If You're Lucky.

I was taken aback by his question. I had never had a boy ask to kiss me before. I opened my mouth in an attempt to say something, but nothing came out. His eyes were burning into mine. A large lump had formed in my throat making it hard to swallow. Why did he have this effect on me?

"I, um. I just. . .oh. Uh I mean, what?" he probably didn't want to kiss me after whatever I just said. He chuckled a quietly. He brought his insanely large hands up to my face, his fingertips sliding into my hair from how long they actually were. Was he really going to kiss me? I hadn't even answered him. Though I suppose he doesn't really need to me answer him. Especially since he was leaning in right now and I wasn't moving. Wait, he was leaning. Oh my god. What if I fuck up? What if I go to kiss him back and I miss his mouth? Oh shit. I'm going to miss his mouth. I just know it.

But before I could even think of any more ways of how I was most likely going to fuck this up. I felt his lips press against my forehead. What? He pulled back, dropping one of his hands.

"Night Mase." He whispered, rubbing his thumb across my cheek before dropping it to his side. I watched in silence as he walked away, his long legs taking him back to his car. What the hell just happened? I turned around unlocking my door before stepping in, managing to shut the door quickly behind. He just. . .he just kissed my head and left? I don't even know to do myself.

I was mid way up the steps when my phone went off. I unlocked it, seeing a text from Harry.

'Night love.

Harry, xx.'

An enormous smile spread across my face.

'Night! :)

Em, xx'

Maybe he's a lot different than I thought he was. I crawled into bed after slipping on my favorite T-shirt. I turned on the tv as I pulled my duvet over my body. Mm. I could literally lay in this bed all day. It's the comfiest.

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A loud banging on my door woke me from my enjoyable slumber. Fucking people. I ignored it, rolling over as I pulled my pillow over my head. It was most likely Logan and I wasn't getting up for him anytime soon. He continued to knock for five more minutes. Seriously? He knows I don't like being woken up and if it had been an emergency he would've just walked in. I sighed as soon the banging stopped.

"Masyn."

"Go away, Logan!" I snapped not bothering to look up.

"You're underwear, along with your ass; is on full display."

"Because you've never seen my ass before." Normally I'd keep my bum covered, but since Logan's seen me fully naked before I didn't see it as an awkward situation, not only that but ya know, he likes guys.

"I have, but Harry hasn't."

"What?" I asked finally looking up. Logan was standing there with an enormous smirk on his face. I really didn't understand why until I looked a few feet to the left. Harry was standing there with a smirk just as big as Logans. I grabbed whatever my hand could find first.

"Good morning." Harry said, still smirking. I swear I could kill Logan right now. I knew my cheeks would be bright red and there was absolutely no hiding it.

"Logan." I forced through gritted teeth.

"Hey." he said putting his hands up in defense. "I knocked." He did have a point, but he also knew that I rarely ever slept with pants on. And more than less my underwear was hanging out when I woke up.

"Well, I'll just leave you two alone." He smiled backing up towards the door.
"Try and keep it down, I have people coming over." he laughed before shutting the door quickly. Harry laughed, while my face heated up; before looking back to me.

"Red lace huh?" he said smirking once again.

I chuckled nervously looking at my bedspread.

"Don't worry. You have a nice ass."

I looked up stunned that he had actually said that to me. It's not the words he spoke necessarily, it was how perfectly they fell from his mouth. Normally I would usually have made a rude comment to the asshole who had made the remark; but coming from Harry. It was almost flattering. Wow. Did I really just say that?

"Yes you did." Harry commented. The smirk that had never left still taking over his features.

I looked back to him finally. "What?" I asked confused.

"You said it was almost flattering that I had completed your ass." he laughed.

A profound crimson branding my cheeks as I realized the words had been said aloud. What is wrong with you Masyn? Sometimes I swear.

"You know, some people find it weird when a person talks to themselves." he commented taking a few strides before reaching my bed.

"Hm?"

"You were talking to yourself?"

"Really?" Why couldn't I just keep my thoughts to myself? Wait. Did I just say that out loud? I don't think so. Yeah. If I had he would've said something by now. Right?

"Mm. I'm sorry." I stammered.

"For?"

"Uh. I, I don't know."

"You're weird. You know that right?" he grinned, turning his body so that he was fully facing me.

"Good weird or bad weird?"

"Good. I think."

I broke into a small smile, looking around my room; feeling suddenly nervous. "Wait."

"Yes."

"What are you doing here?" I had completely forgotten that he had randomly showed up.

"Oh." He chuckled before continuing. "I came to see if you wanted to get lunch."

"Why didn't you just call?" I didn't mean it the way it had come out. I hope he didn't take too much offense by it.

"Well, I did but you didn't answer; but now I see why." he smirked once again; glancing at my bare thighs. I nodded, silently taking in what he had said.

"So." he spoke up dragging the O out.

"Oh. Yeah sure."

"Seriously?" he asked his eyes widening showing he had half expected me to turn him down.

"Yeah? If you thought I was going to say no why would you take your time to come all the way over here?"

"Well, I'd hope my boyish charm would do it's trick. Which I can see it has." he smiled widely, revealing his perfectly white teeth.

"Oh really. You thinks it's your boyish charm?"

"Oh, I know it is."

"Someones a bit full of themselves." I teased.

"Not full, just confident." he teased back.

"Well let me just get ready." I smiled before sliding off the bed without thinking. I turned hearing Harry's sharp intake of breath. He had pulled his bottom lip between his teeth biting now. I looked down seeing my underwear on full display all over again. I quickly placed my feet on the floor tugging the hem of my shirt as low as possible.

"Sorry." I murmured quietly.

"It's perfectly fine." he said finally releasing his lips, which was a deeper red than usual.

"I'll um. Yeah I'll be right back." I said as awkwardly as a person could possibly manage before walking a few feet before stopping. I turned partly around finding his deep green eyes piercing through mine. I turned back around, hastily walking into my closet. I was looking through my various items of clothing before I realized I had absolutely no idea where we were going.

I peeked my head back out the doorway looking to Harry who was still perched on my bed. "Um. Where are we going?" I asked nervously. Why was I nervous?

He lifted his head, smiling as our eyes met yet again. "Something comfortable." I nodded before ducking back into my closet. I pulled a pair of plain blue high waisted jeans pulling them up, buttoning them just above my bellybutton. I chose my mickey mouse crop sliding it over my head. Only a thin sliver of my stomach was revealed. Grabbing my maroon vans gliding them on my feet behind my socks.

Slipping on a few pieces of jewelry before pulling my hair from the ponytail it had been in while I was sleep. Loose, natural waves flowed over my shoulders; cascading down to the middle of my back. I grabbed my favorite grey slouch beanie pulling it onto my hair. I stepped back out of the closet, Harry's head snapping up as he heard me approaching. His eyes traveled over my body, chuckling at my shirt.

I sauntered over to my vanity pulling out the makeup I'd need.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked standing from his place on the bed.

"Putting on makeup." I stated as if it was the most obvious thing.

"Why?" he asked his voice much closer than before. I glanced up in the mirror seeing his standing closely behind me.

"Because we're going out to eat."

"So. . ."

"So, I almost always put makeup on before I leave the house."

"Well not today you aren't."

"What?" I asked incredulous. "Yes I am."

"No you're not. You don't need it."

I looked at him confused to why he was so concerned with me putting on makeup.

"You look gorgeous without it." he murmured causing me to turn around.

"What?"

"You don't need any make up." he smiled looking down to me. I smiled nodding.

"Wait."
"What?"

"Can I atleast wear lipstick?" I questioned hoping he'd agree. Though I know I didn't need his permission to do anything. He had inadvertently asked me not to.

"What color?"

I turned back around, scanning my eyes over my collection of lipsticks. I grabbed my favorite nude lipstick I own. "This one." I answered holding it out for him to see. He grabbing it gingerly from my hand; his elongated fingers pulling the top off. He nodded after examining the color. I felt like this was more of a couple thing to do, than a friends going on their first date type of thing. I applied it to my lips, feeling insecure as he watched me intently.

I grabbed my bad, tossing in everything I needed; before slinging it over my shoulder.

"You ready?" Harry asked as I walked closer.

"Mhm." He let me go first before trailing behind. I heard commotion coming from the living room. I had totally forgot that Logan had mentioned he had people coming over. Although I'd rather avoid everyone and their tantalizing stairs, we had no choice but to walk passed the living room. We had just reached the bottom of the stairs when I felt Harry's massive hand grabbing onto mine, his fingers interlacing with my.

My stomach churned with happiness. I glanced up at his to see what his expression was. He looked back at me hesitantly, waiting for me to confirm or deny him. I nodded slightly watching a breathtaking smile take over his face. I crept as slowly as possible passed the living room. Thinking I had made it until I heard Logan. "Mase!"

I sighed, backtracking Harry still following behind. "Yes." I asked hurriedly watching everyone in the room take in who was actually standing next to me. And all over again, they were staring like complete and utter freaks. God. Could they just act normal? Thankfully this time Logan didn't seem as fazed as he had last night. Probably because he had got all of his fangirling out when he answered the door seeing it was Harry.

"Where may you be going?" he asked smirking mischievously towards me.

"To lunch." I answered glancing back at everyone who still had not given up on staring like lunatics. I really didn't know why, but it was starting to get on my nerves. I knew all of them were huge fans, but come on.

"I see. Well, we might go out late. Just so you don't worry about lil' ol me when you come home." he laughed, before glancing at our intertwined fingers. I was about to answer them but the stares were seriously ticking me off. I glanced back at Harry who was seemingly getting more uncomfortable.

"Could you all stop fucking staring? He's just a person. You all look like little freaks." I snapped finally grabbing their attention. They looked exceedingly embarrassed before training their eyes on the ground beneath them. Logan let out a burst of laughter, while Harry did a better job at suppressing his.

"I'll see you later, yeah?" I asked bringing my attention back to Logan who was still laughing uncontrollably. He nodded before composing himself. "Love you boo!" he shouted as we walked towards the door.

"Love you too sweetcheeks!" I shouted back before pulling the door open. I was glad to see there were no paparazzi or fans anywhere in site. I'm sure the would change as soon as people got wind that Harry was going out. Surprising me, he walked over the passenger side, letting go of my hand to open the door for me.

"Well thank you kind sir." I smirked before stepping in.

"You're very welcome ma lady." he said bowing before shutting the door. I laughed quietly to myself as I watched him trip in front of the car, almost landing on the pavement. He slid in the car with ease, a little out of breath.

"You know." he said pausing to take a deep breath. "It's not nice to laugh at people." he stated a small smile pulling on the corners of his mouth. I laughed a louder as his previous actions replayed in my head.

"Ssorry." I struggled to get out while laughing. He laughed slightly as he started his car, pulling out of my driveway. "Where are we going?" I questioned, genuinely curious.

"It's a surprise." he smiled at me quickly before turning back to the road. I groaned. I absolutely hated surprises. I mean really, what's the point? All you're really doing is making me wait longer for something you're already going to tell me. "Oh, does someone not like surprises?" he mocked.

"Oh shut up." I grumbled back, though I couldn't help the small smile that was slowly growing.

"Oh Mase. Trust me, you'll love it." he said, smiling as he noticed my small smile from the corner of his eye.

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