I got the candy, soda, and popcorn, and headed back to ticket booth. I saw Harry standing there, holding the tickets. He turned around and ran over to me to help me with the food.

“Thanks.” I said with a smile.

“No problem love.” He said with a grin. I followed him into the theater, and sat all the way in the back. We were all alone, in the back of the theater.

“So, you want to tell me what movie we’re watching?” I asked him, taking a sip of my soda.

“No” he replied.I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh really?” I asked, continuing to sip on my cola.
“Yep.” He said popping the “p”

“Then what do I have to do, to get you to spit it out?” I asked, getting closer.

“Well, what do you have in mind?” he asked moving closer as well.

“A few things that I think I shouldn’t do in a movie theater.” I replied, making him laugh. I couldn’t help myself and laughed as well. We both leaned back in our chairs.

“So really what movie are we watching?” I asked.
“The Last Exorcism part 2” he said. I stared at him.
“I’m going to get nightmares about this.” I mumbled.
“And I’m calling you when I claim there’s a demon in my closet.” I said, making him laugh.

“No worries, babe. I’ll protect you.” He said putting his arm over my shoulder. I snuggled up to him, and laid my head on his chest. I heard his heartbeat go crazy.
I made him feel like this?

Well at least he’s not the only one like that.

Halfway through the movie, I got really scared, and gripped Harry’s shirt. He rubbed circles in my back, to calm me down, and it worked.

“It’s just a movie love” he reassured me. He gave me a small kiss on my forehead, and continued watching the movie. I felt the red heating on my cheeks.
“Awww, I made you blush!” he said. I hid my face in his chest.

“Don’t hide it, it’s cute.” He commented. I rolled my eyes, and laid my head back on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. When I was in his arms, I felt safe. Like nothing could hurt me.

After the movie, we walked out together.
“That movie was really sc-” I cut myself off, seeing my car being towed away.

“Great.” I mumbled to myself.
“Seems like you need a ride.” He told me. I looked at him, and grinned.

“Yeah, I hear there’s a great subway station, down the block.” He continued. I punched him in the arm, playfully.
“That hurt.” He stated. I smiled.

“Good.” I said, walking with him to his car.

He opened the passenger door for me, then closing it for me. I blushed, as he winked at me. I tried to cover it with my hair, but that didn’t work so well.

“Wow! Two times, in the same time. Do you blush a lot, or should I be proud I’m the one who makes you blush?” he asked, getting in the car.


I bit my lip. “The second one.” I replied. His face lit up like a light bulb. Well that’s an ego booster.

The trip home was fun. We talked about the movie, and how stupid I was to park my car in the middle of a parking lot.

We got at my house in no time. There was no traffic, which made me a bit sad that I’d have to say bye to Harry quicker. He pulled up to my apartment building.

“Is this it?” he asked me. I nodded as we both got out of his car. Once we started walking, it started raining. No raining is a weak word. Pouring would be the correct term. I ran to the building, and looked back to see Harry, standing in the rain.

“Come on, your soaking wet!” I said.

“Come here for a minute.” He told me.

I groaned and walked over to him. “I’m here. Now why are we standing here?” I asked him.

“I want to cross something off my bucket list.” He said in a husky voice. I was going to ask what it was but, he leaned in to kiss me. I allowed him to, but I don’t know why. I guess I trusted him for some strange reason
I felt the sparks go off in my body at his lips on mine. The kiss was long and passionate. I liked it. I kissed back, a bit harder. We were like that for a while. I totally forgot that we were even in the pouring rain.
We pulled away to breathe for air.

“So what did you exactly cross off your bucket list?” I asked him, with a smile.

“To kiss a beautiful girl in the rain.” He said. I blushed again.

“And that’s 3!” he shouted. I rolled my eyes.

“Why don’t we go inside?” I asked him.

“Nah, I think I’ll stay out the weather is perfect outside.” He said sarcastically. I grabbed his arm.

“C’mon I’m cold!” I yelled. He stuck his tongue out at me. Charming.

We walked inside, and went up the elevator. We walked in the hall, and stopped at my door.

“Zoe’s home!” Louis shouted hugging me.

“Calm down Lou Bear.” I said “You’re acting like you’ve never seen me before” I said. He released his grip on me to introduce himself to Harry.

“Hi! I’m Zoe’s older brother Louis. You must be Harry.” He said.

“Yeah. Nice to meet you Lou Bear.” He said mimicking me. He turned a flush red of embarrassment. I hugged my brother, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and offered Harry some tea.

I was in the middle of making tea when Louis comes up behind me.

“Love, I’m going to Eleanor’s for the night. Please don’t do anything stupid.” He said looking up from his phone. I raised an eyebrow

“Yeah look who’s talking.” I said. He gave me a glare.

“Take it back.” He said sternly.

“Never.” I said with a smile.

“Fine, I’ll get you later; I’m going to be late.” He said grabbing his keys.

“LOVE YOU!” I yelled as he ran towards the door.

“YOU TOO!” he yelled back.

Then the door closed.

I was all alone with Harry in Louis and I's apartment.

“Why don’t you borrow some of Louis clothes that are big on him?” I asked Harry. He nodded, and took the tea I made him.

I leaded him towards Louis’ room, and ran through his drawers. I picked out some baggy sweats, and a stripped t- shirt. I also gave him some socks, knowing his were probably soaking wet.

I gave him space to change, and went to my room to get changed as well. I got into my favorite ‘SWAG’ shirt, heart shorts, and some mustache socks. I looked in the mirror, and saw my hair was wet. I took my blow drier, and left it semi-dry. I put a headband over my forehead, to make the band stand out from my blonde hair.

I walked over to Louis’ room to see Harry putting on my brother’s shirt. It was a bit snug on him, but you can see his rock hard abs through it.

“Like what you see?” he asked me. I blushed a little. “Yeah, I have a perfect view.” I said sarcastically.
He came out of Louis’ room, and wrapped an arm around my waist.

“I like mustaches” he whispered in my ear, and looking at my socks. I giggled, and slapped his chest playfully.
“That hurt you know” he said. I smirked. “Good.”
We walked into the living room, and plopped ourselves on the couch.

We laid next to each other in silence, watching “The Notebook” together.

Harry entwined our fingers together, and let his free hand play with the hem of my shirt.

I looked up.

“Hey.” I said silently as if we haven’t greeted each other.

“Hi.”