I was walking through my neighborhood and I sighed as I was getting looks from random people. You know it's just a daily thing for me, you know? For me to het looks from strangers. It was common for a boy with tattoos, piercings, and wears eyeliner. It was a Saturday, but I walked out of my house before the test of my family could catch me.

I looked down for a bit, but when I heard a honk from some vehicle, I saw Harry coming to the curb with his motorcycle. I watched him take off his helmet and we smiled st one another. I've known Harry for a long time now. A whole semester practically and it has been a blast with him. We are now on Winter break and for the mist part...we have been spending most of it together 👉👈...

"Hey cutie," he said as he turned his motorcycle off and hopped off of it. Oh yeah...we have been flirting with one another a little. After like a couple of weeks of knowing each other, we just grew into it, you know. I cant tell you who really started it, but it just kinda happened.

"Hey hottie," I said and he chuckled. "Look, I know that this is a pretty random thing to ask of you, but do you want to...maybe...go out?" "Like together?" "Yeah...like a date?" "Right now?" "Well...neither one of us wants to go home right now, but we dont need to get all dressed up or anything." "Oh? Then what is this date idea of yours?"

He smiled and turned. He picked something off his bike and when he turned to me, I saw that it was another helmet. "Ride with me and we will find out together?" He asker and I giggled a little. I took the helmet and slid it on. "How did you know my head size?" I asked and looked up at him.

"Looked in your helmet when you weren't looking." He shrugged and walked to his bike. I followed and when he got on his motorcycle, I hopped on from behind. I wrapped my arms around his middle and when his helmet was on, we were practically off.

20 minutes later...
We arrived at some building and I looked at it with an odd look on my face. Harry stopped ths engine and we both got off. I took the helmet off and I looked at Harry. "Harry?" I asked, looking around. "Damn my long legs..." I heard him groan and i looked down to see him rubbing his back, slowly sitting back up.

I laughed a little before I gave him a hand up. "Where are we?" I asked and looked at the average sized building." "I booked us a room...alone. To make art!" "So we dont have an instructor?" "Well we have one at school, but we still paint what we want, so in asked for a room where it would just be the two of us. Unless you want something different?" He asked, scratching the back of his head.

"No, I love what you did! I find it really romantic really. Thank you," I said and took his hand in mine. He looked at our hands before looking at me. We both starred to smile at one another. "Well the canvases are waiting," he said before we started to head into the building. Harry checked us in and I couldn't stop smiling. This noy rented a room for the two of us to do what we loved. All alone.

He then turned to me and I smiled up at him. He took my hand and we walked down a few halls together before we reached a black door. "This is really sweet Harry," I said and he looke back st me. "I've been planning this for a while now actually. Just asking you took a lot of time because...um..."

"What Harry?" Is he about to confess his feelings for me? God, I ho- "Let's go ahead and head in," he said and shook his head. I frowned, but followed him into the room. It looked even more romantic. There were candles and a radio playing smooth jazz softly in the background. I walked around the room and sat at one of the canvases.

"Do you want to do another challenge?" I asked and he looked at me. He smiled and nodded his head. "This time...let's paint something that we wish to tell one another." "Paint words?" "No. Paint a picture, but it has to have a hidden message in it," he told me and I understood and took the challenge. We sat across from one another and Harry counted to 1 from 5 and we started to paint.

While we were painting, we talked and we were talking about the dreams that we had. It wasn't at all shocking when we both learned that we had the same dream. We both wanted to be an artist. We didn't really have a limit on how many kids we wanted in our future but I didn't tell Harry that I wanted him to be the father of my kids. It would be too weird since you know...he doesn't like me like that.

Harry said that he sees himself marrying a guy though! Which means that I still have a chance! We want to go to the same university and we both have a similar taste when it comes to our future homes. We even told each other what our next tattoos are going to be. Harry said that he wanted to get a heart, and it was shocking to me, because I then told him that I wanted to get a dagger.

Yeah, I already had one on my arm, but I wanted to get another for the hell of it. I laughed when Harry said 'Awe, couple goals'. We both blushed a bit later though.

After about an hour of us just talking about our lives and our future lives ahead, we were both done and Harry pulled out his phone. "We type the actual message on our phones and we send it if we both get it wrong," he told me and I liked the idea of that. I grabbed my phone from my jacket that was hanging on the wall and I started to type the message while I looked at my artwork.

I really REALLY like you. You bring the light that I've lost back into my life. Your body is like a flame that I will always need in my life...I need you in my life. I want to be with you forever and ever♡.

"Alright, now we show each other the paintings!" Harry chirped and we just stood there, not moving. "Um...do you want to go first?" I asked and he looked down. "You can go first if you want to?" He suggested and I smiled a little, but it was a shy smile. "How about at the same time we show our art piece?" I then offered and he chuckled. "Yeah, that seems better," he spoke and I counted down to 1 from 3 this time and we were now showing our pieces to one another.

Oh. My. God! His was so beautiful...

"Wow..." we both said in unison and I looked at his face to see him only staring at my painting.

"Do you want to make guesses?" He asked and I shook my head. He looked at his artwork, but I was o ly stepping closer and closer to him. When he looked at me again, I cupped his cheeks and brought his face closer to mine. Our lips brushed against one another. I looked into his eyes and we were just staring deep into each others eyes for a long time.

And boy...it felt like centuries before he actually kissed me. I kissed back obviously and I wrapped my arms around his neck as I felt his big and warm hands being placed on my hips. The kiss was slow and I felt every ounce if his love in it. To which I hope he felt the same thing coming from me.

When we pulled apart, we opened our eyes and they were glistening and I was so much light and happiness in his that I can tell that he was seeing live and joy in mine.

"If I knew that confessing my feelings for you would bring us here, then i would've done it a month ago," he told me and I smiled before giving his lips a light peck. "So where does this leave us?" "Where do you want it to leave us?" He asked and I hummed. "Well I would really love to be yours, but if it's too much, then I guess friends with benefits will do."

"Nah...I would really love it if you would be my boyfriend?" He asked me and I happily nodded my head. "I would love to be your boyfriend," I said before the two of us kissed again. For the longest time...I've always wondered how his lips felt on my own, and boy am I happy that I got the chance to feel them. They are so soft and plump. They also taste a bit sweet and they're only making me want more.

The hot make-out session was cut off when both of our phones started ringing. I groaned and pulled away from him. I looked at mine to see that my mother was calling me. "More than likely going to bitch about why we're not home yet, so...I'll drop you off," he said. I looked st him and my smile immediately returned to my face. I declined the call and he took my hand again. Our fingers were intertwined togetheras we walked back to the front.

"There are two paintings in there, and I was wondering if you Gould deliver them?" "Sure! Are they both going to the same place?" "No. The painting that would be facing you when you step into the room is going to..." "3901 Wintervale road."

"The one closer to the back wall is going to 3490 Snowburst lane." The lady nodded and we thanked her. Harry walked out with me and we went back to his motorcycle. He passed me a helmet and I put it on my head.

He drove me home and when we were in front of my house, I took off the helmet and got off of his bike. He took off his own and hopped right off. "Arent you going to get home?" "No. That was my boss at the art museum telling me that I was moved an hour back." "Oh...lucky," I said and he shrugged. He walked me to my front door and before I even knocked on it, he wrapped his arms around my waist.

I looked st him and I smiled. "If you need anything, then I'm one call away, okay?" I nodded and stood on my tippy-toes and press my lips to his cheek. He didn't take that as enough though. Because he cupped my cheeks and pressed his soft and warm lips on my own for the third time today.

I smiled and kissed him back. It was deep and more passionate this time.

When we pulled apart, I pouted and he chuckled before he kissed the tip of my head. I'll steal you tomorrow baby." "Promise?" I asked and he looked sweetly into my eyes before he brought me into a warm and tight hug.

This alone made me smile for the entire day and night. I didn't even listen to what my family were telling me and I'm sure that they noticed. Because I stood there for a minute and just started to walk to my room. I was in a complete daze and they were now wondering who or what is making me smile and be all happy all of the sudden.

I laid on my bed and sighed happily. I have a boyfriend now.

Wait...

I shot up and I squealed. "I have a boyfriend now!" I shouted out loud and cheered. Then I giggled because I knew that my family heard me because of the gasps I heard from the outside of my bedroom door.

I didn't care though.

"I'm happy...I'm finally happy!" I cheered again and flopped back into my bed. I thought about the whole date and the whole fucking say and I just couldn't stop smiling! This is actually the best day and the best feeling ever!

I'm happy!
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-Daysia♡