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{First Dates.
I've had many first dates before; I've had good ones, mediocre ones, awkward ones, the "Okay-I-guess" types and then kind that make you want to excuse yourself to the bathroom and climb out of that small window at the top of the wall and run as fast as you can. I had yet to have the so called "Perfect Date" so far; until I met Harry Styles.
Well..as perfect as you could get, because nothing is every really perfect.}
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"Please don't torture me, I just want to go on the date, and NOT be interrogated about every little thing I decide." I tried explaining for the millionth time to my best friend. You would think it was a girl but its not, its Niall Horan. He has been so worked up about why I was going on a date with his band mate, who I have known for a few years now.
"But why! You guys have known each other for as long as I have know him, why now!? You know how he is Sarah, you of all people should. And if he just realized how amazing you are, it took him long enough." he said, reminding me how I was back in the "X-Factor days". You see, Niall has known me since middle school, always with me, partners in crime for life basically. He didn't see how nerdy and well..just "un-cool" I was back then. I was just Niall's one best friend that is there all the time. None of the boys gave me a second glance or thought, only when I talked or Niall mentioned me; I was just a shadow in the background. But since then, I have...changed a little. Im not nerdy; as much, and I changed a few little things about my look slightly. No baggy shirts and sweats, more fitting clothes and jean shorts, but not too short; just casual clothes that every girl wears. I was just a different type of case of what you call, "late bloomers".
"I don't know, I am not the one you should be asking, he asked me on a date, and I said yes. I wasn't going to reject him, you know that." I said as I grabbed my usual shorts and t-shirt, making my way to the bathroom. Having him as my best friend since middle school has always been like this, he doesnt think anyone is good enough for me. He knows my past, how all my past dates have been nothing but dissappointments from no-shows to just flat out horrible dates and not being appreciated; and no, he does not like me becasue he has a girlfriend for two years now and he is seriously only a brother to me. If you think otherwise then; gross.
Now dont get me wrong, I have liked Harry ever since I met him those three years ago, but he just never saw me that way, so I learned to ignore my feelings. But ignoring feelings is harder than you think. He would look at me and then advert his eyes quickly once I noticed him. We were best friends as he was being with girl after girl and me having to watch from the sidelines hurt me; so much. But three years ago things changed.
He had no one to go to, all the boys told him that she was no good; so he came to me..
~Flashback~
"I..I d-didn't know where to go. The guys said she wasn't good..they were right; Caroline was just using me. I'm so stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stuipid." he said once I had let him in from the raining night and gave him a cup of hot chocolate as he sat on my families' couch. His unrulely curls were stuck to his face and his clothes were soaked from the rain. "They wouldnt listen..so I came here. To you." he said looking at me with those vunerable 16-year old green eyes; I couldn't decide if the streaks on his face were the remains of the rain or his tears. His eyes moved around my face, eventually landing on my lips before he moved his gaze back up to my eyes.
He had moved so fast I didn't process anything until his lips had landed on mine.
~End Flashback~
After that we have yet to mention that night to anyone, only told them about his break up with the older woman. I still remember it and think of it often. He was my first kiss.
Since then we dated other people, never discussing the kiss which coudln't compare to any others. Yes I have dated other guys and kissed them but all of them never compared, I'd eventually break up with them because I couldnt handle it.
"Where is he taking you anyway?" he asked as he slipped his own shoes on and grabbed his keys, ready to leave before Harry got here.
"I..he never told me." I said with realization and a small smile. The sound of knuckles hitting my front door went through the house and Niall went to get the door, me chasing him to make him stop. I was too late because Harry was already standing in my hallway looking as dasing as ever.
"Hi Sarah, you look beautiful, as always." his smooth voice spoke, making me blush.
A gagging sound came from Niall before he spoke, "She has been beautiful since forever, now I'll be going." he said while walking out the door, leaving awkward fresh in the air around us.
"Sorry about him, he just..is a little,"
"Protective, I know. I don't blame him though." he finished for me making me smile more. "Shall we go?" he asked as he held out his hand for me to take. I nodded while putting my hand in his as he pulled me out the door and to his car, opening the door for me.
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"Come on its just a few more minutes, Sarah." his smooth voice spoke, making me calm down more.
It was pitch black underneath the bandana that covered my eyes, and my clumsy feet kept catching on what seemed like branches on the ground. I figured we were somewhere in the forest, but it doesnt seem like a familiar place. His hands were covering my own as he guided me down a difficult path, I could tell he was walking backwards by the sound of his voice facing me; hopfully he doesnt tri-
My thoughts were cut off when he did infact trip, making his hands reflex and grip my own tighter. I fell with him; well more like on top of him, both of us supporting our own "Oomph" and we hit a surface. I couldn't speak because I was surprised and two, I was laying on top of him. My breath caught in my throat, not alowing air flow or words to flow out of my mouth.
Harry didn't make any move to push me off, so I tried to get up but I was held down by his arms around my back. Fingers trailed down and up my spine leaving trails of goosebumps behind underneath my shirt. Being blind does things to you; I can't tell where we are, how we got here, and what he looks like. He could have a sinister look or his famous smirk plastered on his face, but I would never know.
With that thought, I reached to take my blind fold off but he stopped me, grabbing my hand with his own and interlocked our fingers together, sending a shiver through me.
"Don't, please. You don't need to see, Babe, just feel. Okay?" he said, and I couldn't respond with words so I nodded in response. I barely had time to think about what he meant before a familiar lips attached to my own. I remember his lips from our last kiss; the way they moved, how they felt, everything. My eyes closed naturally as my hands naturally found their way to his hair and neck; like it was routine for them too. Our lips moved in sync as one of his hands moved to my waist and the other to my hair, fisting it occasionally.
We stayed like that until we were desperate for air. When we pulled apart, I remembered that I was still blinded and didn't notice that he leaned back in for another kiss. This kiss was different; more passionate but also need went into this kiss.
His hand went from my waist and moved down slowly over my butt with a little squeeze, then stayed on the back of my thigh as we continued to kiss. Harry's hand would squeeze occassionally at random times making me moan slightly from his touch. The blind fold blocked me from my vision, but I knew exactly what I wanted; more.
Without thinking I removed my lips from his and he let out a small gasp as I moved down his jawline, leaving trails of kisses to his neck. I couldn't see where I was going at but I did exactly what he was wanting me to do. Feel. I sat up, straddling him so my hands could travel to his toned chest and down to his abdomen. He moaned before flipping us over, so he was on top.
"Don't tease me like that. Please." he said pleadingly with short gasps of air into my ear. His breath was against my ear and I felt the slight scent of mint move closer to my mouth. "We really should get to where we are supposed to go, you caught me off guard there, clumsy." he said quietly, though we were the only ones; I am pretty sure, that are in this forest.
I faked a gasp and said, "Excuse me? I wasn't the one who tripped and also not the one who made the first move." I said looking at where I thought his face was; for all I know I could be speaking to a leaf.
"Well, you did make it your mission to escalate it very quickly, babe." he spoke, the pet name spilling out of his lips perfectly. If only I had a face mask instead of a blind fold so I can hide the blush creeping on my cheeks. "Come on. We have a few more minutes to walk until we get there." He said as he got up and helped me up as well. His big hand linked with my much smaller one and guided me through the forest. Our feet made crunching sounds as we stepped on leaves and branches, and birds sang in the background as we walked.
Suddenly we stopped and he let go of my hand, leaving me totally unaware of my surroundings. Where the hell did he go? "H-Harry please don't leave me. This isn't funny!" I said shakily.
I smelled a brush of mint and felt arms wrap around my waist as a voice whispered into my ear, " You can take the blindfold off now, Babe."
I pulled the cover off my eyes to see a meadow; moon light shining through the canopy of trees, flowers patched everywhere with a small pond to the right of us. I spun around in circles, looking at every little thing in the area, the two birds in branches, the moon reflecting off the pond and the Lillie's scattered around with other colorful flowers accompanying them.
"I-It's beautiful Haz!" I exclaimed in so much joy as I spun around to see him and throw my arms around his neck. "It's the most beautiful thing I've seen before! Thank you thank you thank you!" I continued as I squeezed him hard; hopefully he can breathe.
"It's a close second for me, but you are right, it is really beautiful here." He spoke looking up then back down to me, his eyes unreadable, "I found it that night you know." My face must look confused because he pulled me over to lay on the grass before he spoke again, "That night, the night where we kissed for the first time." He said while turning his head to look at me. Our hands were interlocked as we layed next to each other. "I haven't forgotten that you know, I'm not some air headed pop star who kisses and forgets; I kiss and miss." He said, and now I know I'm confused.
" I don't understand Haz." I said quietly, so confused on what he meant by all this. He sat up, playing mindlessly with both my hands as I stayed lying down.
I heard him sigh before speaking, "After the night we kissed, I knew I couldn't tell the guys; as much as I love and trust them I knew they would eventually slip up to Niall. I knew that wasn't a good idea because you are his sister practically. So I walked around, thinking about everything that happened, and some how I ended up here. I thought and thought here until I finally came to the conclusion that I liked you; I really really liked you, and that I had since I met you. I was so naive back then, I hid it. I was afraid Niall would never talk to me or you would reject me. I was a confused overreacting 16 year old boy. I still come here when I need to get away, it calms me down knowing what I came to conclusion about here. I haven't forgotten the kiss, I still dream about what would have happened differently if I actually did something about it. I kissed you, and then I missed you. We went on tour after and I thought my feelings would fade, but they only grew and grew." He stopped and looked at me, his eyes and body looked so vulnerable as he laid his heart on his table, as if he expected me to dice it up and serve it to him with a side of potatoes.
"I-I don't know what to say Harry. I mean.. You said everything I've wanted to say for a long time, and more. I've liked you for too long now, hanging on to that small hope that you remembered our kiss as you dated others. I even tried to get over you by dating as well, but none of them were.." I stopped feeling silly to be confessing this to someone other than Niall or my best girl friend. " but none of them were you. And now you are telling me you liked me all along, my mind just can't wrap around it. Three years Harry. Three YEARS I waited for you and you finally come. Not three days, weeks or months, but three YEARS. We were best of friends within, but it hurt me to see you with other girls after you kissed me like you did. I don't know if I can believe you, you expect me to believe that you have liked me for three years and never once tried to tell me that you liked me? Bullshit." I spoke, finally, and I was pissed after I let all of my bundled up feelings out of me.
Harry looked away to the pond, his eyes mirroring the way the water moved from the slight wind. He closed his eyes and clenched and unclenched his fists before he spoke, this time me believing him, " We'll I'm saying it now aren't I? I know, I know it seems to far fetched, but it's true. Sometimes the most out of the ball park things are the things that you have got to believe I most. I took a chance like that once; The X-Factor, and I'm taking the same chance again now. I'm taking a long jump and hopefully I'll land on my feet."
My mind was racing millions of miles a minute, everything was going through my head; what to think, what to do or say. But I still had no clue on either of them.
"I've held this in way too long. I had to tell you now before it was really is too late and you decided to leave. I liked you Sarah; a lot, I really did, but over time that has grown to love. I know it may seem too early to say it, but for me it is way over due. Please believe me, I will try everything in the book and anything beyond that to make you trust me and believe that I love you. Please." He spoke as he made me even speechless.
He loved me?
"If you don't believe me I'll tell you when I fell for you. Remember whe-" and I couldn't take his rambling any longer; so I cut him off with my finger to his lips as soon as I sat up and faced him.
"Please shhh, Haz. You are rambling again." I said looking at him. I was sitting on my knees as he was sat on the ground with his legs crossed. My finger remained on his lips as his hand moved to my own, tracing my bottom lips lightly, eventually caressing my right cheek. leaned in and we kissed, sealing my trust in him; and my love.