Page’s POV

“Y-you what?” I stuttered over my words as I watched Harry’s back muscles tense.

I will admit I like him.

And I will admit I love the feeling of his lips on mine.

But Love him? Not something I've ever imagined happening.

Finally Harry turned around to face me with a worried look sketched on his face.

“How much of that did you hear Page?” He asked in a stern voice.

“All of it. I heard all of it right down to the part where my cousin was forcing my boyfriend to stay away from me.” I spoke blankly as I stared past Harry and at Niall.

“He’s not your boyfriend! He’s practically the one paying you to be with him and you want to openly fall into his arms as soon as he tells you that he has feelings for you? You’re being paid Page, doesn't that make you feel used and dirty?”

His words did sting a lot I’ll give him that but he still had no right to interfere.

God sometimes he can be a right dick! If he wasn't family I would slap him right now.

“You shouldn't have got involved Niall. I can handle myself.”

I didn't give him a second thought as I trained my focus back onto Harry.

“Why would you want me to love you? Do you really see us becoming an actual couple?”

“Page I've been praying for a few weeks now that it would happen.”

My breath is knocked out of my lungs when I hear those words leave his mouth, should I say something back?

I feel so blank right now I can’t feel any emotions.
“Love is a strong word Harry.” I whispered hoping he would understand what I meant.

“I know but I'm willing to use it for you one day, and I know one day you’ll say it back.” He whispered back to me just as quiet.

I looked away from Harry for the first time to see that everyone else was watching us intensely.
Carefully grabbing his hand I lead him towards his bedroom, Well I hope it’s his, only other room is Louis’ but either will do right now.

Once in there I turned to face him and laced both my hands with his while standing on my tip toes to be closer to his lips.

Our lips were only inches apart as I teased him by purposely puffing a breath out so it would fan over his lips.

“Harry Styles will you do the honour of becoming my real boyfriend?” I asked and was immediately tackled onto the soft mattress.

His lips finally connected with mine in a passionate yet needy kiss.

“Page Phillips, I thought you’d never ask.”

Notes

Here you go lovelies!

-Kass