I was at a loss for words. Did he really just ask me to be his boyfriend? Did that really happen.
"Louis?" I heard my name called.
I quickly nodded, my eyes meeting Harry's.
A smile broke onto his face. It was gorgeous, honestly. His perfect white teeth showing past the outline of his lips, his dimples popping out. You caused that Louis, YOU did that. You made Harry smile.
I grinned in response, my cheeks turning bright pink as they filled with blush once again.
"Hey if we're going to be together, you've got to stop zoning out on me." A quiet, low chuckle fell out of Harry. It didn't sound evil, like most deeper voiced laughs sound like. It was oddly comforting to me. I was so whipped on this boy already.