Louis

Harry leaned down, and captured my lips. I kissed him back as his hands slid down and up my back. He pulled away a few seconds later, and rested his forehead on mine.

"I know you're not supposed to kiss on the first date, but you are so beautiful." He said leaning down a little to nibble my ear.

Beautiful?

"Harry, I'm no where near beautiful." I said turning my head away from Harry.

I feel my chin be jerked back to face Harry. His eyes were red as he looked my straight in the eyes.

"Louis, you are the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Don't you dare say any different." Harry said as anger ran through his body.

I never said any different.

Mainly because he kissed me again and pushed me against the wall. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I also brought my legs up and wrapped them around his waist. He slid his hands up and down my back hitting a few bruises, making my whimper in pain.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked quickly pulling away.

"I'm fine, Harry." I say wrapping my hands in his curls.

Harry then pulled me into another kiss that seemed to last all night.