The Love Countdown
twenty;
sozza if it's short, I only have 30mins of wifi
P.S NOT EDITED EDITING TOMORROW NIGHT.
I placed the steaming cup of tea against my lips and glanced up at the Arrivals board in front of me. It read that Harrys plane had landed.
I gripped onto the arm rest in anticipation, I hadn't talked to Harry in five days and I felt as if my heart was slice into two pieces. My phone buzzed from my pocket.
Turn around ;)
- Harry x
I whisked my head around in search of the curly haired boy. I frowned as I couldn't find him. Thinking that he was joking. But as i was about to sit back down, I spotted him. He was wearing a snapback, back to front, a button up shirt with shorts and a pair of black Nike runners. He was wearing a smirk on his face, a bag slung over his shoulder with his suitcase trailing behind him.
I beamed at him. A wide grin spreading across my face. I pushed myself forward, sprinting across the airport with my eyes set on one person only; Harry.
He dropped everything in his hands and brought them up to catch me as I jumped into his arms. He picked me up and spun me around, my face buried into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of Hugo Boss. I pulled my head out of his neck and held his face between my hands, crushing his lips against mine, feeling his push back even harder.
We needn't of said anything. Because the kiss Harry and I shared channeled all of our emotions. I traced my fingers across his jaw line, feeling his hands tighten on my thighs as I brushed my thumbs across his cheeks. He groaned, and before I new it we were pulled apart, breathless.
He pressed his forehead against mine. His eyes were closed and he was smiling, breathing in heavily through his nose. We stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, until Harry slowly opens his eyes and stares straight into my soul.
"I missed you" He whispered.
"I missed you so much, Harry" I say back which causes his smile to widen.
He lowers me down and onto the floor beneath me. Gripping onto my hand and gently tugging me towards the exit doors of the Airport.
"The boys are already waiting in the van" he murmured in that deep, raspy voice that made my knees weaken.
"Okay" I said as we walked through the bustling airport, hand in hand.
I flinched backwards as Harrys fingers brushed over my wrists, he noticed me flinch and scrunches his eyebrows together. I smile back at him, trying to reassure him that I was okay. He still didn't look the least convinced, but decided to brush it off and keep on walking across the road and over to the car park.
"Hey boys" I smiled at them as all four of their faces lit up.
"Libby!" they screamed in unison, all stumbling over their own feet, scrambling to pull me into a group hug. My body was squished in various places, and I couldn't breathe.
"Boys" I managed to get out. "Can't. Breathe" they finally took notice of my breathing problems and let go. I pushed the sleeves of my jumper down a little more, hiding my arms behind my back.
I looked over at Zayn who was staring at his hands with his eyebrows scrunched together. I walked over to him and he noticed me, his face instantly changing into a smile.
"What's wrong, Zayn?"
He shook his head and went back to staring at his hands. "I've got blood on my hands, but I'm not bleeding"
He turned his head and said a little louder, "Are any of you boys bleeding? I have blood on my hands"
"Have you murdered anyone lately?" Harry snorted out a laugh which on return Zayn gave him a glare.
The boys all quickly checked themselves, but none of them were bleeding.
I felt something run up my arm, I rolled up my sleeve to see that spots of blood had seeped from my wrists. I quickly pulled my sleeve down and rolled the rest of my jumper sleeve down.
"Libby are you bleeding anywhere?" Niall asks.
"N-no" I stutter, and gladly he doesn't notice. Zayn shrugs. "Well, we better get home, Perrie's been texting me non-stop for the past twelve minutes to bring her Marks & Spencers short bread, so we'll have to stop there on the way back"
"Let's roll kiddies" Louis says and gives a salute to all of us. I roll my eyes and step into the van.
****
"So," Harry said as he slid into bed beside me. "Did you miss me?" He smirked, knowing my answer.
"Not really" I lied, his face instantly fell and I burst into laughter. "Of course I did! silly!" I continued laughing and his face lit up again, moving his body closer to mine and wrapping his arms around my waist, inhaling the scent of my shampoo.
"Well, I missed you" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine. I hated how he did that. He could make me go all fuzzy just by one thing.
He breathed in heavily, obviously taking a big sniff of the body lotion I used. "Did you buy our perfume and body lotion?" I could sense the teasing in his voice.
"I needed something to remind me of you" I smiled up at him. His hair was falling over his face and he wasn't wearing a shirt which meant I could see the small tattoos scattered across his chest. I lightly traced the outline of the swallows on his chest, small goosebumps arising as I skimmed my fingers lower, his breathing got irregular the closer I got to his V line, but I stopped.
He groaned in frustration, "Stop being a tease"
I giggled, "Sorry"
"Sorry doesn't cut it" he huffed and I quickly leaned up to press a chaste kiss to his lips.
Hearing him sigh in comfort as he pulled the blanket over us to cover us completely. He moved his lips to my cheek before pinching my chin lightly and moving my face to reconnect our lips.
As we lay there in our haven, I can't help but feel something different. Not the bad type of different but the type of feeling which I was scared of the most.
I was falling in love with Harry.
And I didn't know how to deal with this type of emotion or who to even tell, because I was scared that he wouldn't feel the same way yet and it'd take some time for him to actually love me.
But for now I was just going to let it go and forget about it.
HARRYS POV
I love her.
I love her, I love her, I love her.
I loved the way she smelt, the way she tied her hair up in the morning or how she would hold her spoon.
But I could never tell her that, not now anyway, with the new tour coming up and a new album, I'm flat out coming home.
Besides, she doesn't love me. Not yet anyway, and I was scared the she wouldn't feel the same way yet and it'd take some time for her to actually love me.
But for now I was just going to let it go and forget about it.
LIBBYS POV.
Harry and I lay there for another three hours. The lights were off and we were just watching movies and cuddling which was exactly what I needed.
My phone buzzed and I swiped it open, logging onto twitter and opening my DM's.
You're the chick that's going out with Harry. Right?
Yes, why?
Just to make sure because my friends hate you and say that if we see you with Harry anywhere, we'll hurt you. I hope you kill yourself, because no one anywhere in the world is not going to care. I bet Harry is only going out with you because he has to. I bet that's why your parents left you, because you're a worthless excuse for a person. Please kill yourself immediately so I don't have to see your face on every cover of every magazine. xx
And with that I couldn't take it. I burst into tears. Harry noticed and held me tighter whispering in my ear, "What's wrong, baby?" which only made me cry harder. I clung to his chest, as he kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers up and down my back.
"I-I don't deserve you" I cried, as he tried to hush me, but it was no use.
"Yes you do. Why do you think that?"
"B-because I'm five years younger that you Harry. My brother is dead and my parents don't want me. I cry a lot and tried to shoot myself in the head" I was a blubbering mess. My nose was filled with snot and my eyes were hurting.
"Shh, don't ever say that, you deserve to be with me, none of that matters because I'm here, with you and that's all you need." I curled into a ball beside his chest, listening to the beat of his heart.
"I'm sorry I'm not a good enough girlfriend" I whisper, I stop crying and it's only a few sniffles hear and there.
He pulls me even closer, kissing me and rubbing circles into my hip.
"You're perfect, Liberty"
P.S NOT EDITED EDITING TOMORROW NIGHT.
I placed the steaming cup of tea against my lips and glanced up at the Arrivals board in front of me. It read that Harrys plane had landed.
I gripped onto the arm rest in anticipation, I hadn't talked to Harry in five days and I felt as if my heart was slice into two pieces. My phone buzzed from my pocket.
Turn around ;)
- Harry x
I whisked my head around in search of the curly haired boy. I frowned as I couldn't find him. Thinking that he was joking. But as i was about to sit back down, I spotted him. He was wearing a snapback, back to front, a button up shirt with shorts and a pair of black Nike runners. He was wearing a smirk on his face, a bag slung over his shoulder with his suitcase trailing behind him.
I beamed at him. A wide grin spreading across my face. I pushed myself forward, sprinting across the airport with my eyes set on one person only; Harry.
He dropped everything in his hands and brought them up to catch me as I jumped into his arms. He picked me up and spun me around, my face buried into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of Hugo Boss. I pulled my head out of his neck and held his face between my hands, crushing his lips against mine, feeling his push back even harder.
We needn't of said anything. Because the kiss Harry and I shared channeled all of our emotions. I traced my fingers across his jaw line, feeling his hands tighten on my thighs as I brushed my thumbs across his cheeks. He groaned, and before I new it we were pulled apart, breathless.
He pressed his forehead against mine. His eyes were closed and he was smiling, breathing in heavily through his nose. We stayed quiet for a couple of minutes, until Harry slowly opens his eyes and stares straight into my soul.
"I missed you" He whispered.
"I missed you so much, Harry" I say back which causes his smile to widen.
He lowers me down and onto the floor beneath me. Gripping onto my hand and gently tugging me towards the exit doors of the Airport.
"The boys are already waiting in the van" he murmured in that deep, raspy voice that made my knees weaken.
"Okay" I said as we walked through the bustling airport, hand in hand.
I flinched backwards as Harrys fingers brushed over my wrists, he noticed me flinch and scrunches his eyebrows together. I smile back at him, trying to reassure him that I was okay. He still didn't look the least convinced, but decided to brush it off and keep on walking across the road and over to the car park.
"Hey boys" I smiled at them as all four of their faces lit up.
"Libby!" they screamed in unison, all stumbling over their own feet, scrambling to pull me into a group hug. My body was squished in various places, and I couldn't breathe.
"Boys" I managed to get out. "Can't. Breathe" they finally took notice of my breathing problems and let go. I pushed the sleeves of my jumper down a little more, hiding my arms behind my back.
I looked over at Zayn who was staring at his hands with his eyebrows scrunched together. I walked over to him and he noticed me, his face instantly changing into a smile.
"What's wrong, Zayn?"
He shook his head and went back to staring at his hands. "I've got blood on my hands, but I'm not bleeding"
He turned his head and said a little louder, "Are any of you boys bleeding? I have blood on my hands"
"Have you murdered anyone lately?" Harry snorted out a laugh which on return Zayn gave him a glare.
The boys all quickly checked themselves, but none of them were bleeding.
I felt something run up my arm, I rolled up my sleeve to see that spots of blood had seeped from my wrists. I quickly pulled my sleeve down and rolled the rest of my jumper sleeve down.
"Libby are you bleeding anywhere?" Niall asks.
"N-no" I stutter, and gladly he doesn't notice. Zayn shrugs. "Well, we better get home, Perrie's been texting me non-stop for the past twelve minutes to bring her Marks & Spencers short bread, so we'll have to stop there on the way back"
"Let's roll kiddies" Louis says and gives a salute to all of us. I roll my eyes and step into the van.
****
"So," Harry said as he slid into bed beside me. "Did you miss me?" He smirked, knowing my answer.
"Not really" I lied, his face instantly fell and I burst into laughter. "Of course I did! silly!" I continued laughing and his face lit up again, moving his body closer to mine and wrapping his arms around my waist, inhaling the scent of my shampoo.
"Well, I missed you" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine. I hated how he did that. He could make me go all fuzzy just by one thing.
He breathed in heavily, obviously taking a big sniff of the body lotion I used. "Did you buy our perfume and body lotion?" I could sense the teasing in his voice.
"I needed something to remind me of you" I smiled up at him. His hair was falling over his face and he wasn't wearing a shirt which meant I could see the small tattoos scattered across his chest. I lightly traced the outline of the swallows on his chest, small goosebumps arising as I skimmed my fingers lower, his breathing got irregular the closer I got to his V line, but I stopped.
He groaned in frustration, "Stop being a tease"
I giggled, "Sorry"
"Sorry doesn't cut it" he huffed and I quickly leaned up to press a chaste kiss to his lips.
Hearing him sigh in comfort as he pulled the blanket over us to cover us completely. He moved his lips to my cheek before pinching my chin lightly and moving my face to reconnect our lips.
As we lay there in our haven, I can't help but feel something different. Not the bad type of different but the type of feeling which I was scared of the most.
I was falling in love with Harry.
And I didn't know how to deal with this type of emotion or who to even tell, because I was scared that he wouldn't feel the same way yet and it'd take some time for him to actually love me.
But for now I was just going to let it go and forget about it.
HARRYS POV
I love her.
I love her, I love her, I love her.
I loved the way she smelt, the way she tied her hair up in the morning or how she would hold her spoon.
But I could never tell her that, not now anyway, with the new tour coming up and a new album, I'm flat out coming home.
Besides, she doesn't love me. Not yet anyway, and I was scared the she wouldn't feel the same way yet and it'd take some time for her to actually love me.
But for now I was just going to let it go and forget about it.
LIBBYS POV.
Harry and I lay there for another three hours. The lights were off and we were just watching movies and cuddling which was exactly what I needed.
My phone buzzed and I swiped it open, logging onto twitter and opening my DM's.
You're the chick that's going out with Harry. Right?
Yes, why?
Just to make sure because my friends hate you and say that if we see you with Harry anywhere, we'll hurt you. I hope you kill yourself, because no one anywhere in the world is not going to care. I bet Harry is only going out with you because he has to. I bet that's why your parents left you, because you're a worthless excuse for a person. Please kill yourself immediately so I don't have to see your face on every cover of every magazine. xx
And with that I couldn't take it. I burst into tears. Harry noticed and held me tighter whispering in my ear, "What's wrong, baby?" which only made me cry harder. I clung to his chest, as he kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers up and down my back.
"I-I don't deserve you" I cried, as he tried to hush me, but it was no use.
"Yes you do. Why do you think that?"
"B-because I'm five years younger that you Harry. My brother is dead and my parents don't want me. I cry a lot and tried to shoot myself in the head" I was a blubbering mess. My nose was filled with snot and my eyes were hurting.
"Shh, don't ever say that, you deserve to be with me, none of that matters because I'm here, with you and that's all you need." I curled into a ball beside his chest, listening to the beat of his heart.
"I'm sorry I'm not a good enough girlfriend" I whisper, I stop crying and it's only a few sniffles hear and there.
He pulls me even closer, kissing me and rubbing circles into my hip.
"You're perfect, Liberty"
Yaaaass! I can't wait for the sequel! Congrats on the seats! Have fun at the concert!
2/10/15