“Stop asking and just come on.” I groaned frustrated.

Harry hadn’t stopped asking where we were going since we left the apartment. I had chosen a smaller restaurant to take him to tonight. I rented out a private room just for us. I didn’t want anyone to cause distractions for us tonight. It was all about Harry and only Harry.

He didn’t understand the fuss over turning 21 America because he’d been drinking for 3 years now legally in England. Regardless of the age he was turning, I would have taken him out anyways.

We finally got to the restaurant and were greeted wonderfully. I frequented the place so they knew me pretty well. It didn’t hurt that Harry was himself either.

“Ah! Spencer! So glad to see you!” the front hostess, Chanel greeted me. “And you must be the charming man that has swept her away!”

Chanel and I knew each other in high school but parted ways after graduated. I found out a few months ago that she had moved into the city for school and was working here. We’d make polite conversation when I came in.

“Hello, I’m Harry.” he smiled, extending his hand.

She gladly shook it. “And I hear it’s your birthday so happy birthday! Drinks are on us tonight!”

“Oh thank you, you really don’t have to do that.” He smiled, he never liked it when things were free.

“It’s our pleasure. Follow me.”

She led us to the room I had reserved and Harry’s mouth fell open. Secret is, I didn’t even go to work that day. I had come to the restaurant and set everything up with the help of the manager. They willingly offered to take it all down for me so I would be able to leave with Harry.

I had strung Christmas lights from the ceiling, letting them fall straight down against the back wall. I had roses and candles, everything you name it, I had it. The lights continued onto the ceiling and around the room. It was a perfect little romantic getaway, without getting away.

Little did Harry know, Kasi and Ana had agreed to go over to our apartment while we were here and do the same thing. They were tossing rose pedals from the front door to the bedroom, lighting candles all over the place and putting champagne in buckets of ice for us. They were making sure everything was perfect. I know that’s usually something guys did for girls, but we were an odd couple. I knew he’d appreciate it and I knew it would make everything extra special.

“Wow, this is beautiful.” Harry smiled as Chanel shut the door behind us. We had complete privacy, no one could see in and we couldn’t see out.

“It’s all for you babe.” I smirked.

“You did this?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, I came this morning.” I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me.

“I love you Spencer Delaney.” He pressed his lips against mine.

“I love you.” I said, pulling away to sit down. “I had a few meals pre-ordered so it’d be ready for when we got here. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Mind? Spencer, you’ve gone so far out of your way to make me happy tonight. I love you.” he said again.

“I know, I love you.” I smiled, leaning over to kiss him. He pulled my head closer to his, deepening the kiss. “Harry, save that for later!” I swatted his chest.

A few minutes later two waiters came in with a tray of food and a few bottles of wine, champagne and a couple beers. There was so much. I couldn’t even imagine where we’d start.

“Have I mentioned I love you?” Harry chuckled looking over me.

“Once or twice maybe.” I smirked.


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“Babe, I’m so full, do we have to walk?” Harry groaned as I drug him down the street.

“Yes we have to!” I rolled my eyes.

We were strolling down the beautiful streets of New York City, hand in hand. We never got to do this much but tonight I was taking the chance. I was hoping no one would recognize us and let us be. I knew Harry had always wanted to see Times Square from a tourist point of view. He only ever got to drive through it, he had told me once. So I was taking him. I knew he hated crowds and the possibility of getting seen but screw him! It was his birthday!

“Why are we going towards….” He trailed, looking down at me. “Spencer, come on!”

“You’ve always wanted to go! We’re going!” I smiled up at him, squeezing his hand tighter.

“You’re the best girlfriend anyone could ask for.” He placed a kiss on my temple.

We finished the few blocks we had left in silence. Harry had a huge smile on his face the entire way. He was a little tipsy from the restaurant. I let him drink as much as he wanted. I didn’t care, I knew he was happy.

We rounded the final corner of buildings and Harry just stopped.

“We’re doing it.” He smiled over at me.

“Yes, we’re doing it. Let’s go!” I smiled as we crossed the street into the middle.

It was nearly 11 at night but it was still as busy as ever. I watched Harry as he took in his surroundings. He was smiling like a child on Christmas. He spun around looking every which way.

“I’ve never seen it like this before. It’s always a blur.” He gripped my hand. “Can I be a tourist?”

“Yes!” I giggled at his childishness.

“OH where do I start?” he looked around. “That’s the ball for New Years, that’s a huge ass Hershey store, that’s my face scrolling on that billboard advertising tour, that’s a hotdog vendor, and that’s my beautiful girlfriend.” He stopped when he finally got back to me. “You know I love you.”

“You know I love you.” I smiled, reaching a hand up to cup his face. “I really love you, so much.”

“Baby, today has been perfect. Start to finish.” He smiled.

“Your birthday isn’t over yet.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “I have a couple presents at the house still.”

“I love presents. Can we walk around more first?” he asked, wide eyed.

“We can do whatever you want, silly!” I slapped his chest.

“I want to buy an ‘I heart NY’ shirt.” He chuckled.

“You realize you live in New York half of the time? Right?” I rolled my eyes.

“YES BUT I WANT ONE!” he pouted.

“Fine, let’s go find a store.” I smiled.

“Let’s take a picture first. I want to remember this moment forever.” He smiled, fishing his phone out of his back pocket. He held his phone up, angling it so we’d both fit with him being so much taller. He took the picture and smiled. “I like this one, but I’d much rather have one of me and my girlfriend kissing.” He winked. “Let me ask someone to take it.”

“Harry, be careful.” I looked at him like he was crazy. He must really be drunk.

We stopped an older couple walking past us with a smile. “Excuse us, we’re here on holiday and we were wondering if it would be too much trouble for you to take our picture?”

“Oh no problem!” the lady smiled at him. He handed her the phone, showing her what to push, said something I couldn’t hear and returned to my side. He placed a hand on each side of my face bringing his lips down on mine. I smiled in surprise but melted into the kiss. My hands found his hips and held him as close as I could. Harry pulled away smiling successfully. He looked at the picture, smile increasing. “It’s perfect thank you.”

The couple continued walking as Harry showed me the picture. The lady not only took one of us kissing but also got the moment right before. Harry was leaning into me and I was smiling up at him with bright, big eyes. I felt my eyes begin to water at the sight. In that moment, whether it was because I just loved Harry in general, or because I realized that he was mine forever, I couldn’t hold the emotion back. I tried to blink back the tears but I just couldn’t.

“Babe are you okay?” Harry looked at me concerned.

“Yeah, I’m just so happy.” I smiled.

“I’m always happy with you.” he kissed me again.

“I swear I’m the luckiest girl in the world.” I interlocked our fingers.

“So about those presents?” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“Yes, t-shirt then home. Let’s go.” I smiled, searching for a souvenir shop.

He may be weird sometimes, but he was my weirdo and I loved him.



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(Harry POV)

I slammed Spencer against the door as soon as it was closed. I wanted her. No. I needed her. She had made me the happiest person alive tonight. Everything was so perfect. Our apartment had been turned into some sort of romantic getaway. I’d never know how she did it all.

“Babe, this is so hot. You’re so hot.” I mumbled against her mouth.

“It’s all for you.” she got out in between kisses.

I shrugged her coat off for her, removing mine as well. I tossed them somewhere on the floor not really caring. We broke apart for air for a couple seconds before I picked her up. She instinctly wrapped her legs around me as I carried her towards the bedroom. She pulled back.

“Wait, I have presents.” She said.

“This can be my present.” I mumbled, my lips against her neck.

“No! Come on! Let me give you the others first then we can have wild crazy birthday sex all night long!”

“Fine, let’s go!” I said, putting her down.

“Meet you in the living room.” She pecked my lips, heading towards our bedroom.

I reluctantly headed in and plopped onto the couch. I kicked my shoes off, tossing them towards the door. I took in our apartment. It looked like something straight out of a movie. There were candles lit everywhere, rose pedals littering the floor and Christmas lights, just like in the restaurant, hung in various places. I swear she had little elves running around doing things for her. There was no way she could have done this alone. Obviously, I was with her all night. I watched as she came bounding into the living room, grinning from ear to ear.

“Hey babe.” She smiled sitting down, two presents in hand. She placed a quick kiss on my cheek before handing me the packages.

“Which one first?” I asked.

“That one.” She pointed to the silver box.

I slowly ripped off the wrapping paper, discarding it to the floor. I opened the gift box and chuckled. It was a full box of new head wraps.

“You’re such a dork.” I laughed, looking at her.

“You need new ones babe.” She smiled. I leaned over placing my lips to hers.

“I love all of them.” I smiled, placing them back into the box. I picked up the blue wrapped box and opened it slowly. I was confused at first. There was an envelope inside of it. I opened it and watched as two papers fell into my lap. I picked up the first one. It was an itinerary for a flight to England. “What’s this?”

“I know you miss your family and I know tour starts in a couple months. I know you’ll procrastinate to go back so I made the decision for you to go. I got myself a ticket too, I just can’t stay as long.” She smiled brightly.

“Wow, I love you so much sometimes it hurts.” I said, pulling her as close as I could to me. I kissed her hard, letting her know just how much. I moved my hand from the paper to the back of her head, braiding my fingers through her hair. I bit her lower lip, causing her to pull back.

“One more, come on!” she smiled.

“Fine.” I groaned. I looked at the second paper that had come out of the envelope. It was another trip itinerary. This time to Paris, also before the tour started. “Baby.”

“Well you see, I remember you saying Paris was a trip for another time when we went to Martinique. I checked out the tour and I can’t come to Paris when you’re there, so I made our own vacation. It’s only 4 days because of work, but I figured you could use it.” She shrugged. “It’s the week before rehearsals start.”

I dropped everything I had in my hands and closed the space between us. My mouth instantly found hers, connecting in passion. She scooted over, straddling my lap. I smiled as she intensified the kiss. She dug her fingernails into my shoulders as I moved my hands up and down her sides. I found the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head. I wrapped my arms around her tight, picking her up. Like she did before, her legs wrapped around my waist. I carried her to our bedroom, never breaking the kiss. I sat down on the end of the bed but she stopped me.

“I have to use the bathroom.” She said. “I’ll be right back.”

I nodded, but inwardly groaned. All I wanted to do was shag my girlfriend into oblivion and she kept running off. I decided to speed the process along removing my shirt and pants. I fiddled with my phone in just my boxer briefs while I waited. I looked at the picture of the two of us from tonight. The one right before we kissed, it was perfect. I smiled, clicking on it to upload it to twitter. The fans needed to know how perfect she had made me feel tonight.


“@Harry_Styles: Love of my life made my birthday the most special one yet pic.twitter.com/toOzwTqijh9”

I clicked my phone off and laid back on the bed. She really was the love of my life. No matter what happened, I’d always love this girl. I was under some sort of spell she cast and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

The bathroom door opened and my mouth dropped. There was that ‘love of my life’ in nothing but a barely there lingerie set. I quickly sat up, noticing the shift in my boxers. She pressed play on the iHome and started her way over. She was swinging her hips to the beat, dragging out her movements. She stopped right in front of me with a smirk on her face.

“Happy Birthday, Harold.” She winked.

“Fucking Christ. I’m dead. I’ve died and gone to heaven.” I reached out for her but she slapped my hand away.

“Tonight is all about you.” she closed the gap, standing in between my legs at the edge of the bed.

“Well I want you.”

“Patience Harry.” she tsked.

I watched as she spun around, dropping her ass to the beat of the music onto my crotch. If I wasn’t hard before, I was now. I ran my hands as she moved her body to the beat over my dick. If I hadn’t known how mind blowing sex was about to me, I could have busted right now. I watched as she pushed on strap off of her shoulder, letting it fall then doing the same to the next one. She pulled it down completely, letting it fall to the ground.

My beautiful girlfriend had gotten me super awesome birthday presents, a great place to propose without her even knowing, and now was about to blow my mind in bed. I don’t think anything would ever top this birthday. And then I thought about my future birthdays yet to come. She’d be there for them all. She’d plan them all. The rest of my life I was going to get mind blowing birthday’s. Suddenly, I wasn’t upset about getting older. I was looking forward to it. Who wouldn’t with a girlfriend like Spencer?

Notes

sorry that this was so bad. it's like 4 am and i'm dead tired but i know i won't be able to update until at least sunday now. busy weekend. but sorry errors and if it's really patchy. school drains my brain but i promise the next chapter will be way better!

love you all xx