Harry's POV

I mindlessly play with Lana's hair, just looking at her. Her hair so so soft. I'm glad she came over to talk to me. I was freaking out after our talk in biology. I thought maybe she wasn't over Josh and that scared the hell out of me. This is the first girl I've ever met that I think I could really fall for.

Did I just think that?

I had to admit, I like the way she still cared about his feelings. It showed what a good person she is. I just didn't like that it meant us having to be mindful of that guy. I knew for certain that he would not show her the same courtesy. But, I guess that's just who she is. I let her hair fall from my fingers and reach off the side of the bed and pick up a guitar. I start strumming mindlessly, and I see Lana turn on her side and watch my fingers strum the chords. I didn't really play in front of people and I never let them hear me sing, but I felt oddly comfortable around this girl.

"Lana?" She looks at me, as if I've pulled her out of some deep though. "Will you go on a date with me?"

Lana's POV

I stare into his eyes, trying with all my might to control my expression. The truth is, I'm shocked. I didn't think Harry would ask me out, at least not this soon. I got the feeling that he didn't really go on dates. After today I definitely know that I like him, but suddenly my break up with Josh forces its way into my mind. What if I fall in love again? What if he hurts me? Can I go through that again?

I suddenly realize I've been silent for a little too long when I see his eyebrows pull together in worry and he starts playing the guitar again.

"I mean...you don't have to. It's not a big deal. I just thought-"

I silence him but putting a finger to his lips. "Yes. I would love to go on a date with you."

He stops playing and looks at me with the biggest smile on his face, dimples and all. He puts his guitar beside him on the bed and I can't help but think how adorable he is. I giggle as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me on top of him.

"You've just made me extremely happy, Langley Forester."

"I'm glad," I say, putting my lips against his. I feel him smile into the kiss as he pulls me closer to him.

"I don't know what you two are doing," Anne says from the hallway, causing me to pull back abruptly from the kiss, "but I'm not coming in this time. I just want you to know that dinner is almost ready!" She laughs and we hear her going back downstairs. Harry laughs at the shocked expression on my face and taps my nose.

"She has the worst timing ever, apparently," he said, eyes flickering between my eyes and lips. I laugh softly and climb off the bed, pulling him up with me. As I turn to walk out the door, he suddenly pulls me back, slamming me into his hard chest. I gasp at the sudden motion and look up at him, only to see that all too familiar smirk on his face.

"We'll continue this later," he says whispering into my ear and kissing my neck a few times before stepping back, picking his shirt up off the floor and sliding it on. I pout a little as his abs disappear. He laughs softly and takes my hand, and leading me out of the room.

We go downstairs hand in hand and walk into the kitchen. Anne and Robin are setting the table, bringing all the food and setting it down in the middle. It smells incredible and I realize that I'm starving.

"Smells amazing, mum," Harry says, inhaling. He leads me to the dining room table and pulls out a chair for me. I look at him, surprised and raise an eyebrow before sitting down. He sits in the chair beside me, placing his hand on my knee. Anne and Robin sit down across from us, both trying to hide their own smiles.

"Well," Anne says, obviously trying not to laugh, "everyone dig in! I hope the chicken I put in is more to your liking, boys. Lana, help yourself to whatever. Would everyone like some wine?" She asks, getting up from her chair. I look at Harry who's nodding, saying that he would. I just nod as well; I've never had wine and my parents never offered me a drink. Harry takes my plate and starts scooping food onto it, I tell him when to stop and he sets it back down. After he puts some on everyone's plate he gets his own and sets his plate back down to start eating. He puts his hand back on my leg, but a little higher this time. I feel my pulse start to speed up. He had an amazing kind of affect on me! Anne comes back with some red wine and pours us all a glass. I take a sip of mine, trying it. It's bitter, but it does taste nice. we all begin to eat, talk and laugh a lot. I feel very at home here, probably more than my own home.

Throughout dinner Harry keeps his hand on my leg, slowly moving it up. He starts getting closer and closer to the top of my inner thigh and I just can't handle it anymore, so I put my hand on his and push it back down to my knee. He looks at me and I look back. He just smirks and continues talking. After we've all finished Robin starts clearing some of the dishes.

"Thank you, darling," Anne says adoringly, and turns back to us. "Good to see you two have made up. Harry was having quite the fit when he came home today. I reckon he would've cried if I hadn't been there," she says, winking at him.

I look at Harry and stifle a giggle. He's staring at Anne, wide eyed and turning a bright shade of red. He smiles nervously and takes a sip of his wine, shaking his head at his mother. I laugh and rub his arm, finding it cute the way he gets embarrassed.

"But I think the three of us are going to need some kind of system," she says, brows furrowing.

"What do you mean?" I ask, not really sure what she's talking about.

"Well," she continues, smirking, "I don't know how many more times I can handle walking in on Harry lying on top of you. I mean I'm as understanding as the next person, but he is my baby after all."

I feel my eyes widen and my face turning a deep shade of crimson. I look into my cup and take a fairly large sip of wine. Harry laughs and rubs my leg, trying to comfort me.

"Mum, have you had enough now? Embarrassed me quite thoroughly? And now look what you've done, Lana's face will probably never recover from turning that red," Harry says, gently rubbing my cheek and laughing with his mother. He's clearly not phased by her witnessing our make out sessions, but I can't help but be embarrassed. I swat his hand away from my face and laugh as well. Anne gets up and begins to help Robin with cleaning up. I start to get up and clear some dishes, effectively ending Harry's contact with my leg, which makes me a little bit sad. We all clean up together, washing dishes and laughing. Robin and Anne go upstairs, saying goodnight and that they'll be watching a movie in their room. I say goodnight and lean against the counter, yawning.

"Tired?" Harry asks, walking to me and resting his arms on my waist. I nod and lean into his chest, closing my eyes.

"I should probably go home. I left my phone there and since it's friday the girls will definitely want to do something," I say, wrapping my arms around his torso. I was battling myself internally, not wanting to leave.

He chuckles, resting his chin on the top of my head. He then kisses the top of my head, breathing in the smell of my hair. I hold him tighter. He starts kissing down the side of my face, down to my neck and behind my ear, sucking a little. I let out a soft moan and feel his smile against my skin. My heart starts beating faster and I start to push him back. He looks at me, surprise on his face. I rest my hands on his chest.

"Harry, I've had enough of your mom walking in on us. The kitchen is a neutral zone so she can come in here whenever she wants. I will not have her see us like this anymore," I say, pushing him back a little more for effect and crossing my arms over my chest.

He smirks deviously and takes a step back. I'm about to ask what he's up to when he looks out the window and quickly throws me over his shoulder. I squeal and start flailing and hitting his back.

"Harry Styles put my down! What are you doing!"

"Your car is the only one in your driveway, so I figure my mom can't walk in on us over there," he says, playfully smacking my ass. I giggle but continue hitting his back, trying to make him put me down.

"That really doesn't do much to me, love." I roll me eyes and go limp, just hanging over his shoulder as he walks across the street and into my house. I expect him to put me down when we get inside, but he doesn't. He starts walking around, obviously familiarizing himself with the layout before walking up the stairs.

"For goodness sake, Harry, put me down already!" I hear him laugh as he opens the first door on the left, which is a guest bedroom. "Second door on the right," I say quietly, knowing what he's looking for. He suddenly swings me off his shoulder and carries me bridal style, causing me to giggle. He opens the door to my bedroom and kicks it shut with his foot, never looking away from my eyes, and throws me onto the bed. I giggle again as he crawls on top of me, starting to kiss my collar bone. I close my eyes, absorbing how amazing it feels to have his lips against my skin. He slowly moves up, getting closer to my face, but spends plenty of time leaving kisses and tiny bite marks around and behind my ear. When I can't wait any longer I put my hands on either side of his face and pull it to my own, crashing my lips into his. Every part of my body was on fire, wanting him closer. I tangle my hands into his hair while his tongue finds its way into my mouth, and I hear him moan softly. I wrap my legs around his waist while his hands explore my midsection, pulling my shirt up slowly. He pulls me into a sitting position, my legs still around him while I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up. He breaks the kiss to remove it completely but his lips quickly find mine again. My hands roam over his abs and chest, taking in his incredible body. He puts his hand under my shirt, and I reach for the bottom of it and pull it over my head quickly and wrap my arms around his neck, wanting to make up for the distance it caused. He smiled into the kiss as he laid me back down on the bed, hands exploring my now bare skin.

As his hands find the top of my jeans, my door bursts open and we suddenly break apart, Harry rolling off of me and sitting up.

"Lana Forester you betting have a good reas-" I hear Brooke yell as she barges into my room, El trailing behind her. "Oh!" They both say, El's face turning red. Harry laughs and I grab my shirt, throwing it back over my head. Harry looks at me, disappointed.

"Well, well, well," Brooke says, trying not to laugh. "I guess you do have a good reason for not answering your phone. Hello, there, Harry," she says, leaning against the wall and giving him a small wave. He still hasn't put his shirt back on and he lays back against the pillows, folding his hands over his stomach.

"Brooke. Eleanor," he says, nodding at each of them. His signature smirk is playing on his lips and I groan at how uncomfortable I am.

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask, getting off the bed and walking over to them. El is laughing uncontrollably at this point, clutching her sides and leaning against the wall. Brooke stares at me in the 'we'll talk about this later' kind of way. I know my cheeks must be burning red.

"We've been calling and texting you all afternoon. I would ask why you didn't answer, but I think I understand," she says, glancing at Harry, who still hasn't put his shirt back on.

He winks at me when I look at him, and I look back to my friends. "I left my phone here and I was at Harry's house until about ten minutes ago."

"Ten minutes?" El says, finally not laughing. She looks at Harry and says, "Wow you work fast, don't you Styles?"

I smack her arm and she looks at me innocently, shrugging. Harry is unfazed. "Well, I have to be. Seems like Langley and I can't have a moment to ourselves without someone walking in." He winks at me again and I roll my eyes. "But I guess better you two then my mother," he says sitting up and getting off the bed.

"Your mom walked in on you two?" Brooke says, eyes wide.

"Yea. Twice," I say, holding up two fingers. Harry makes his way over to me, still topless. I stare at his stomach and chest before meeting his eyes. He raises his eyebrows at me. "Like what you see, love?" He asks coolly, walking past me and into my bathroom, locking the door behind him. As soon as the door closes Eleanor and Brooke jump onto the bed and start laughing as quietly as they can manage. I roll my eyes and wait for them to be done.

"Oh my gosh! He is so HOT!" Brooke whispers, giving me a jealous look. "You bitch, you are so lucky. El, did you get a look at those abs? I mean seriously I thought Josh was a babe but Harry is like a whole other level!"

El continues to giggle and I walk over and lean against the edge of the bed, narrowing my eyes at Brooke. "Okay, lets limit the talk of comparing Josh and Harry. They're nothing alike."

"I'd say!" El squeals, jumping up and hugging me. I can't help but smile and hug her back.

I pull away and look at them both. "What are you guys actually doing here? And why are you dressed like that?" I ask, noting they're both wearing clothes they would wear to...a party.
(Brooke: http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_566/set?id=100206939
Eleanor: http://www.polyvore.com/rougebordeaux_lt/set?id=100411003)

"Please tell me you did not forget about Louis' party tonight?" El says, clutching my arms a little too tightly. "Lan! We've been talking about this for two weeks!"

"Talking about what?" Harry asks, coming out of the bathroom.

"This huge party that Louis is throwing. And Lana has to go. She has no choice," El says, letting go of me and sitting beside Brooke. I look at them, at Harry, and back to them. They both shrug their shoulders.

"We aren't leaving. You are getting ready and coming with us if we have to drag you there. Sorry Harry, but your little romp in the sac is going to have to wait," Brooke says, getting up and going into my closet. I smack her as she walks by. Harry chuckles and picks up his shirt, walking back over to me as he pulls it over his head. I pout a little as I watch his body disappear from my vision. He laughs as he sees the expression on my face and sits on the bed.

"Don't worry, love. I don't plan on keeping it on for long," he says, winking. I blush as El starts giggling and runs into the closet. I sit on the bed beside him and lean my head against his shoulder.

"Do you want to come to the party?" I ask as he starts slowly shaking his head. "Please! Come on Harry, please. I won't have any fun if you don't come! El will be with Lou and Brooke always ditches me at parties! Just come!" I beg, as he continues shaking his head. I sigh, knowing what card to play to make him come with me.

"Well," I say, getting up and standing between his legs, leaning against his body. I put my hands o his shoulders lightly as he puts his hands on the back of my thighs. "Josh is probably going to be there..." I trail, watching his face for a reaction. I see his eyes go wide as he contemplates this, and suddenly he flips me on my back on top of the bed, laying on top of me but supporting most of his weight so we are barely touching.

"I guess we're going to a party," he says, kissing me quickly before getting up. I sit up, smiling that I've convinced him. "I'll go get ready. Text me when you want to go and I'll walk over," he says, walking out of my room. I sigh and lay down on my bed, absorbing the afternoons events, before running into the closet to help El and Brooke find me an outfit. I settle on something a little more comfortable than what they want me to wear, http://www.polyvore.com/for_you/set?id=78909738, and the help me with my hair.

"Are we walking there?" I ask as Brooke moves to the back of my head to give it a slight wave.

"Yea, neither of us want to drive. It's not that far, just two streets over," El says, doing my make up.

"Guys, I know where Lou's house is. It is that far. It would take us like thirty minutes to walk there not wearing heels!" I whine.

"Well, do you want to drive?" El asks, raising her eyebrows at me. I pout as I brace myself for the long walk that will inevitably result in one of us spraining an ankle.

"Sooo, Lana. I guess your talk with Harry went alright after school?"

"Yes, Brooke, it did. I actually had dinner with his mom and stepdad."

"Wow, dinner with the family already? That's big," Brooke said, sounding surprised.

"Well, considering his mum walked in on them twice there doesn't seem to be much to hide, does there?" El said, giggling. They both started laughing at me. I just sat quietly while they teased, waiting for them to be done. When they both stepped away from me I went into the bedroom to text Harry. They followed me, sitting on my bed and sliding their heels back on. It was now about 9:30.

L: Hey, we are ready to go!

H: Took you long enough ;) are we walking?

L: Yea. Its kinda far but none of us want to drive so we'll take a cab back if we need to.

H: I can drive, i dont mind.

L: you dont have to! we can walk it's fine.

H: I assume you are once again wearing tall shoes and we both know how clumsy you are. so yea I think ill drive;)

L: fine lol. we'll be over in a minute

"Guys, Harry says he can drive us. Are you guys sleeping here?" I ask, going back to the closet to get my tan clutch and dropping my phone in it. I hear them whispering so I walk back out. "What are you guys talking about?"

They look at each other and back to me. "Well," El begins, "we were going to, but if you want us to find somewhere else to crash so you can spend the night with Harry that's fine with us."

I roll my eyes and start walking out of my room and down the hall. I hear them follow. "I will not be sleeping with Harry tonight. We can all sleep here."

"I thought Harry told you you'd be continuing what we interrupted tonight? I heard that little 'I don't plan on keeping it on for long, love' he said when we were int he closet he thought we couldn't hear," El said, giggling. I felt my face flush a little and I was glad they were behind me.

"You guys can sleep here. Don't worry about it," I say, not wanting to talk about Harry's seductive comment. I lock my door and we make our way across the street. I knock on Harry's door and he comes to answer it a minute later, eyes widening when he looks at me. He smirks as he looks me up and down, making me blush. "Ladies," he says, nodding as he turns to close the door behind him. El and Brooke make their way to Harry's range rover and I go to follow, but he takes my wrist and pulls me back, kissing me passionately. I gasp for breath as he pulls away, leaning my forehead on his. He chuckles and looks into my eyes. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any more beautiful," he says, pulling back and leading me to the passenger side. He opens my door and helps me in, closing it and walking to the drivers side. El and brooke poke my sides playfully, obviously impressed by his chivalry. He gets in and starts driving.

Round two.

Notes

okay so i just want to tell anyone that I won't be having anything too sexual in here...i want to keep it pg-13 so if they do sleep together you will know, but i won't be describing it in detail. sorry to disappoint :p
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