"That was a great first date!" Harry said while grabbing me by the waist, swinging me towards him and putting a soft kiss on my cheek.
"Hahaha! Hold on there, Styles. That was definitly NOT a first date!" I said laughing.
"Can we make it one, then?"
"Mmmm..." I was thinking, after what happened last year, was this such a great idea?
"Please?" He was pouting.
"Fine. But you have to help me unpack!"

We walked to my house, and I unlocked the door. There was a note left on it, from dad.
I was called in for work, Lizzie. I can't say when I'll be back...might be over night. Talk to the neighbor, you'll like him!

I started to blush just thinking about how I was with Harry Styles. I lead him up to my bedroom, where almost everything was in boxes.

My bedroom was bigger, with a bathroom and a nice walk-in closet.

We started to unpack all of the boxes on my bed, which would clear up a space for us to at least sit down. All of the clothes in the closet were hung, my Mac Pro laptop tossed onto my nightstand, my tv switched off, and pandora playing through the speakers on my phone.

Hunter Hayes' song "Wanted" started to play through the speakers, as I danced around my room without remembering that Harry was helping me.

"Hahaha!" He laughed, I jumped and tripped over a box on the ground.
"I thought you were a dancer!" He laughed at me.
"I am! Just...well...at least come help me up!" I couldn't think of a comeback, my mind didn't exactly work like that.
He extended an arm out to me and I pulled him down on the floor with me. With both giggled at our immaturity, but eventually stood up.

The song's chorus came on just as we were standing up.
When I wrap you up...
Harry grabbed my arm and twirled me so I was curled up against his chest.
When I kiss your lips...
He just stared down at me, which was a good 7 inches down, seeing as I was short.
I looked up into his eyes, in a daze at how much the color pulled you in. Harry moved a piece of hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ears as I laid my head against his chest.
I wanna make you feel wanted...
He tucked his hand under my chin and pulled my eyes to meet his. I bit the inner corner of my lip, and suddenly we were kissing.

*Flashback*
"No! No no no no no...no..Ellie...no...this isn't at all-" I cut him off.
"Scott honestly? Really? Do you want me to just believe you and fall back into your arms?!"
"I'm sorry..." He pulled me by my arm and wrapped me tight against him. I tore off of him, though, not wanting even his eyes on me.
"No. I gave you a second chance. But for this? Is this the way I deserve to be treated?" I could see him get angry.
"Stop, Ellie."
"No! You drank, and you hit me last time! But I forgave you because you didn't know what you were doing! And now this?!"
*End flashback*

I could feel myself crying, and pulled away from Harry's kiss. I gently took myself away from him, and let myself fall on the floor, being too weak to stand.
"Liz!" He screamed as I fell out of his arms.