Only Angel ~ Harry Styles

Chapter sixteen

Amelia's POV

"No, no, no, Dylan give me the knife." I panic, running after the little boy carrying the sharp object. I slowly retrieve it out of his little hands and go back to mixing the bowl of brownie batter.

"Sorry Amelia." Dylan mumbles, running off to probably go find Brett.

Me, Harry, Brett and Dylan are all round my house as we decided to have a movie night and one massive sleepover,again.

Arms wrap around my waist from behind and I smile knowing that it is Harry, he nuzzles his face into my neck and mumbles something that I couldn't distinguish.

"You what now?" I smile in amusement.

"W-what are we?" He asks, making me halt my mixing. I slowly turn around and face him, seeing the curious look on his face.

"F-friends?" I awkwardly smile but the look he gives says otherwise.

"I-um, yeah, sure." He scratches the back of his neck then takes the bowl from me and finishes off the mixing.

We are left in an awkward silence, Harry still mixing the bowl which is finished by now and me just standing against the kitchen counter.

"Harry likes Amelia more than a friend." Harry mutters, blinking up at me.

"O-oh." I choke. "What do you mean?" I dumbly ask.

"Harry, no." He quickly shakes his head and starts again. "I want you to be m-my princess." He smiles proudly.

"You mean girlfriend?"

"No, Harry wants Amelia to be his princess." He nods. "Will you?"

"I don't know Harry." I shrug, struggling to fight the smile.

"What?" He whispers, not bothering to hide the disappointment.

"If I agree to be your princess, will you be my prince?

"YES!" He beams, running towards me and pulling me into a hug.

"I'll be your princess." I whisper, making his arms tighten even more around me.

"One small family." He breathes. He pulls back and grabs my cheeks with his hand. "So beautiful." He whispers leaning forward.

"Mine." Is the last thing he says before connecting our lips together.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in closer, his tongue swirls with mine but before anything more can happen we are interrupted.

"Mama." Brett yells running into the kitchen.

"Yes, baby." I say trying to pull away from Harry but he's having none of it.

"It's seven and you and Harry said we can start watching Lion King." He demands, looking at us in confusion but then smiles and claps his hands.

"Okay, Harry will help you and Dylan set it up whilst I put the brownies in the oven, yeah."

"Okay, mama, come on Harry." Brett yells, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him to the living room.

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We are all cuddled together on the floor, Harry and I are next to each other, Dylan laying on my lap while Brett lays on Harry's.

"I'm bored." Dylan huffs. "Can I have your phone so me and Brett can play games." He asks, looking up at me.

"Sure, darling." I give them my phone, they sit next to each other and I cuddle into Harry.

Both of us are still watching the film, Harry kisses my cheek and then grabs my hand. Brett stands up with my phone in my hand.

"Photo?" He tilts his head.

"Yes." Harry beams hugging me, the same time I say 'no' giggling, before I can protest the flash goes off.

"Right bedtime you two, say night to Harry."

They both give Harry a hug saying goodnight and then make their way up to bed, they didn't want me to help them saying that they were big boys now, so I agreed knowing that I would check on them later anyway.

"Cuddle." Harry mumbles, pulling me against his chest.

"I'm so tired." I yawn beginning to fall asleep. Harry strokes my hair and my eyes become heavy.

"I love you."

A/N

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