Young & Free
IX
Via’s POV
“So what movie do you wanna watch first?” I ask as Harry makes his way into my apartment holding a bag full of goodies.
“We should watch Love Actually. It’s my favorite movie and it’s a classic” He says throwing the DVD at me. I catch it and proceed to put the disk in my DVD player while he goes and sets up the snacks on my poor excuse of a coffee table.
“I’ve never seen this movie-“
“What!” I look up to see Harry wide eyed.
I look around confused, “What?”
“You said you’ve never seen this film?” he asks frantically. I laugh at his facial expression but I’m also laughing because he’s just so cute. Who says ‘film’ now-a-days?
“Oh yeah, well, I’ve heard Julia talk about it but I’m not much of a movie person…” I say shrugging. He shakes his head at me.
“Sit down” I bite my lip to keep from laughing and sit down watching Harry finish the set up.
He bends over to get something in his bag and I can’t help but stare at his firm bum. Ugh, I’ve been hanging around the Brits too long, I’m starting to use their terms.
“Like what you see?” Harry asks smirking.
I didn’t even notice he turned around.
“Uh well you see there was something on your pants” I quickly reach over and brush the invisible ‘something’ from the back of his dark jeans. He stays smirking at me, folding his arms across his toned chest.
I lean back and cross my arms, refusing to make eye contact with his smug grin. So what if I was checking out his butt? He put it out in the open.
“Aren’t we going to watch the movie?” from the corner of my eye I see him shake his head; grabbing a bag of chips he opens it and the movie starts.
-2 half hours later-
“That wasn’t so bad” I say munching on my BBQ chips.
“That was awesome” Harry corrects me.
“What else you got in that bag of yours?”
Harry pulls out an assortment of DVDs and I can’t help but chuckle at his choices.
“What?”
“You have a lot of chick flicks”
His eyes forward, “Is that bad?”
I’ve never noticed until now how young Harry could seem in certain situations. Usually he’s all confident and flirty and acts older than a 21 year old, but now in moments like this, he’s just a regular young guy watching movies.
“No” I simply state smiling. I pick up a movie I haven’t seen in years and one I know would be good because it’s a romantic-comedy.
Who doesn’t love romantic comedies?
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Harry’ POV
I want to kiss her, so bad. But would that be weird? I mean it’s only our second date I don’t want to step over some boundaries. But I want to kiss her. God, she’s just teasing me in those short shorts, and loose top. It makes me wonder what she would look like in one of my shirts. Fucking sexy I’ll tell you that.
She’s so casual and effortless in everything she does. I mean, how can you look that sexy just sitting down and watching movies for straight hours?
Vianna can.
I lean over and do the one move every guy subjects to at some point in his life. The old, yawn: reach your hand over her shoulder, trick.
I’m not quite sure if she noticed, but who cares I get to be close to her and she smells like honey
-
Via’s POV
I know exactly what he just did. As corny as it is, it’s cute and I would be lying if I said I don’t want his arms around me.
Just as our fourth movie of the night is about to get to the dramatic part, Harry’ phone rings.
I look over at the vibrating mobile to see the name ‘Taylor’ flashing across it.
“Sorry about that” Harry says ignoring the call.
I look at him curiously but forget about it and just keep watching the movie.
His phone rings another three times before he decides to put it on silent.
-
“Well, I think we have properly fried our eye balls of all moister.” I say rubbing my dry eyes. 9 straight hours of watching girls who fall in love is exhausting for the blinkers.
“I agree plus I’m hungry” He says pouting slightly. I chuckle and shake my head.
“There’s a pizza menu on the fridge”
Harry sprints to my kitchen.
I laugh and shake my head.
Buzz, buzz.
I look over to see Harry’ phone ringing; I turn it over, with no intention of answering, but once I see the Taylor name I do. It must be important if this person keeps calling.
I answer it quickly before it stops ringing.
“Hello, Harry’ phone” Look at me, I sound like a secretary.
“Who’s this?” The voice immediately asks.
Oh, so it’s a girl Taylor.
“Uh, Via who’s this?”
“Taylor; Harry’ girlfriend”
Just then, Taylor’s boyfriend walks in the room with a smile on his face.
“I ordered a large pizza with everything on it that okay?”
I nod numbly and hand him his phone.
He looks at me curiously but takes the Iphone from my hands nevertheless.
“Who is it?” He asks not bothering to look at the screen.
What is he getting at? Does he want me to say it? Or is he just stupid.
“Your girlfriend” I spit out quickly walking to my room.
-
Harry’ POV
My girlfriend?
“Hello?”
“Harry, I’ve been calling you for hours, why don’t you pick up!”
“Taylor why are you calling me, what did you say to Via?”
“You mean the girl that picked up? I told her the truth, that you’re my boyfriend”
“Taylor, I am not your boyfriend! I never was. We broke off whatever it was we had last week, remember?”
God this is so fucked up. Now Via thinks I was lying to her. What a great way to start a new relationship.
“Harry I’m only following your fathers orders”
I feel like pulling my hair out. Millions of miles away from London and this block still manage to ruin my life.
“When are you going to stop listening to him and do what you want?”
The lines quiet.
“Do you like her?” she asks quietly.
I sigh heavily and walk to Via’s bedroom door. I try to open but of course it’s locked.
“Yes, I like her a lot”, I say leaning my back against Via’s brown door.
“I’m sorry I just, I thought-“
“Taylor, this thing we had is over. Please don’t call again”
I don’t wait for her to respond and just hang up.
I didn’t want to tell Via about my family. I at least wanted to leave my daddy issues out but it seems that’s the only way she’ll believe this whole Taylor madness.
“Via, please let me in”, I knock once waiting for her to answer
“At least let me explain you deserve to know the truth” I say again. The door opens with a pissed off looking Vianna. Okay. She looks hot when she’s mad.
Stop it Styles, this is not the time to be thinking this.
She steps to the side, letting me walk into her room. But I’m reluctant because I can practically feel the daggers she’s sending into my face.
I sit down on her bed and reach out for her small hands which she snatches away. She stands before me, arms crossed, lips in a straight line.
I take a deep breath and begin.
-
Via’s POV
“Well, the only way to explain Taylor is to tell you about my father… he introduced us. Taylor’s father and mine go way back, and basically, they’ve had this fantasy about us being together since I could remember. It just never worked out because the Swift family lives in the states while I lived in the UK. When I moved to LA my dad saw it as a perfect opportunity to get us together.
So we sort of, ‘dated’ for a while.”
“What do you mean ‘sort of dated’?”
I have a feeling I know what he means, but I need to hear it for myself. I need to know exactly what level Taylor and Harry were on. Do I even stand a chance with the girl his father wants for him?
“We uh, oh fuck it, we were fuck buddies. Nothing more nothing less” I bite my lip nodding for him to continue.
“Well, after I got back from London, I broke it off with Taylor.”
“Okay” I say shrugging.
“Okay?” he asks
“Yeah, it’s no big deal you don’t have to say no more. I know the truth now and it’s not like we’re exclusive or anything”
Harry narrows his eyes at me.
“Via, I want to be with you. Taylor is my past I want you in my future.”
I can’t help it that was pretty sweet. I loosen up and sit next to him keeping my eyes on my floor. When did my floor become so interesting?
“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings”
“It’s okay”
“So can you look at me?”
I bite my lip looking at him.
“How can I compete with her? She’s basically your wife, your father wants you to marry her and it seems like she wants the same”
Harry scuffs.
“Taylor doesn’t want to marry me. She’s just doing what my father said because she doesn’t want to upset hers. It’s all about authority”
I look down again.
“Hey, look at me” Harry’ fingers cup my chin moving my face to face his. His deep green eyes stare down into my brown orbs, trying to connect a feeling without words.
“When I was in London, all I could think about was you. I wanted to know what you were doing every second. Anytime I did something it reminded me of you. Do you know how badly you’ve got me Vianna?”
I shake my head.
“Pretty bad” he says chuckling. He let’s go of my chin and just stares at me.
Oh lord, bring back the ambulance cause’ I’m damn sure this time I’ll need them.
“You hurt my feelings a little but I’m okay now, your little speech helped” He smiles, his dimples popping out.
I’m not sure it it’s too soon but I feel like we jumped a whole step. Harry isn’t really open about his personal life and today he told me a little about his father, past, and how he wants me in his life. I’d say this is a cause for a celebration.
I lean in slowly, a bit weary of my actions. I look down at Harry’ plump lips then back to his eyes.
“I’m going to kiss you, okay?” I whisper looking at his lips again.
He smiles and whispers back, “Okay”
And our lips connect.
-
The kiss is sweet and simple just a plain peck. But it’s perfect and I know Harry felt the undeniable spark from the way he looked at me when I pulled away. I can’t help but think of all the cheesy movies we just watched and smile.
It feels just like the movies.
“So what movie do you wanna watch first?” I ask as Harry makes his way into my apartment holding a bag full of goodies.
“We should watch Love Actually. It’s my favorite movie and it’s a classic” He says throwing the DVD at me. I catch it and proceed to put the disk in my DVD player while he goes and sets up the snacks on my poor excuse of a coffee table.
“I’ve never seen this movie-“
“What!” I look up to see Harry wide eyed.
I look around confused, “What?”
“You said you’ve never seen this film?” he asks frantically. I laugh at his facial expression but I’m also laughing because he’s just so cute. Who says ‘film’ now-a-days?
“Oh yeah, well, I’ve heard Julia talk about it but I’m not much of a movie person…” I say shrugging. He shakes his head at me.
“Sit down” I bite my lip to keep from laughing and sit down watching Harry finish the set up.
He bends over to get something in his bag and I can’t help but stare at his firm bum. Ugh, I’ve been hanging around the Brits too long, I’m starting to use their terms.
“Like what you see?” Harry asks smirking.
I didn’t even notice he turned around.
“Uh well you see there was something on your pants” I quickly reach over and brush the invisible ‘something’ from the back of his dark jeans. He stays smirking at me, folding his arms across his toned chest.
I lean back and cross my arms, refusing to make eye contact with his smug grin. So what if I was checking out his butt? He put it out in the open.
“Aren’t we going to watch the movie?” from the corner of my eye I see him shake his head; grabbing a bag of chips he opens it and the movie starts.
-2 half hours later-
“That wasn’t so bad” I say munching on my BBQ chips.
“That was awesome” Harry corrects me.
“What else you got in that bag of yours?”
Harry pulls out an assortment of DVDs and I can’t help but chuckle at his choices.
“What?”
“You have a lot of chick flicks”
His eyes forward, “Is that bad?”
I’ve never noticed until now how young Harry could seem in certain situations. Usually he’s all confident and flirty and acts older than a 21 year old, but now in moments like this, he’s just a regular young guy watching movies.
“No” I simply state smiling. I pick up a movie I haven’t seen in years and one I know would be good because it’s a romantic-comedy.
Who doesn’t love romantic comedies?
-
Harry’ POV
I want to kiss her, so bad. But would that be weird? I mean it’s only our second date I don’t want to step over some boundaries. But I want to kiss her. God, she’s just teasing me in those short shorts, and loose top. It makes me wonder what she would look like in one of my shirts. Fucking sexy I’ll tell you that.
She’s so casual and effortless in everything she does. I mean, how can you look that sexy just sitting down and watching movies for straight hours?
Vianna can.
I lean over and do the one move every guy subjects to at some point in his life. The old, yawn: reach your hand over her shoulder, trick.
I’m not quite sure if she noticed, but who cares I get to be close to her and she smells like honey
-
Via’s POV
I know exactly what he just did. As corny as it is, it’s cute and I would be lying if I said I don’t want his arms around me.
Just as our fourth movie of the night is about to get to the dramatic part, Harry’ phone rings.
I look over at the vibrating mobile to see the name ‘Taylor’ flashing across it.
“Sorry about that” Harry says ignoring the call.
I look at him curiously but forget about it and just keep watching the movie.
His phone rings another three times before he decides to put it on silent.
-
“Well, I think we have properly fried our eye balls of all moister.” I say rubbing my dry eyes. 9 straight hours of watching girls who fall in love is exhausting for the blinkers.
“I agree plus I’m hungry” He says pouting slightly. I chuckle and shake my head.
“There’s a pizza menu on the fridge”
Harry sprints to my kitchen.
I laugh and shake my head.
Buzz, buzz.
I look over to see Harry’ phone ringing; I turn it over, with no intention of answering, but once I see the Taylor name I do. It must be important if this person keeps calling.
I answer it quickly before it stops ringing.
“Hello, Harry’ phone” Look at me, I sound like a secretary.
“Who’s this?” The voice immediately asks.
Oh, so it’s a girl Taylor.
“Uh, Via who’s this?”
“Taylor; Harry’ girlfriend”
Just then, Taylor’s boyfriend walks in the room with a smile on his face.
“I ordered a large pizza with everything on it that okay?”
I nod numbly and hand him his phone.
He looks at me curiously but takes the Iphone from my hands nevertheless.
“Who is it?” He asks not bothering to look at the screen.
What is he getting at? Does he want me to say it? Or is he just stupid.
“Your girlfriend” I spit out quickly walking to my room.
-
Harry’ POV
My girlfriend?
“Hello?”
“Harry, I’ve been calling you for hours, why don’t you pick up!”
“Taylor why are you calling me, what did you say to Via?”
“You mean the girl that picked up? I told her the truth, that you’re my boyfriend”
“Taylor, I am not your boyfriend! I never was. We broke off whatever it was we had last week, remember?”
God this is so fucked up. Now Via thinks I was lying to her. What a great way to start a new relationship.
“Harry I’m only following your fathers orders”
I feel like pulling my hair out. Millions of miles away from London and this block still manage to ruin my life.
“When are you going to stop listening to him and do what you want?”
The lines quiet.
“Do you like her?” she asks quietly.
I sigh heavily and walk to Via’s bedroom door. I try to open but of course it’s locked.
“Yes, I like her a lot”, I say leaning my back against Via’s brown door.
“I’m sorry I just, I thought-“
“Taylor, this thing we had is over. Please don’t call again”
I don’t wait for her to respond and just hang up.
I didn’t want to tell Via about my family. I at least wanted to leave my daddy issues out but it seems that’s the only way she’ll believe this whole Taylor madness.
“Via, please let me in”, I knock once waiting for her to answer
“At least let me explain you deserve to know the truth” I say again. The door opens with a pissed off looking Vianna. Okay. She looks hot when she’s mad.
Stop it Styles, this is not the time to be thinking this.
She steps to the side, letting me walk into her room. But I’m reluctant because I can practically feel the daggers she’s sending into my face.
I sit down on her bed and reach out for her small hands which she snatches away. She stands before me, arms crossed, lips in a straight line.
I take a deep breath and begin.
-
Via’s POV
“Well, the only way to explain Taylor is to tell you about my father… he introduced us. Taylor’s father and mine go way back, and basically, they’ve had this fantasy about us being together since I could remember. It just never worked out because the Swift family lives in the states while I lived in the UK. When I moved to LA my dad saw it as a perfect opportunity to get us together.
So we sort of, ‘dated’ for a while.”
“What do you mean ‘sort of dated’?”
I have a feeling I know what he means, but I need to hear it for myself. I need to know exactly what level Taylor and Harry were on. Do I even stand a chance with the girl his father wants for him?
“We uh, oh fuck it, we were fuck buddies. Nothing more nothing less” I bite my lip nodding for him to continue.
“Well, after I got back from London, I broke it off with Taylor.”
“Okay” I say shrugging.
“Okay?” he asks
“Yeah, it’s no big deal you don’t have to say no more. I know the truth now and it’s not like we’re exclusive or anything”
Harry narrows his eyes at me.
“Via, I want to be with you. Taylor is my past I want you in my future.”
I can’t help it that was pretty sweet. I loosen up and sit next to him keeping my eyes on my floor. When did my floor become so interesting?
“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings”
“It’s okay”
“So can you look at me?”
I bite my lip looking at him.
“How can I compete with her? She’s basically your wife, your father wants you to marry her and it seems like she wants the same”
Harry scuffs.
“Taylor doesn’t want to marry me. She’s just doing what my father said because she doesn’t want to upset hers. It’s all about authority”
I look down again.
“Hey, look at me” Harry’ fingers cup my chin moving my face to face his. His deep green eyes stare down into my brown orbs, trying to connect a feeling without words.
“When I was in London, all I could think about was you. I wanted to know what you were doing every second. Anytime I did something it reminded me of you. Do you know how badly you’ve got me Vianna?”
I shake my head.
“Pretty bad” he says chuckling. He let’s go of my chin and just stares at me.
Oh lord, bring back the ambulance cause’ I’m damn sure this time I’ll need them.
“You hurt my feelings a little but I’m okay now, your little speech helped” He smiles, his dimples popping out.
I’m not sure it it’s too soon but I feel like we jumped a whole step. Harry isn’t really open about his personal life and today he told me a little about his father, past, and how he wants me in his life. I’d say this is a cause for a celebration.
I lean in slowly, a bit weary of my actions. I look down at Harry’ plump lips then back to his eyes.
“I’m going to kiss you, okay?” I whisper looking at his lips again.
He smiles and whispers back, “Okay”
And our lips connect.
-
The kiss is sweet and simple just a plain peck. But it’s perfect and I know Harry felt the undeniable spark from the way he looked at me when I pulled away. I can’t help but think of all the cheesy movies we just watched and smile.
It feels just like the movies.
Notes
I like this chapter, did you like this chapter? Cause I did.AND It's FRIDAY! WHOOHOO
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