No Regrets

*Harry’s POV*

When I woke up, it took me a few minutes to fully remember everything that had happened the night before. It was probably the most eventful night of my life. Lizzie was still sound asleep with her head resting on my chest. She looked like pure perfection. I still couldn’t believe what she said to me last night. The whole “I don’t ever want to be just friends with you” comment literally melted my insides. I had been waiting for her to say something like that, and I knew that now this was my chance. I slowly peeled myself away from her- she didn’t even stir, god she was such a heavy sleeper, it was adorable. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed my phone off the counter where I had left it the night before. My hand was still killing me, so as I dialed Louis’ number, I got some ice.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAZ!!” Louis screamed into the phone. I heard some commotion in the background, so I assumed he was with the other guys. I was right.

“Lou- give me the phone” I heard some struggle and before I knew it Niall was singing to me at full volume. When he finished and I stopped laughing, I decided to get down to business.

“Niall, are all the guys there?”

“Yeah we’re all here, why?” He asked.

“Can you put me on speaker phone? I need to talk to all of you.” After a moment, Niall spoke again but sounded somewhat distant.

“Okay, you’re on- we’re all listening.”

“I wanted to basically ask for your permission, because..” Before I could finish, Liam cut me off.

“I KNEW IT. YES HARRY. GO FOR IT. GET YOUR GIRL.” He said excitedly.

“You didn’t even let me finish!” I called back somewhat quietly, not wanting to wake up Liz in the other room.

“Well, were you going to ask something besides a question about Liz becoming your girlfriend?” Louis asked.

“Well.. no.. but how’d you guys know..?” I was somewhat confused.

“Harry, after last night it was so obvious. You really love her, we can all tell, and it’s practically sinful for something as silly as management to keep you two apart.” Zayn said quietly. He was so right. The other guys quickly voiced their agreement.

“Thanks so much, I really love you guys. You’re all fantastic.” I said. I was ecstatic. “I’ll be back at the hotel later, so I say we rent the penthouse for the night and we all just stay in the hotel together for my birthday. Girlfriends included.” I couldn’t help but smile as I said that last part.

“I’ll call down and book it. Now get off the phone and go make it official.” Louis said as he hung up.

I practically ran into Liz’s bedroom after I got off the phone. I was so happy, my hand didn’t even hurt anymore. I sat down on the bed next to her, and began to shake her awake.

*LIZZIE’S POV*

I was having a fantastic dream about life in London, when I felt a hand rubbing my arm. I squinted my eyes open to see Harry smiling at me.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” He said happily. He was in such a good mood that I couldn’t help but sit up.

“Why are you so happy?” I asked.

“Well, it’s my birthday and so far I’ve spent it with the most amazing girl in the whole wide world.” He said quietly. I blushed. “Can I have a birthday kiss?” he asked.

“Oh Harry, I would but I haven’t brushed my teeth or anythin-” before I could finish he pushed his lips onto mine. I kissed him back for a moment, and then for the first time, he pulled back.

“Like I care about your non-existent morning breath.” He said as he looked into my eyes. He pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. We sat like that in silence for a few moments just enjoying each other’s company before he spoke again.

“Lizzie, I’ve really wanted to ask you something...” He said as he looked down at me. His eyes were practically glowing again in the sunshine that was coming in through my drapes. “You’re so amazing, and I really can’t lose you because I don’t know what I would do. This 'being friends' thing is killing me, so this morning I called the other guys, and they agreed with me- we shouldn’t let management ruin what we have together. That’s why I was wondering if you would officially like to be my girlfriend?” When he finished he bit his bottom lip. I was speechless. It honestly felt like this was too good to be true. I turned around without giving him an answer and kissed him- hoping that from that kiss, he would get everything that I was feeling inside. That he would get everything that I couldn’t use words to describe. I turned and straddled him, moving my hands to the back of his neck and up into his messy curls. He put his hands on the small of my back and ran them up and down. It gave me tingles down my spine.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” He said in between kisses.

“Yes, Harry.” I said as I smiled and kissed him again.

We spent the rest of the morning not leaving each other’s side. The furthest Harry was away from me was about one yard- max. It was nice. I made him a lovely birthday breakfast of pancakes, which I would have burned had it not been for Harry’s help. And we just spent the rest of the morning/day cuddling and listening to music. It was perfect.

At about 4:00, we got showered and dressed- Harry back into the clothes from last night, and me in simple leggings, a big plain white v-neck, and a pair of combat boots. I packed a small bag, because Harry had explained the plans for his birthday, and I was more than happy to oblige. As we walked outside, there were only a handful of paparazzi, but we were both so content that neither of us seemed to mind as we walked and got into my jeep. Getting into Harry’s hotel, however, was another story. The mob was so big in front that we had to use the back entrance again, but there were even paparazzi back there, too. This time it was a little more nerve wracking, because I had to park with them buzzing around my car, but I managed to do so without too much difficulty. Harry had his arm around me as we walked into the building together. We waited for the elevator because we were going to go to Harry’s room first, so he could change before we went up to the penthouse.

Once in the elevator, Harry turned and pinned me up against the wall, kissing me. It was actually really attractive and spontaneous, so I kissed him back and reached my hand down into his pants, teasing him a little more. I was so happy that we could do this now without any guilt about management, and we were so involved with each other, that we missed Harry’s floor and had to wait an extra five minutes for the elevator to go back down again. However, we didn’t mind.

I could already tell this was going to be a good night.

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