Blurbs:
"I need you to make out with me. Don't worry though, it's for science."
"Stop being seductive." - "I was being myself, but okay."
"You're the only person I've ever actually wanted to spent the rest of my life with."
Harrison spent the night watching you enjoy yourself. Ever since Tom started filming Far From Home in London, he hadn't left your side and tried to spend as much time with you, enjoying every minute of getting to be next to you. He loved seeing you laugh and dance with your friends, he loved you. The blonde boy fell for you ages ago, but he never thought about making a move. It first started as the childish crush everyone used to have on their best friend, but he soon realized it was more than that - so much more.
What Harrison didn't know was that somewhere between dancing and laughing, you found yourself getting flustered every time he looked at you, realizing that what the two of you shared at the moment was so much more than just being best friends. You were used to dancing with Harrison, you were used to your bodies touching, you were used to his touches, but you weren't used to the feelings that shot through your body the moment you turned around and saw him look at you. It wasn't the usual look he sent you. This time you looked into his blue eyes and felt like somebody had swept you off your feet. The way he drew his lower lip between his teeth made you knees go weak and you felt your heart beat a faster pace.
"Stop being so damn seductive, Harrison." You laughed before turning around to get back to dancing.
"I was being myself, but okay." You heard Harrison laugh behind you, his hands finding their way to your hips as goosebumps appeared on your skin.
The night went on with the two of you getting a lot closer than you had ever been. The constant touching, smiling at each other and gazing into each other's eyes made you realize that you were starting to fall for your best friend and it scared the shit out of you.
It was 4am when Harrison, Tom and you walked through the boy's front door. You had spent the past nights at their flat and you weren't planning on leaving until the two of them had to leave the country again. You were kind of the unofficial roommate.
The three of you were still standing in the kitchen and talking about random things, when Harrison excused himself to take a quick shower.
"So, when did that finally happen?" Tom grinned at you, his voice low so Harrison wouldn't hear you talking.
"What?"
"You and H? You were all over each other tonight."
"We're friends, Tom." You rolled your eyes, knowing that for you it was definitely more, but Harrison saw you as his best friend. He had girls waiting in line for him to date them. He was never going to see you as more than a friend.
"Are you sure? Because I know Harrison has it bad for you, like really really whipped bad."
"Yeah, sure."
"You don't believe me?" Tom laughed, shaking his head at your obliviousness.
"Oh come on, Tom. We've been friends for years."
"Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that he's been harboring this crush on you for years."
"Did he tell you that?" You asked, still not believing him.
"No."
"Then how do you know?"
"I'm a genius, Darling." Tom laughed as you heard the door to the bathroom open again, revealing a topless Harrison.
"Ready for bed?" The blonde boy smiled as he threw an arm around you, pulling you into his side, making Tom send a grin your way.
The two of you got comfy in Harrison's bed, when he pulled you into his arms as you were already drifting off to sleep. You felt him place a soft kiss on your forehead when your dreams finally lulled you in.
Harrison woke up to you mumbling things in your sleep. He was still debating on whether or not to wake you up incase you were having bad dreams when he heard his name fall from your lips. The thoughts about him appearing in your dreams made him smile and pull you closer to him. How he loved having you in his arms. This was it - the moment he was the happiest.
"I need you to make out with me." He heard you mumble as his eyes shot open again. What were you dreaming about? Was he still part of that dream?
"Don't worry though, it's for science." The boy had to hold back a laugh. He knew you had weird dreams, but this one was definitely new.
"Shut up, Harrison." You moved again as you wrapped your arms around Harrison, burying your face in the crook of his neck. The boy's hand automatically went to you hair as he drifted back to sleep with a smile on his face.
You woke up because you felt like you were burning, Harrison's body warmth was nice in the winter, but in the summer it was like you were lying in an oven. You tried to free yourself from Harrison's grip but failed horribly.
"H.." You giggled as you poked his nose to make him loosen his grip.
"Sleep." He mumbled as he tightened his grip even more.
"Harrison, you're incredibly hot, you need to let go of me or else I'm going to melt." You laughed.
"I know I'm hot." You saw his mouth curve into a smile.
"Shut up, Harrison." Harrison's eyes opened slowly when he remembered your dream last night.
"Morning." He smiled as he finally let you scoot away from his warmth.
"Hi." You laughed as you turned to your side, facing him.
"So, what were you dreaming about last night?" Harrison grinned as memories of the dream you had made their way to your brain. Freaking Tom got into your head.
"U-Uh, nothing. What do you mean?"
"Who'd you want to make out with? For science?" Had you actually said that out loud? Shit.
"Uh... no one you need to know of."
"Was it me?" He joked, but when he saw you avoid his eye, his eyes widened, realizing that you had actually dreamed about him, "Was it me?" he asked again.
"No... M-Maybe. Forget it." You said, trying to get up to avoid talking more about it.
"Don't you dare get up now before telling me about your dream." Harrison laughed as he stopped you from leaving his bed.
"It's nothing, really, just some stupid dream."
"So you don't want to make out with me. Not even for science?" Harrison grinned as you rolled your eyes again, "What science by the way?"
"Would you shut up? I just wanted to test if this was more than friendship, now leave me alone." You said. Your eyes widened when you realized what you just said.
"There's only one way to find out, I guess." Your eyes finally met his blue ones when you understood what he meant. Did he actually want to kiss you?
"W-What?"
"Are you going to kiss me or not? For science?" His mouth curved into a smile as he pulled you closer to him, his hand finding it's way to your cheek as his thumb rubbed over the soft skin.
The moment your lips met his, you knew that this was so much more. It wasn't like you had imagined it in your dream, it was better - so much better. Your first kiss was innocent, the two of you scared to go too far. You were testing your waters, waiting for the other one to deepen the kiss to see if you both felt the same. To see if you both thought that this was so much more than just friendship.
"So, what did science say?" Harrison whispered against your lips when you pulled apart for air.
"Science needs a few more tests." You grinned, pulling him in for a more passionate kiss. A kiss to show him how much you wanted this, a kiss that finally let him know about you feelings for him. A kiss you thought would be hard to top by any other kiss.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this." Harrison smiled when you were back to being cuddled into his side, just enjoying the moment with your... what were you now?
"So Tom was right when he told me you've like me for a while?" You asked.
"I think he understated that a bit. I've known for a while that you're the only person I've ever actually wanted to spent the rest of my life with." Harrison smiled as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.
"I think we could make this work." You smiled, lifting your head to place a kiss on the blonde boys lips.
"So do I." Your boyfriend smiled.