Harry's POV

"Harry,we're getting late!!" She giggles,as I lay my head near the crook of her neck,letting out a whine.

"We still have 5 more minutes" I state,leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

"Haz,you said that 10 minutes ago " she smirks,playing with my curls.

I don't say anything, but connect my  lips to hers again,making her laugh.

"C'mon you,we need to leave..You called me in for a morning cup of Tea,not to make out," she smiles making me pout.

"But,I could kiss you all day,If you'd let me,Angel" I wink,pressing small kisses all over her face.

She let's out the cutest giggle,before I let out a sigh and give up. "Alright,but tomorrow your all mine" I wink,making her blush.

I loved how I could make her blush,at the smallest of actions. Whenever I called her "Angel" or when I say something like I just did. She wasn't nervous around me anymore..But,I liked that she still got shy around me sometimes..It's something I really love about her.

"All day?" She questions, biting her lip.

God,that drives me crazy...And she know's that all too well.

"Well,yeah..I wanted to take you out somewhere " I say,a smile creeping up onto my face.

"Somewhere?" She raises an eyebrow, with a smile.

"Yeah.." I chuckle. "I want it to be a surprise "

She frowns,an adorable pout taking over her lips.

"No,you can't do that to me!! Now,I wanna knowwwww " she continues to pout,making me laugh.

"Sorry darling,but your gonna have to wait and see"

She sighs playfully,when she looks back up at me, as if she had thought of something. That sneaky look. She, trails her fingertips up my chest,my eyes widening.

Oh,fuck she has no idea what she's doing ...

"What if I.. What if I gave you another kiss...Maybe you'll tell me then?" She smirks,sprinkling my neck with small kisses. Oh my god,am I dreaming?

Someone tell me,if I'm dreaming!!

Holy shit,confident Emily was my new favorite.

"M'not sure..Why don't we wait and see?" I answer,making her laugh.

She stands up on her tip toes,pressing her lips to mine,wrapping her arms around my neck.

I let out a small moan,making her smile against my lips.

God,what is this girl doing to me?

My hand reaches up,to cup heft cheeks,only making the kiss deeper.

It was hard to explain,the way I felt ,Whenever she kissed me. Everytime, was different. And,I mean, in the best way possible . The way her soft,pink lips feel against mine,is amazing . The way she would tug on my hair,right above my neck...

God,she drives me crazy.

In a good way.

She breaks away,a smile taking over her face. "So?"

"Hmmm.." I hum,looking up at the ceiling. "Think I've changed my mind,love..Still planning to keep it a secret " I smirk,making her raise an eyebrow.

"Oh,really?" She questions teasingly, as I walk backwards.

"Yeah" I nod,grabbing my bag. "You were saying something before? We we're getting late?" I continue, slinging my backpack over my shoulder.

"Oh,your not getting away so easy,Styles" she laughs,walking toward me.

"C'mon love,we're late already!" I call,jogging over to the front door.

"Oh,no you don't!!" She giggles,running after me.

×

"bien classe, nous nous rencontrerons la semaine prochaine" Mrs.Smith says,before stacking up her books.

I get up with a dramatic groan,making Emily shake her head.

"Why,did I take French?!" I whisper yell,gritting my teeth.

"It's not that bad,Harry" she laughs softly,putting her books away.

"Not that bad? The woman went on and on about Sheep,for 45 minutes!!"

"Why was she talking about sheep,again?" Emily questions,making me laugh.

"Exactly!!" I state,walking out the class along with her.

"Alright then Harold,are ya done with your little tantrum?" She pouts,poking my cheeks.

"Yeah,I guess so.." I huff,bringing her closer to me.

She chuckles softly,leaning her head against my chest.
"I'm going out with Mel and Aliyah today..She gave me a long talk..Or,more like rant,about how we haven't had a "Girls" day,in a long time" she states,looking up at me.

"When will I see you next,then?" I ask,hoping that I would see her again today.

That doesn't sound too clingy,right?

...Right?

"Not sure,Haz..Maybe tomorrow morning?" She sighs,playing with the buttons on my shirt.

"Ah,yes..No escaping being with me tomorrow,since I'm taking you out,love" I wink,making her smile.

"Still not telling me?"

"Nope"

"Okay,okay.." she laughs. "Guess I'll see you then,Harold" she says,kissing my cheek.

Before she could take her hands away from my chest,I connect my lips to hers,making her smile.

"Woah,keep it P.G guys" Zayn chuckles,walking up from behind,making us break away.

"Bye,Zayn" she laughs, shaking her head,making her way to the gate.

"Bye,Em's!!" He calls out,with a laugh.

"What's up,bruv?" I ask,walking up to my locker,putting my books away.

"Well,mum's been dying to see you," he starts,ending with a chuckle. "She asked me to invite you over for, "Tea" "

"Aw,Zayn..If you wanna spend more time with me ,you can just ask" I smile jokingly, putting my arm around his shoulder.

"Shut,up" he laughs,pushing my arm away playfully. "She wants to see,how your doing..You know..after you guys had that talk?"

"Oh,right..yeah.." I cough,making Zayn sigh.

"Harry,its okay. I'm glad you spoke to her..It'll help later...I promise"

I nod understandingly,before walking over to his car.

Maybe he's right...It will help me in the future..Or so,I hope.

×

"Mum,you told us that story,a million times,now" Zayn groans,while me and Trisha continue to laugh.

"But,its fun to tell,darling..And,its nothing to be ashamed about,it's cute..Isn't it,Harry?" She smiles,looking over at me.

"Oh,for sure it is..Do we have pictures of him,in that dress? Please tell me you do" I chuckle,making Zayn's eyes go wide.

"I think I do,give me a second" Trisha laughs,getting up .

"No,no,no,no,Y - you don't have pictures. You don't, you really don't " Zayn stutters,glaring at the two of us.

"No,I think I do..Its somewhere in the photo albums,hold on,love" Trisha says, waving her son off.

I just sit there and laugh at his mortified face,while he tries his best not to reach over and strangle me.

I spend the rest of the evening with Zayn and his mum,just having a laugh.

We finally found that photo of his,and god do I wish I had recorded his reaction.

Priceless, it was.

I was cleaning up some tea cups and plates,when Trisha walks up to me.

"How's everything at home,sweetheart?"

I let put a soft sigh,before answering.
"It's okay..Haven't really seen him much,this week"

She nods, while grabbing a towel and drying the wet dishes.
"You need a place to stay tonight? " she questions,making me smile.

"Really,its alright ..Thank you,though..But,I think I'll be okay for a bit.." I nod appreciatively,turning the running tap off.

"Your sure,love?"

"I'm positive " I laugh softly. "If I do need anything..I..I know where to come," I smile,making her place her hand over mine.

"Anytime,darling"

×

I walked through the door with a sigh,dropping my bag against the floor.

The moonlight poured through my bedroom window,being the only light source at the moment.

I liked sitting in the dark...Weird, I know..But,it just..Made me feel ...Safe..In the weirdest of ways.

I throw on a pair of sweatpants, and throw my shirt into the laundry basket.
I plop down on my creaky bed,and stare at the ceiling.

This was sort of like a routine for me now...Just a little bit of time,to gather my thoughts..

Whilst I sat there in silence, I'm distracted by the sound of footsteps outside my window.

I decide to ignore it,but turn back to the window,when the sound of stones hitting the wall outside,filled my room.

The sound continued for a couple of seconds, before a stone hits my window ,making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

..What the hell?

A/n Does this count as a cliffhanger? ;))))

All the love - V