Lemons
6/21 #5 Not Going Anywhere
*Hannah’s POV (In the Evening)
I ended up meeting Harry at Big Ben at 1:00 like we said we would and we spent not just the whole day, but the whole weekend together. He’s taken me to places I’d never heard of and really beautiful and scenic locations. He’s really sweet to me, but at the same time, he has this charisma and charm that has probably drawn lots of girls to him.
We started dating that following Monday, the 18th so it’s been a little over a month, but the whole time I’ve been really careful. I refuse to get my heart broken so I’ve kept myself open to the possibility that he’s dating other girls too.
He did come to the final performance of A Midsummer Night’s Dream for my Shakespeare class and cheered the loudest. He then bought me dinner and dessert afterward. I gotta say he is treating me nice. But I feel like I need to find out if he really is as genuine as he is appearing to act. We’re going on another date tonight to “the cinema” as Harry calls it. He won’t tell me what movie, just that it’s romantic. I meet him at the theater and he smiles as I walk up. “You look beautiful, Hannah.” He says as he hugs me tight.
“Thank you. You look very nice too.” I say pulling away to smile up at him. We may have been going out for a month, but I have not kissed him yet. I’m waiting for the right time and for it to happen in the right way. I also need to make sure that I am the only one he’s seeing. I finally look away and say “Let’s head inside.” He opens the door for me and buys our tickets. It turns out we’re going to see a special one-night showing of The Notebook which is only my favorite romantic film ever. The girls and I watch it together every once in a while.
During the movie, I cry of course. I do every time. Every few minutes Harry would lean over and wipe my tears, then hand me a new tissue. He was totally prepared and brought some. He had his arm around me the whole time and was actually pretty into the movie. I think I even saw him get teary at parts which really surprised me.
I teased him after it ended and he admitted to being a sap sometimes which I find extremely cute. He walked me back to the hotel and went up to my room with me to just talk. More than anything, he and I just have long talks; whether it’s in person, or late night Facebook messaging.
In person, we lie on my bed and look up at the ceiling or lie on our sides and face each other while just getting to know more about each other. I’ve come to know that he has an older sister Gemma, his parents are divorced, and he’s going to community college studying film pursuing a career as a movie director. “If I ever become a big name movie director, I’ll see if I can use my power to get you in my first picture.” He says playfully nudging me. “C’mon you know I wanna be on stage, not on camera.” I playfully nudge back.
“I know, but maybe between shows or something?” he asks. “You got it.” I answer. For a minute, I just look at him. I then ask cautiously “Can you be honest with me for a minute?” He seems thrown off. “Han, I’m always honest with you. You know that.” “Okay…are you seeing other girls besides me?” I can tell he is in complete shock. What did he expect me to be thinking though? He comes off as that type of guy at first glance.
“I mean, are we like…exclusive?” I clarify. He takes my hand and asks “Where would you ever get an idea like that? I am not seeing other girls and I have no interest in seeing other girls. And yes, I would like to think of us as exclusive. I mean, I’ve told my mum about you.” He finishes kind of embarrassed.
“Oh my gosh…you told your mom about me?” I ask flattered. “Yeah…you’re really special to me. And I intend to keep you around for as long as I can. Don’t worry, love. I’m not going anywhere.” I smile with relief. This is the best answer I could have gotten from him. He’s all mine. At this point, we’re just looking into each other’s eyes perfectly content with the world as it is. I don’t see a better time on the horizon other than now to go for it and kiss this wonderful boy. I lean in and so does he.
Our lips collide at the perfect moment and our first kiss is the most passion-filled one I’ve ever received. There were sparks, fireworks, bombs, you name it. When it was done, all I could do was smile from ear to ear and put my forehead on his. This night is definitely my favorite one in England thus far and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my summer abroad with my wonderful, amazing, perfect, Harold Edward Styles.
I ended up meeting Harry at Big Ben at 1:00 like we said we would and we spent not just the whole day, but the whole weekend together. He’s taken me to places I’d never heard of and really beautiful and scenic locations. He’s really sweet to me, but at the same time, he has this charisma and charm that has probably drawn lots of girls to him.
We started dating that following Monday, the 18th so it’s been a little over a month, but the whole time I’ve been really careful. I refuse to get my heart broken so I’ve kept myself open to the possibility that he’s dating other girls too.
He did come to the final performance of A Midsummer Night’s Dream for my Shakespeare class and cheered the loudest. He then bought me dinner and dessert afterward. I gotta say he is treating me nice. But I feel like I need to find out if he really is as genuine as he is appearing to act. We’re going on another date tonight to “the cinema” as Harry calls it. He won’t tell me what movie, just that it’s romantic. I meet him at the theater and he smiles as I walk up. “You look beautiful, Hannah.” He says as he hugs me tight.
“Thank you. You look very nice too.” I say pulling away to smile up at him. We may have been going out for a month, but I have not kissed him yet. I’m waiting for the right time and for it to happen in the right way. I also need to make sure that I am the only one he’s seeing. I finally look away and say “Let’s head inside.” He opens the door for me and buys our tickets. It turns out we’re going to see a special one-night showing of The Notebook which is only my favorite romantic film ever. The girls and I watch it together every once in a while.
During the movie, I cry of course. I do every time. Every few minutes Harry would lean over and wipe my tears, then hand me a new tissue. He was totally prepared and brought some. He had his arm around me the whole time and was actually pretty into the movie. I think I even saw him get teary at parts which really surprised me.
I teased him after it ended and he admitted to being a sap sometimes which I find extremely cute. He walked me back to the hotel and went up to my room with me to just talk. More than anything, he and I just have long talks; whether it’s in person, or late night Facebook messaging.
In person, we lie on my bed and look up at the ceiling or lie on our sides and face each other while just getting to know more about each other. I’ve come to know that he has an older sister Gemma, his parents are divorced, and he’s going to community college studying film pursuing a career as a movie director. “If I ever become a big name movie director, I’ll see if I can use my power to get you in my first picture.” He says playfully nudging me. “C’mon you know I wanna be on stage, not on camera.” I playfully nudge back.
“I know, but maybe between shows or something?” he asks. “You got it.” I answer. For a minute, I just look at him. I then ask cautiously “Can you be honest with me for a minute?” He seems thrown off. “Han, I’m always honest with you. You know that.” “Okay…are you seeing other girls besides me?” I can tell he is in complete shock. What did he expect me to be thinking though? He comes off as that type of guy at first glance.
“I mean, are we like…exclusive?” I clarify. He takes my hand and asks “Where would you ever get an idea like that? I am not seeing other girls and I have no interest in seeing other girls. And yes, I would like to think of us as exclusive. I mean, I’ve told my mum about you.” He finishes kind of embarrassed.
“Oh my gosh…you told your mom about me?” I ask flattered. “Yeah…you’re really special to me. And I intend to keep you around for as long as I can. Don’t worry, love. I’m not going anywhere.” I smile with relief. This is the best answer I could have gotten from him. He’s all mine. At this point, we’re just looking into each other’s eyes perfectly content with the world as it is. I don’t see a better time on the horizon other than now to go for it and kiss this wonderful boy. I lean in and so does he.
Our lips collide at the perfect moment and our first kiss is the most passion-filled one I’ve ever received. There were sparks, fireworks, bombs, you name it. When it was done, all I could do was smile from ear to ear and put my forehead on his. This night is definitely my favorite one in England thus far and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my summer abroad with my wonderful, amazing, perfect, Harold Edward Styles.
Notes
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