Still holding my hand, he led me to a door. He hesitated to open the door, but when he finally did, it was dark.

"Harry? Where are you?" I said searching for him in the dark.

"I'm right here." He said touching my lower back.

"Close your eyes." I'll tell you when to open them." He said.

I placed my hands over my eyes and closed them. A second later the lights were on. A bunch of questions were racing through my mind. Where we in his bedroom? Is he going to kill me? His voice finally spoke.

"You can open your eyes now." He said standing behind me.

I removed my hands to see a huge window with a beautiful view. My eyes sparkled as I looked at the lights shinning in the night sky. I turned around to see what looked like a recording studio.

"Is this a recording studio?" I asked with a dash of excitement.

"Yup. Now here's the part where I have to tell you something." He said.

I looked at him puzzled. My neck jerked back a bit. A smile formed on his lips.

"I have a recording studio because I'm a singer." He finally said.

"Really?" I said excited.

"Yeah. And... I'm sort of known around the world. I'm in a band called one direction and we travel the world, performing for fans."

A bell went off in my head. He was in one direction?? My face fell apart. Not in a sad way, in a really shocked way.

"Wait.. your in one direction?" I said with my face scrunched up.

He nodded.

"So your the band everyone was talking about. I've heard your name before, but I never knew the members or any of your songs." I said.

"Can I hear that voice of yours?" I said.

He nodded and dove into a song called "Little Things." He had a really soothing voice, it was a little raspy, but it good. I swear he was trying to seduce me with his voice. His huge hands pressed the keys to the piano. After saying the verse a couple of times, I caught on and sung along.

"It's you, ohhh its you. It's you they add up to and I'm in love with you. And all your little things." We sung together in harmony.

Our voices coiled together like a rope. I couldn't help but notice that he stared at me intensely in my eyes when he sung its you, and I'm in love with you. Was that suppose to mean something? In a daze, his questioned brought me out of it.

"How was that?" He asked.

"This may sound weird, but I wanted to fall asleep. In a good way, you have a very unique and soothing voice." I said distracting my self by touching the keys on the piano lightly.

I couldn't stare into his eyes. I think I was falling for Harry, which I was trying to avoid. I didn't want to have a boyfriend because I've been hurt by past boyfriends in the past. I've only have two boyfriends and they've hurt me and treated me like I was a ant on the sidewalk. Step on me and wouldn't give a single care in the world. As I pressed the black keys, his hand slid under my jawline, bringing my eyes up to his. His hand pulled in, bringing my face close to his. We were so close that I could feel his incoming facial hair on my upper lip.

"I like you. A lot." He said in a low tone.

His eyes shifted down to my lips and back up.

"You have no idea how bad I want to kiss you." He spoke again.

I closed my eyes and imagined Harry wasn't there. I was so afraid of letting another man into my life, I don't want to be heartbroken in the end. Maybe I should give Harry a chance. He was different from all the other guys. It was the way he would talk to me and treat me like I was I was a somebody.

"If I let you in, can you promise me that you'll never hurt me?" I said still with my eyes shut.

"I promise." He whispered, sounding like an angel.

I made the next move. I leaned in gently, like I was scared. Our lips connected. Fireworks hyped up on sugar jumped and twirled around in my head. A blue spiral shot up into the sky, while a red exploded, stretching out. I bit his bottom lip gently, pulling and release it, going back for more. His hand made it down to my lower back and my hands held his face, feeling the light stubble. I pulled back for air, our foreheads touching.

"That was a very nice kiss, you've got some skills." He said smirking.

"Thanks." I said blushing.

Since it was a very interesting day, I called it a night. He drove me home, parking in my drive way.

"So, do I get the honor of calling you my girlfriend?" He asked smiling with showing dimples on the side.

"That depends. Do I get the honor of calling you my boyfriend?" I said lightly giggling.

He nodded. My heart oozed with joy. My stomach got butterflies. I felt happy with Harry. He was the only guy that could make my heart skip 10 beats. He held up my hand and kissed it. I blushed pulling it away.

"Nite Harry." I said getting out the car.

"Goodnite love." He said.

The way he called my love made my knees go weak.

Notes

Sorry for updating so late, I was busy! Thanks for reading!