped off at the party since I knew I was going to be drinking. I slowly shook my head and started to explain how I'll find my way, but he cut me off, asking if I wanted to stay the night. Stay the night, I repeated in my head. At Harry's house. My face turned pink just by thinking of it. He cocked his head to this side, waiting for an answer.

"Are you sure?" I choked.

"It'd be my pleasure." He smirked.

He paid for the pops and stood up, walking me out of the restaurant, never once removing his hand from mine. The two of us walked in silence once again, hand in hand. I followed Harry up the steps of his house, not realizing how close he lived.

Before walking in, I asked again, "Are you sure?"

Harry laughed and closed the door behind me, shaking his head. "It's really not a problem. But if you don't want to, then that's a different story."

I shook my head, slowly removing my aching heels. "I want to." I replied quietly, looking up at him with a smile.

"Well then I'm happy to have you here." He said, walking down a hall and into the kitchen.

I slowly walked behind him, looking around the house. It was cute, it made me feel comfortable and at home. I walked into the kitchen to see Harry making two cups of tea.

He looked over and smiled at me, "It's a bit chilly out, this might help."

He gently slid the mug across the long table, and looked me up and down. I instantly felt insecure, remembering that I was wearing a dress that was probably too short.

"Let's get you into something more comfortable, yeah?" He smirked and began to walk, bringing his mug of tea into a different room. His bedroom.

It took a minute for my feet to know how to move again. I grabbed my cup of tea, trying to stop my heart from beating so fast. Why does he always do that stupid, adorable, mysterious smirk. It's like he's up to no good, but I've grown to realize that he's genuinely a sweet guy. Although tonight was my first time actually speaking to him. I walked into his room to see him tossing an extra pair of his boxers and a tshirt onto his bed, nodding for me to take them. I gave him a shy smile and made my way into the bathroom to change. I stood as I stared at myself in the mirror, shaking my head in disbelief at the fact that I'm staying over night at practically, a strangers house. I didn't know Harry that well, but I did know that I was extremely interested in him. I shook my head and quickly changed. I opened the bathroom door to see Harry standing with his back to me, in just his boxers. My eyes slowly ran down his body, noticing a bunch of tattoos scattered across him.

He turned around to see me in awe, and quietly laughed to himself. "Sorry," He said. "I'll grab a shirt."

He smiled as he threw a clean shirt over his head, pulling it down to cover his bare skin. He made his way to his large bed, patting the space beside him.

"Hope you like scary movies." He said, with the biggest grin on his face.

I walked over and laid myself down beside him, keeping my eyes on the TV, and only the TV. After a couple of scenes, the movie started to get too intense for me, and I wasn't the only one who was noticing myself cringe.

"Hey, you okay?" Harry said, scooting closer to me.

I looked over at him with a pathetic smile, "Yeah.. definietly."

He smiled and reached over for the remote, turning off the TV. "We don't have to watch it, how about you get some rest?" He said, trying to comfort me.

I couldn't stop myself from looking at his lips. They were the perfect shape and I couldn't help the urge to want to feel them against my own. I got brought back to life by hearing Harry's, "Or not."

He had the cutest smile on his face, and I couldn't help but notice his face moving closer to mine. Before I knew what was happening, his lips were on mine. It took me a few seconds to process what was happening.

After a few minutes of my lips moving on his, he finally pulled away and said, "But really, I should have spoken to you a lot earlier than just today."

And with that same smirk of his, he turned on his side and turned off the light, leaving me in complete shock, wanting more.

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