We all took a seat on the porch. Considering all of us had leaves all over each other, we didn't want to go inside. My hair was a mess! Leaves were all in it, making me somewhat regret going in the leaf pile. Harry had leaves all in his and Lou hardly had any. I wiped some leaves off Harry's back and he gave me a smile. He had the cutest smile I've ever seen. I started picking the leaves out of my hair. Louis was watching us and laughed.
"You'd have the same problem if you weren't such a baby!" I said. He acted like he was hurt and helped me get some of the leaves off me.
"Hey Lou, can you help me get some of these leaves off? I'll help Olivia." I felt my cheeks blush. Good thing Harry can't see my face right now.
"OK mate." They switched places and I felt Harry's hands go trough my hair. I stopped myself from shivering at the thought of Harry touching me. I continued to pull leaves out of my hair. I went for one that was at the bottom of my hair, and came in contact with Harry's hands. We pulled the leaf out together. He grabbed my chin and turned my face towards him. His face was an inch from mine. I looked into his eyes and watched as they went from my eyes, to my lips, and back to my eyes. He came closer, our lips meeting. My right hand grabbed his neck, my left resting against his face.
"AAAWWWWWW!" Lou had interrupted us. We slowly pulled away and looked at each other for a moment. Lou was sniffling, making us turn our attention to him. "I'm so happy for you two! It's about time you made your move, Harry!" My hand left his face. As I was about to put it in my lap, he grabbed it and put it around his neck. I looked up at his face and he leaned closer to me. Our lips met again. Lou awed again, but we paid no attention this time.
I ran my hand through his hair, stopping at his face. His hand left my neck and slid down to my waist. Our mouths moved together rhythmically. My other hand went to his chest, prepared to push off. Something in me was saying back away, but my lips were saying stay.
"Whoa guys! I'm still here ya know. I can leave if you guys want?" Our heads turned towards him, my cheeks turning a bright red.
"Sorry Lou. I guess we got caught up in the moment." Harry said while looking at me, never moving his eyes. His hand remained at my waist, while the other gently stroke my face. I could feel Louis staring us down, but my eyes were locked on Harry's. A smile was spread across his face. I could feel my lips pull into a small and shy smile.
'Well, since you two are obviously going to ignore me, I'll just go back inside." Harry nodded his head as Louis walked past us. He turned around and looked at us before leaving.
I tried to think of something to say, but no words would come to my mind! What do you say when the guy you're staying with randomly kisses you? Oh, that was nice? Or wtf dude? Or I could just pour out all my emotions right then and there. Tell him how I feel, that I've been slowly falling for him over the past day or so now. To be honest, I think I started falling for him the second I laid eyes on him. I couldn't even admit it to myself at first. You're still upset about your last boyfriend I'd tell myself. You'll take any attention you can get from a guy. But that's not true. I have fallen head over heels for Harry Styles.
.................Did I? No, no. I didn't. There's no way! But....? I did not kiss Olivia. No, I kissed her twice! Even I myself am shocked. I was going to talk to her first, then take it from there. But my lips had other plans.
Her right hand was on my chest, the other around my neck. I grabbed her left hand in mine and held it. She looked at our hands then smiled brightly back up at me. I began to realize how silent it was and quickly thought of something to say.
"So, how was it?" First thing that came to mind. Just a little bit corny, no?
"Perfect.." The word rolled right off her tongue, sending chill bumps up my spine. I wanted to say more, but I felt four pairs of eyes on us. I turned towards the window to find the lads staring at us, wide grins plastered on their faces.
"We should probably go inside now. We won't get any privacy now, with them staring at us and all." I rolled my eyes at them and she laughed. I helped her to feet and we headed for the door, our hands still entwined.
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Olivia Hammond, a british girl who grew up in North Yorkshire, travels to Cheshire to look for adventure. Along the way, she meets a very handsome lad and ends up staying at his house while she's visting. As time goes on, Olivia thinks she may be fa...