You Again (One Direction//Harry Styles Story)

Harry and I were now facing each other. "God, I wish you had my eyes, so you'll see what I can see right now." He brushed away a piece of hair covering my eyes.

"And what is that?" I ask looking down.

He lifted my chin and said, "Perfection."

I believe by now my face was redder than a tomato.

"You're so beautiful." He said staring into my eyes. I noticed a photo appear on the big white screen. It was a picture of me during the KCA's.

Niall wolf whistled and I turned and giggled at him.

"That day the whole world saw how beautiful you are."

Then another photo of me appeared. I was sleeping on Harry's bed. My hair kinda messed up, but the light was perfect. He continued,  

"And I'm so lucky to witness this perfection every morning when I wake up."

Then a photo of him and I in PJs, him kissing me on the forhead. "And kissing this perfection before I sleep."

"Okay, who took this photo?" I say grinning. I turned and saw that Liam was raising his hand. I stuck my tongue out to him and faced back to my boy.

Then random pictures me and the guys appeared on the screen. Harry continued, "Thank you for all of these 

moments."

Then it stopped when it was just the pictures of the guys, of One Direction. Harry pointed at the screen, "You see these guys?" I laughed and nodded. Honestly, I think tears of joy were starting to form.

"You don't know how much you've changed their lives, in a good way ofcourse."

Then a picture of Harry appeared.

"Especially this guy." The tears of joy started to roll down. Harry chuckled and wiped them off. He was now holding my face.

"You made me the best I can be, and you know that. But most of all, you loved me for who I am, and not what others expect me to be." I nodded still looking at him.

He breathed in heavily and said, "Okay, for the real agenda."

A photo of a little cute girl appeared on the screen. She looks really familiar.  

Harry grinned then pointed to the screen, "Remember this little girl?"

I bit my lip thinking and then it hit me, "She's the little girl that approached you the time we ate at The Garden!! The time you had a meeting with Aunt Tracy!" I say looking gleeful and achieved. ( If you guys don't remember, look at Chapter 12)

Harry smirked then nodded. "Yup, her name is Bailey." My face was still fixed on the screen. I heard him chuckle and he held my face so he could turn it to him.

"Well, this little girl whispered something in my ear that night." I could feel his hands picking up mine. He was now looking at my fingers.

"He told me that I should ask you to marry me."

I gasped. My heart was beating 192729027178828 times faster. My eyes were wide opened. Was he proposing?! I mean I love him but I think we are too young for all of this.

He laughed at my expression. And I heard the other boys snicker behind me.

"But I told her, we're too young for that." I immediately calmed down and exhaled heavily. "But I did tell her that in the near future, we would get to that."

I smiled at him, and so did he. He continued, "So intsead, I promised her that I'll be with you, everyday, until the day I go down in one knee and ask you to be my wife."

The tears of joy went back, I couldn't help it. "So now, I will start to fulfill my promise to her by asking you, Eloise Delevigne, to be my last girlfriend."

I covered my mouth trying to contain myself from squealing. I grabbed his neck, leaned his head so I could hug him.

"Ofcourse I would, Harry. I was always 

yours from the beginning." I whispered in his ear.

His lips found mine and we were kissing the hell out of each other. Everything felt right, everything felt better.

I was now Harry Styles' girlfriend. But my heart was his long before.

The other boys applauded, wolf whistling. "You go girl!!" I heard Zayn shout.

Once we retracted from our kiss, we were breathing heavily. Our eyes were now boring into each others. He gave me his signature smirk and said,

"I love you Eloise."

"I love you too, Harry." I said giving him a peck on the lips.

"I love you, boys!!" I say shouting to them. They all ran to us and we had a big group hug.

This is the good life, I thought to myself.

Once we all went apart from our group hug, I went closer to Harry. The other boys went ahead, so it was just Harry and I in the park. He layed down a blanket for us to sit on the grass.

Once we were sitting down, I grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine. "Thank you Harry, for all of this. For all of .. You." I giggled on how stupid that must have sound.