I love You

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Hey babes!! Here's a request for my lovely friend 5sos-is-lifee

Hope you enjoy Queta!!

(Isn't her name so freaking pretty?? Like omg, can we switch names please?)

Hope you loves enjoy too!


"How much time do we have?" I asked Harry as we stood in the little gas station.

Harry looked up at Paul who was grabbing a drink.

"Five minutes" Paul told us.

We both nodded and I continued to look for a snack.

I've recently joined the boys on tour and it's been so hectic.

While Liam, niall and Louis were on the bus asleep, Harry, Paul and I were grabbing snacks to stack up on the bus.

Harry suddenly wrapped his arms around me as we stood on the candy isle.

"You're so adorable Queta" he complimented.

I looked up at him, questionably.

"What did I do?" I asked.

"When you were deciding what candy you wanted.....you were thinking really hard....and you started frowning while biting your lip.....it was cute" he explained, pressing kisses to my neck.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"I'm gonna get chips instead" you told him before wiggling out of his grasp to go to the other side of the isle.

I grabbed my favorite bag of chips and started walking back to Harry.

I then was knocked onto the floor as I ran into something hard.

"Oh my god, ma'am I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" A male voice asked me as he gave me his hand for help.

I grabbed his hand and he lifted me up.

"I'm fine, thanks" I spoke.

"I'm really really sorry" he continued to apologize as I just stared down at my shoes in embarrassment.

"It's fine....really" I told him.

I finally looked up to see a blonde boy staring at me and when my eyes met his, he instantly smiled and blushed a bit.

Why is he blushing?

"Wow.....you're beautiful" he commented.

I smiled and looked down.

Now it was my turn to blush.

"She's also taken" a voice said.

I didn't even turn around, knowing who it was already.

Harry wrapped his arm around me tightly as he glared at the boy.

Oh god, here he goes.

Getting all jealous.

"I'm Brandon" blonde boy said.

"I'm Queta" I smiled.

"And I don't care. Get lost" Harry barked.

Brandon frowned and walked off.

I elbowed harry in the ribs.

"Ow! What? He was flirting with you" Harry protested.

"But you were being rude" I argued.

"That's what he gets for flirting with my Queta" Harry shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and started walking away.

"Woah Woah Woah....stop.....I'm sorry" Harry rushed out quickly as he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back into his arms.

"Why do you always get so jealous?" I asked.

He better have a good answer to this because he's been getting jealous a lot lately.

He even got jealous when the mail man told me 'hello' last month.

"Because Queta...." he mumbled.

"Because what Harry?!" I asked getting impatient and growing more irritated than I already was.

"Because....I love you...." he finally said.

I gasped.

What?

This was the first time Harry has ever said he loves me.

Oh my god.

"You......Y-You love me?" I stuttered.

He grabbed my hands and squeezed them softly.

"I love you Queta....I really do. This isn't how I planned on telling you.....in a gas station and all....I actually planned a romantic dinner for us but....truth is out now..." he said, letting out a breathy laugh, almost seeming nervous.

I smiled.

"I love you harry" I said.

His eyes went wide.

"You love me back?" He asked.

I nodded.

He immediately picked me up in his arms and spinned me around, earning weird glances from the workers.

"I was so afraid you wouldn't feel the same" he admitted.

I laughed at his cuteness and kissed him.

He placed his hands onto my hips as I rigged on his soft curls.

"You guys ready?" Paul asked.

Harry huffed as he pulled away from me and scolded Paul.

"Thanks for ruining our moment" Harry teased.

The three of us walked to the front counter to pay and we walked back to the tour bus.

"I love you so much Queta" Harry said again.

I laughed.

"I love you more" I smiled.

"Impossible."

Hope you babes enjoyed!!!!! <3

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