No Regrets

*HARRY’S POV*

When I woke up in the morning, my arm wasn’t around Liz, which was how I was used to waking up. Reaching over and rolling on to the other side of the bed, I groggily came to the full realization that I was alone.

Which meant that Liz wasn’t here.

Which meant that she left.

Jumping up out of bed a lot faster than I thought was humanly possible, I practically ran out of the bedroom- taking the bed sheet with me.

“LIZZIE??” I called out as I rounded the corner to the living room. Thankfully I didn’t have to call again, because I found her. She was sitting at the counter by herself, looking down at a mug in her hands as I realized Niall and Zayn were there from the groans of hangover-pain coming from the couch.

“Liz, thank god; for some reason, I thought that you left.” I said breathlessly as I sat in the raised chair next to her.

“Harry?” she asked without turning to me, “do you remember all that you told me last night?” It took me a moment, but thankfully the memories formed in my head.

“Every word of it, love.” I said quietly, taking her hand away from her mug and squeezing it between mine.

“Did you mean it?” She asked even quieter, turning to me.

“Every word of it, love.” I answered again, really telling the truth.

“Because I told them no,” she smiled at me, her eyes lighting up. “The opportunity that they were giving me was nothing compared to the opportunities that we have here together. You and your drunken stupidity were right.” Upon hearing those words, I think that what I felt was one of the most amazing things in the world. Reaching over and cupping her face in my hands, I kissed her lips, unable to think of any other way to react. Pulling away just a centimeter so that I could see her smile for a second, I began to kiss all over her face- planting quick pecks on her nose, her cheeks, her forehead... everywhere.

“If you two are going to fuck, you better not do it in here. We’re awake you know.” Zayn suddenly said from the couch, scaring both of us and causing Liz to jump up about three inches out of her chair.

“Thank you, Zayn,” Liz said, clearing her throat as she struggled to gain composure, “for the.. lovely reminder.”

“Now what kinda food do you guys have in this place.” Niall said, standing up and walking over to the kitchen, “I’m starvin and don’t feel like walking home to get food.”

“Niall, you live on this hal-” I started to say, but he cut me off.

“Still doesn’t mean I feel like walkin home.” He said as he opened the fridge, pulling out some leftover Chinese from last night.

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*LIZZIE’S POV*

“So you said no?” Danielle asked as we sat down at a table in this café for lunch. The boys were at the studio, so we had pretty much all afternoon to ourselves for a shopping trip.

“Yeah.. I called when I woke up.”

“Jesus what exactly did Harry tell you last night?” Eleanor asked, shaking her head.

“Well he just pointed out that we were doing so well here, and that I shouldn’t mess up everything that we’ve got now just for some opportunity on the other side of the globe that isn’t even guaranteeing anything.” I said as the waitress showed up with our drinks, “plus he was all drunk and cute and shirtless… which always helps.” I added with a laugh once the waitress had walked away.

“Well we’re happy for you guys.” Danielle said as she reached over and squeezed my hand. “So what are you going to do now?”

“Umm.. to be honest, I’m not entirely sure. I’ll figure it out eventually.” For the first time, I felt okay saying that. I was still just nineteen. I didn’t need to have my whole life figured out by now…

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As we waited in Liam’s apartment, I got more and more excited. On our shopping trip, we had bought mass amounts of Nerf guns and ammo for a surprise ambush on the boys.

“Oh wait! Sh! I think I hear them!” Eleanor suddenly said as we hid behind the sofa. Sure enough, Niall’s laugh could be heard throughout the apartment as they opened the door.

“What’s this..?” Louis asked, as he must’ve found the note we left with the pile of their toy guns on the counter. Taking that as our cue, we jumped up and began to shoot as they screamed, grabbed at guns and ammo, and ran off into different directions to hide behind furniture. Suddenly, Eleanor ran from where we were hiding behind the sofa, but unfortunately she got shot several times along the way, causing Louis to laugh and give up his hiding spot. As I crawled along the ground to where his laughter was coming from, someone grabbed my arm from around the corner, pulling me to them.

Before I had any time to react, Harry’s face was centimeters from mine.

“What are yo-” He interrupted my question as he crashed his lips onto mine, pulling me in closer to him as he leaned back from where he was sitting against the wall to lie down on the ground, my body on top of his as his hands ran up and down my sides. Completely forgetting about the game, I wrapped my fingers in his curls before he rolled over, further from the wall as he pinned me beneath him and his tongue explored my mouth. His kisses were becoming faster, and I could feel how excited he was even through his tight jeans.

“Aha! Gotcha!” Louis cried all of the sudden as he shot his gun at us.

“Really, Lou?? Really?” Harry asked breathily and exasperated, his body still on top of mine as I started to laugh. “I don’t really care about the game right now, if you don’t mind.”

“Fine! As you were..” Louis said before he turned on his heel and walked back around the corner, gun up and ready.

Harry turned back to me before he immediately began to kiss down my neck.

“Harry, stop,” I gasped, though it was evident that I didn’t want him to stop at all. “Not here. Let’s just go home.” Without answering, he brought his face back up to mine, his green eyes bright as they stared into mine before he crashed his lips onto my own. His tongue eagerly massaged mine even though his kisses were slow and passionate, once again making my mind go completely blank.

“You may not care about the game, but we do!” Louis once again screamed suddenly from behind Harry. Before I could even open my eyes, there was a torrential downpour of foam Nerf bullets being shot at us. Harry rolled off of me as I sat up, facing the other six as I attempted to guard myself.

“You lot are the biggest cockblocks ever,” Harry said, trying to seem mad but his smirk was giving it away.

“And you guys lose! So I expect some sort of prize, preferably ice cream, for us six winners!” Zayn said as he threw his gun to the side, out of ammo. Once again without responding, Harry turned and took my hand in his, pulling me up as he stood before we ran for the door.

“So is that a no on the ice cream??” We heard Zayn shout from behind us, but we didn’t care. Harry’s lips were once again on mine as we somewhat attempted to make our way down the hall to our door.

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