harry insisted halley to have a movie night with him the following day. he knew she was one to fall asleep within the first fourty-five minutes of the fourth film, but he was desperate to touch her lips with his once again. he didn’t get to yesterday because of how halley wanted to end things correctly with hunter, for last night he had told her crude – and personal – things whilst being intoxicated, leading to why she was so upset at the party.

to be honest, harry was hesitant to let her go back to the lad that had broken her heart but he let her go once she place her hands on his chest leaning so close that he could smell her mint toothpaste and whispered, “i have to do this.” niall ended up teasing the curly haired lad for three hours after that.

now harry was at his flat, leaning against the counter as he waited for the popcorn to be finished. also shifting on his feet because halley sat on the small island in the middle of the kitchen, her eyes watching him intently but he didn’t bare to meet her gaze. she was analyzing him, trying to read his body language and trying to figure out what her friend was keeping from her – because she knew he was hiding something.

“what movie are we going to watch?” she broke the silence. well, it wasn’t really silent since there was the popping of the typical movie snack.

harry shrugged his shoulders before finally meeting her gaze. “why don’t you go pick one out as i finish up in here?”

halley didn’t hesitate to hop off the island, walking past harry to enter the living room but before she did she gaze up at him, a cute smile tugging at her lips before continuing toward the other room.

once she left the kitchen, harry let out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. grumbling softly, he watched as the popcorn bag gradually grew but not as fast as he wanted it to. he just wanted it to finish so they could start the movie and halley could fall asleep so he could peck her lips once more.

sure, harry felt quite grossed out and weirded out by his actions and desire to kiss her in her unconscious state but he knew he could never do such a thing to her whilst she was conscious – no matter how much niall insisted that halley feels the same, or how the irish lad found it really creepy. niall decided to keep his secret, kissing halley when she’s asleep, promising to not tell the lads or even halley – though, niall wanted something in return. and people think niall is nice?

eventually the popcorn finished and now the two were watching ‘bridesmaids’ a film halley had been dying to watch for a while now. the two sat side by side, a desire growing within harry to throw his arm around her shoulder and pull her closer – maybe even onto his lap – so he could see her reaction, because if she doesn’t seem disgusted, he’d kiss her. but of course, he didn’t even have the courage to wrap an arm around her.

but eventually, he didn’t need to because before he knew it, halley cuddled into his side. harry felt his insides churn at the contact, assuming she had fallen asleep, but when he glanced down he noticed that she looked wide awake.

finding a bit of courage, his arms slowly wrapped around her shoulder, a sigh leaving both of their lips, and they were both out of content.

gosh, just make-out already

(oh and that gif is basically how harry feels right now)