Stole My Heart
04
A few months passed and Lucy and I had become pretty good friends with the guys. We were able to keep in contact with them as they left for their European tour. We video chatted, emailed, and called each other nearly every day.
Over the course of those few months, I had developed substantial feelings for Harry but had not yet told him. I confided in Lucy.
“I just don’t know what to do Luce. I really like him, but should I tell him? We’re such great friends and I’m not sure what my telling him will do.” I fiddled with the hem of my shirt.
She looked at me long and hard.
“Tell him how you feel. If you feel so strongly about him, let him know. I’m sure he has to feel the same way about you,” she said.
“How can you be so sure? How do you know how he’s going to react?” I was totally unsure. I sighed, a huge, prolonged sigh.
“Tell him tomorrow. They’re coming home and have a few months off.”
I nodded. I guess there was only one way to find out.
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We waited at the airport anxiously for the boys to come home. I was a fit of nerves. Nervous to see Harry. Nervous to tell him about how I felt. Nervous how he would react. Nervous how the guys would react. Lucy put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“Everything is going to work out just fine,” she said. Her eyes never left the gate. She and Niall had been slowly but surely building up a relationship. They weren’t dating, but they definitely had feelings for each other.
As soon as I saw them I was running. Past Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Niall and straight into Harry’s arms. He lifted me up as I hugged him.
“God I’ve missed you!” I mumbled into his curls.
“I’ve missed you, too Darce,” he replied. He put me down and I felt a smile spread across my face. I grabbed my hand as we headed toward their waiting car.
The ride home was torture. Now that they were home and we were on our way back to their complex, I was nervous again. When we pulled up to their place I nearly tripped as I exited the car. Climbing the stairs to Lou and Harry’s apartment, I let myself in. I had my own key because I visited so often.
I decided to let the boys settle in before I talked to Harry. Once he had showered and changed, I decided I couldn’t put off this talk any longer.
“Harry?” I asked hesitantly. I poked my head into his room. He turned around.
“What’s up Darcy?”
“Do you have a minute? I would like to talk to you about something.”
“Sure, Lou went over to Zayn’s so we have the place to ourselves. What’s up?”
I walked passed him and sat on his bed and focused on my hands. My palms were sweaty and my heart was beating a mile a minute. I could feel his curious gaze on me but couldn’t meet it.
“What’s wrong Darcy? Is everything okay?”
I could hear the worry in his voice and knew that it was now or never.
“Everything is fine, but I need to tell you something.” I paused.
“These past few months have been amazing with you and the guys, and as the weeks slipped by I began to realize that I had more than platonic feelings for you. I really like you Harry.” I said the last part so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. When I finally worked up the courage to look at him, he was staring at me. A look of relief passed over his face, but it was gone in an instant. He sat down on the bed next to me.
“Do you?” he asked. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. His next move shocked me. He pulled me into an embrace and I could feel his nose buried in my hair.
“I have more than platonic feelings for you, too Darcy,” he said using my same words. I pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were twinkling in the dim light. I smiled and leaned back into him. We sat in silence for a while before deciding to move into the living room. He flicked on a movie and we watched in silence, his strong arms wrapped around me. I laid my head on his shoulder, a feeling of warmth and happiness spreading through my body. I felt my eyelids grow heavy and didn’t fight them as they fell seemingly of their own accord.
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I jolted awake, not sure of what had woken me. I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, and I looked down to find Harry still sleeping peacefully. We were still on the couch but the apartment was dark. I knew that Louis must have seen us as he walked in. I shook Harry awake.
“Harry, let’s go to your room,” I murmured, sleep threatening once more. He nodded in assent and we stumbled into the dark room, just barely making it onto the bed before passing out once more.
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“Gooooooooooooood moooooooooooorning!!!!!!!” Louis screamed at us. I threw an arm over my eyes as he switched on the light. Harry groaned and pulled me close, burying his face in my shoulder. He too, was trying to escape from the light.
“Go away Louis and shut off the light,” I groaned not yet ready to get up.
“But it’s only 7:00am!” he shouted. I cracked an eye and gave him the death glare. He smiled in response and proceeded to jump on the bed.
“Get up, get up, get up, get up,” he chanted.
“Harry, reign in your boyfriend,” I said, attempting to fall back asleep. Louis continued to make a racket as Harry had decided to ignore my request. I sighed and sat up. Sleep was impossible with this goon in the room. I heard Louis laugh in delight and race out the door. I flopped back down into Harry’s arms, not yet ready to wake. He pulled me close and I snuggled into him. I was drifting off to sleep when he shot up.
“Did Lou say it’s 7?” he asked. His tone had me worried.
“Yes he did, why?” I asked slowly, not quite sure of the situation.
“What day is it?”
“It’s Monday. Harry what’s going on?” I asked again as he jumped out of bed and raced around the room.
“We’re shooting our ‘One Thing’ video today! I totally forgot!” he exclaimed as he finished dressing. I got up and changed as well, not wanting to miss their antics.
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It was nearly nine before we had assembled. We still waited on Liam.
“What’s taking so long? There’s going to be a makeup and hair team when we get there so what’s he doing?” I whined.
“He’s just being Liam,” Zayn responded. I nodded. It wasn’t much of an explanation but I knew what he meant. I grabbed Harry’s hand as Liam finally emerged and we headed downstairs to the waiting car. I caught Lucy’s eye and she smiled. Our hand holding hadn’t gone unnoticed by her. I was surprised that the lads didn’t know by now, what with Louis’s big blabber mouth and all. I smiled at that thought and climbed into the car with the lads, ready for a long day of shooting ahead.
Over the course of those few months, I had developed substantial feelings for Harry but had not yet told him. I confided in Lucy.
“I just don’t know what to do Luce. I really like him, but should I tell him? We’re such great friends and I’m not sure what my telling him will do.” I fiddled with the hem of my shirt.
She looked at me long and hard.
“Tell him how you feel. If you feel so strongly about him, let him know. I’m sure he has to feel the same way about you,” she said.
“How can you be so sure? How do you know how he’s going to react?” I was totally unsure. I sighed, a huge, prolonged sigh.
“Tell him tomorrow. They’re coming home and have a few months off.”
I nodded. I guess there was only one way to find out.
----
We waited at the airport anxiously for the boys to come home. I was a fit of nerves. Nervous to see Harry. Nervous to tell him about how I felt. Nervous how he would react. Nervous how the guys would react. Lucy put a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“Everything is going to work out just fine,” she said. Her eyes never left the gate. She and Niall had been slowly but surely building up a relationship. They weren’t dating, but they definitely had feelings for each other.
As soon as I saw them I was running. Past Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Niall and straight into Harry’s arms. He lifted me up as I hugged him.
“God I’ve missed you!” I mumbled into his curls.
“I’ve missed you, too Darce,” he replied. He put me down and I felt a smile spread across my face. I grabbed my hand as we headed toward their waiting car.
The ride home was torture. Now that they were home and we were on our way back to their complex, I was nervous again. When we pulled up to their place I nearly tripped as I exited the car. Climbing the stairs to Lou and Harry’s apartment, I let myself in. I had my own key because I visited so often.
I decided to let the boys settle in before I talked to Harry. Once he had showered and changed, I decided I couldn’t put off this talk any longer.
“Harry?” I asked hesitantly. I poked my head into his room. He turned around.
“What’s up Darcy?”
“Do you have a minute? I would like to talk to you about something.”
“Sure, Lou went over to Zayn’s so we have the place to ourselves. What’s up?”
I walked passed him and sat on his bed and focused on my hands. My palms were sweaty and my heart was beating a mile a minute. I could feel his curious gaze on me but couldn’t meet it.
“What’s wrong Darcy? Is everything okay?”
I could hear the worry in his voice and knew that it was now or never.
“Everything is fine, but I need to tell you something.” I paused.
“These past few months have been amazing with you and the guys, and as the weeks slipped by I began to realize that I had more than platonic feelings for you. I really like you Harry.” I said the last part so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. When I finally worked up the courage to look at him, he was staring at me. A look of relief passed over his face, but it was gone in an instant. He sat down on the bed next to me.
“Do you?” he asked. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. His next move shocked me. He pulled me into an embrace and I could feel his nose buried in my hair.
“I have more than platonic feelings for you, too Darcy,” he said using my same words. I pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were twinkling in the dim light. I smiled and leaned back into him. We sat in silence for a while before deciding to move into the living room. He flicked on a movie and we watched in silence, his strong arms wrapped around me. I laid my head on his shoulder, a feeling of warmth and happiness spreading through my body. I felt my eyelids grow heavy and didn’t fight them as they fell seemingly of their own accord.
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I jolted awake, not sure of what had woken me. I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, and I looked down to find Harry still sleeping peacefully. We were still on the couch but the apartment was dark. I knew that Louis must have seen us as he walked in. I shook Harry awake.
“Harry, let’s go to your room,” I murmured, sleep threatening once more. He nodded in assent and we stumbled into the dark room, just barely making it onto the bed before passing out once more.
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“Gooooooooooooood moooooooooooorning!!!!!!!” Louis screamed at us. I threw an arm over my eyes as he switched on the light. Harry groaned and pulled me close, burying his face in my shoulder. He too, was trying to escape from the light.
“Go away Louis and shut off the light,” I groaned not yet ready to get up.
“But it’s only 7:00am!” he shouted. I cracked an eye and gave him the death glare. He smiled in response and proceeded to jump on the bed.
“Get up, get up, get up, get up,” he chanted.
“Harry, reign in your boyfriend,” I said, attempting to fall back asleep. Louis continued to make a racket as Harry had decided to ignore my request. I sighed and sat up. Sleep was impossible with this goon in the room. I heard Louis laugh in delight and race out the door. I flopped back down into Harry’s arms, not yet ready to wake. He pulled me close and I snuggled into him. I was drifting off to sleep when he shot up.
“Did Lou say it’s 7?” he asked. His tone had me worried.
“Yes he did, why?” I asked slowly, not quite sure of the situation.
“What day is it?”
“It’s Monday. Harry what’s going on?” I asked again as he jumped out of bed and raced around the room.
“We’re shooting our ‘One Thing’ video today! I totally forgot!” he exclaimed as he finished dressing. I got up and changed as well, not wanting to miss their antics.
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It was nearly nine before we had assembled. We still waited on Liam.
“What’s taking so long? There’s going to be a makeup and hair team when we get there so what’s he doing?” I whined.
“He’s just being Liam,” Zayn responded. I nodded. It wasn’t much of an explanation but I knew what he meant. I grabbed Harry’s hand as Liam finally emerged and we headed downstairs to the waiting car. I caught Lucy’s eye and she smiled. Our hand holding hadn’t gone unnoticed by her. I was surprised that the lads didn’t know by now, what with Louis’s big blabber mouth and all. I smiled at that thought and climbed into the car with the lads, ready for a long day of shooting ahead.
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