"Get back here!" Harry yelled, chasing after me. I giggled and jumped behind the couch. I army-crawled across the floor, looking behind me to make sure he wasn't there. "FOUND YOU!" Harry screamed jumping on top of my back and flipping me over. Pinning my arms to the ground with his body, he reached towards me and started to tickle me.
"Stop Harry I can't breathe," I gasped, a silent beg for mercy.
Harry grinned. "You're lying," he whispered continuing to tickle me, his hot breath against the nape of my neck. I locked eyes with him. He had green eyes that were greener than grass and deeper than the grand canyon. Harry was lost in my eyes and I took advantage of that by pushing him off of me and jumping on top of the couch, glad to be free. I heard Harry laugh behind me and he plopped down in the seat next to me, swinging an arm over my shoulder. Harry and I always did those things. We literally just fooled around with each other all the time. When ever I'm with him, I never stop laughing, he's actually the best friend I've ever had.
I reached across the table and grabbed the Tv remote, turning it to E!. Harry groaned and I nudged him in the side. He laughed and started twirling my hair with his finger. I got so entranced by Keeping Up With The Kardashians that I didn't realize Harry was staring at me. I turned my head to face him and raised my eyebrows. His eyes lingered at my lips then sauntered back to my eyes. I silently hoped he would kiss me, all of our feelings colliding and we could finally be together, something I've subconsciously wanted forever now. Harry placed his left hand on my thigh and slowly started leaning in. I closed my eyes and followed his lead.
Finally our lips met, his lingering on mine for a second before we collided. I aggressively kissed him back and pushed him down so he was laying on his back on the couch. He grabbed my back and pushed me towards him, kissing my neck. He pressed his lips to mine again, his peppermint breath entering my mouth. Harry slowly descended away from my lips, a smile over coming his face.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to do that," he breathed. I smiled and positioned myself on his lap, running my finger along the bottom hem of his shirt. "So does this mean we're together now...? Please say yes..."
I was kind of taken back by what he said. I knew Harry inside out and I knew that he was definitely not the relationship type.
"Yes," I said, biting my lip, trying to hide the huge grin that was about to overwhelm my face.
Harry wrapped his arms around my lower back and said, "I know I've been a shitty boyfriend to almost every girl I've dated... But that won't be the case with you, trust me. I would never do anything to screw us up." My cheeks flushed, because we had only confessed our feelings a minute ago and he already tells me how much I mean to him.
"I just can't believe this is happening," I said interlocking my fingers with his, his hands cradling mine. "I've liked you for as long as I can remember, I just never knew you felt the same."
Harry messed up his hair and smiled, his dimples popping. "I've liked you since the day I met you. But just because I didn't tell you that before, doesn't mean that my heart was silent too, because it wasn't. And it never will be." I gulped back my tears and slid into his arms, basking in the heat that rradiated off of him. He kissed me on the forhead and whispered three words so quietly that I couldn't make them out.