Harry’s POV
The past week was blast. Having Kennedy back in England was great thing for us as a group which kind of shocked me. It was like she brought everyone closer together and we were on talking terms which was great. She sat me down the day after the charity concert and said she was willing to give me a chance to prove to her that I wasn’t the boy I was in secondary school but if I screwed that up I screwed up the friendship for good. Things were just going good in general. The day after the concert Kennedy worked on invitations for James and Gemma’s wedding so she spent most of the day on the phone with people from New York trying to get them to send her invites. She was pretty good at bargaining because she got three different styles all for free. I know she got about two thousand invites for each design and I was pretty impressed. The rest of the week I didn’t really see Kennedy unless it was to eat or sleep. She spent most of her time at James and Gemma’s flat making invites and making other plans. Today however everyone was going to hang out. Gemma said that Kennedy needed a break and I was in charge of that. I woke up early to find my phone lighting up letting me know I had some type of message or missed call. I rolled over to see that someone mentioned me in a twitter post.

@Louis_Tomlinson: Can’t wait to kill @Harry_Styles in Laser Quest. Prepare to die. :D

I laughed at the tweet and decided to tweet back.

@Harry_Styles: @Louis_Tomlinson please. I have a new secret weapon that guarantees me a win. Prepare to lose. . .again ;)

I then rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen to see Kennedy mixing something on the counter.

“What are you making love?” I asked yawning and walking to the fridge looking for the milk.

“On the counter,” Kennedy replied knowing exactly what I was looking for, “And I’m making blueberry pancakes. You haven’t created a blueberry allergy at all have you?”

“No,” I shook my head, “but everyone else is coming over for breakfast and I think Perrie is allergic.”

“Chocolate chip pancakes instead then,” she grinned and then looked up at me and she almost dropped the bowl.

We both went for it but we weren’t quick enough and it fell all over the floor and splattered on both of us.

“Well shit,” she mumbled.

“Was it too heavy?” I asked confused as to why she almost dropped the bowl.

“No I just must have not had a great grip on it,” she replied turning around to grab something to clean it up.

I then had a great idea since it was just us in the flat because Andrea spent the night at Niall’s. I grabbed a handful of pancake mix and grinned slightly.

“Hey Kenni,” I said and she turned around.

“Yeah. . .” she started but before she said anything I slapped my hand across her face covering it with pancake mix.

She stood there shocked for a minute and I swear I kind of regretted it because she looked a bit pissed off.

“You did not,” she said as she bent down.

She then stood up and grinned and I knew I was in for it.

“Payback is a bitch,” she said and I laughed at how America influenced her.

“If you can catch me,” I grinned and took off.

We then spent probably the next half hour having a giant food fight. I had her pinned on the ground and I was straddling her waist.

“Surrender!” I exclaimed, “Say Harry Styles is the best singer ever!”

“Never!” she said, “Harry Styles sucks!”

I then grinned and grabbed the bowl and grabbed the little bit of pancake batter out it and started to smear it on her face. She was laughing and trying to fight me off. I didn’t notice how close our face were from each other but when I noticed, both of us stopped moving. She looked up at me and then at my lips and I did the exact same thing. Before I knew it, I was leaning down closer to kiss her. I got centimeters from her lips when the front door of my flat opened and we heard Niall’s and Andrea’s voices. That broke our trance and Niall and Andrea came into the kitchen and stopped when they saw me on top of Kennedy and us covered in pancake batter.

“Care to explain?” Andrea asked and soon everyone joined her in the kitchen.

“Styles totally started it,” Kennedy throwing me under the bus.

“You’re so full of it,” I said looking down at her, “You dropped the batter.”

“You smeared it across my face,” she said.

“As much as I enjoy watch you two fight like an old marry couple I want to go see what this Trocadero is all about,” Andrea said and I got off of Kennedy and helped her up.

She then smeared my face with pancake batter and laughed.

“In your face Styles! I win!” she exclaimed laughing and then rushed off to the bathroom to shower and change.

“So when are you going to man up and tell the woman you love her?” Andrea asked, “We’ve been here a week and I’ve been staying at Niall’s so you can man up like he did.”

“Well tell her to stop working,” I said, “This has been the most time I’ve spent with her awake. I tried telling her Wednesday and she was asleep on the couch.”

Andrea shook her head and she smiled at me.

“Tell her today,” she said, “It’s the perfect timing.”

“Fine,” I said, “If I get the change I will.”

“Good,” she grinned, “No go change Styles you’re covered in pancake mix. We’ll clean up the mess you and Ken made.”

I quickly showered and changed into some clean clothes. I was fixing my hair when Kennedy stuck her head in.

“Want to hand me your dirty clothes basket?” she asked, “I’ll do some laundry when we get back.”

“Sure,” I said, “Let me finish my hair real quick.”

I finished with the gel and then I spun around and smiled at what she was wearing. It was simple yet very stylish (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79752189). I smiled at her and she grinned at me. I handed her my basket and she turned around to head out but I called out her name.

“Kenni,” I said using the nickname I gave her a long time ago.

“Yeah Haz,” she said turning around.

“You look beautiful today,” I said and smiled at her.

She smiled at me and blushed.

“Thanks,” she replied and then rushed out of the room and I grinned wider.

Over the past week, Kennedy and I have flirted a lot more when no one was around. It gave me the confidence that she was somewhat interested in me as more than a friend. However, Jay wasn’t getting the hint and kept bothering her. He found her on twitter and kept bugging her to go on date and she was slowly cracking and giving into him. I then grinned and deicided to make Jay a bit jealous. I grabbed my phone and opened my twitter app.

@Harry_Styles: What a great way to start off the day. Pancake batter fight with your best friend @Kennedyisagirlsnametoo :D P.S. I so won.

I smiled at the tweet and then put my phone in my pocket.

“You’re full of shit Styles!” I heard Kennedy yell from down the hall and I laughed walking into the living room to find everyone ready go.

“Everyone ready?” I asked.

“Yes,” Kennedy replied, “Shot gun!”

“Damn you woman!” Louis exclaimed and everyone just laughed.

For only spending one week with us, Andrea and Kennedy seemed to just mesh with us and we all acted like we had been friends for years. It was really nice to actually have people outside our group to actually like us for us and not for our fame. I got in the driver’s side of my car and smiled when I saw Kennedy sitting in the passenger seat. Niall and Andrea were in the car with us along with Zayn and Perrie. Louis and Eleanor and Liam and Danielle went in Liam’s car and we met at Trocadero. While I was driving, I decided to make a bold move and I grabbed Kennedy’s hand. I was scared that she was going to pull it away but when she didn’t and laced our fingers together I smiled over at her. She smiled back at me and I continued to drive. I could feel the stares burning in the back of our heads and when we parked and all got out of the cars everyone was waiting for an answer which they never got.

“Are we meeting up at the food court at a certain time and then playing Laser Quest?” Zayn asked.

“I think that’s best,” Liam said, “That way we can do what we want.”

“I can deal with that,” Andrea said.

“Me too,” Kennedy said and smiled at me.

“Then its settled,” I said, “We’ll meet in the food court at twelve-thirty for lunch?”

“Deal,” everyone else said and I grabbed Kennedy’s hand and we walked into the arcade.

“So what do you want to do love?” I asked Kennedy looking at her.

“I don’t know,” she said, “I haven’t been here in years. I don’t know what’s all in here now.”

“How about we go play some air hockey?” I asked grinning because I knew she loved that game.

“They still have the hockey table,” she said shocked and smiling.

“Oh yeah,” I said pulling her in the direction of the air hockey tables.

When she saw the table I saw her smile her famous smile with the one dimple on her left cheek. She let go of my hand and rushed off to claim it as ours.

“Well I’m only going to play this game on one condition,” I said.

“Which is what Styles?” she asked smirking.

“Loser has to give the winner a kiss on the lips,” I said and I saw her grinning.

“Prepare to lose Styles,” she said as I swiped my Trocadero card.

I think we played like four games and I lost all four which kind of pissed me off but when I thought about it I got to kiss my dream girl four times so I was okay with it.

“Pay up Styles,” she said once we were done and I just laughed and shook my head.

“Someone’s a bit eager,” I said and she just laughed and rolled her eyes.

“Are you going to kiss me or not loser?” she giggled and I just laughed.

I stepped closer to her and looked down at her while she looked up at me and our lips met. When our lips met I felt this electricity go through my body and I felt her arms wrap my neck and my hands went to her waist to pull her closer to me. When our lips parted, I smiled down at her and she smiled up at me.

“Wow,” she whispered.

“Wow is right,” I grinned at her, “What did you think?”

“You’re a really good kisser Styles,” she said and I just laughed at her goofiness.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said and grabbed her hand.

“I have a serious question for you Kenni,” I said as we stopped in front of an open mic area.

“What is it Harry?” she asked.

“Be my girlfriend,” I said, “I know that we just got back to talking terms but I want you to be more than just my best friend. I want you to be the girl I wake up with every morning and call her mine. I want to buy your flowers and kiss you whenever I want and give you the world. Please be mine.”

“I thought you would never ask,” she said smiling, “Harry I’ve been waiting for those words for years.”

I then grinned widely and she pulled me into the open mic area. She walked up to the person in charge and signed up and walked back to me.

“What are you doing?” I asked confused.

“I want you to hear this song I wrote a long time ago,” I said.

I smiled because I never knew that Kennedy actually wrote songs. Soon her name was called and she walked up to the stage and took the guitar they handed her.

“Hello people of Trocadero,” she said, “My name is Kennedy and I wrote this song a couple of years ago while I was in the United States. It’s called You’re My Song.”

She then started strumming the guitar and started singing.

I grew up on the Beatles
And you were raised on the Stones
You're a little bit country, yeah
And I play rock and roll

The first time that I saw you
I remembered every word you said
Now you're stuck like a melody playing over in my head
That I don't want to forget

'Cause you're my song
My sweet home Alabama
I can sing you all night long
You're my red red wine
Learning to fly
Baby we were born to run
'Cause you're my song
You're my song

I'll be your good vibration
You'll be my Penny Lane
Don't need a radio station
To dance with Mary Jane

'Cause you're my song
My sweet home Alabama
I can sing you all night long
You're my red red wine
Learning to fly
Baby we were born to run
'Cause you're my song
You're my song

Just want to hear you talk
So turn the stereo off
I want to turn you on

'Cause you're my song
My sweet home Alabama
I can sing you all night long

You're my red red wine
Learning to fly
Baby we were born to run
'Cause you're my song
You're my song

You're my song
You're my song

When she was done, we heard clapping and screaming so when she looked up past me, she must have seen everyone standing in the back grinning ear to ear. She thanked the crowd and then came back to me while I was grinning.

“You so wrote that about me,” I grinned cheekily.

“I might have,”she smiled lightly as I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me.

“Thank fucking god he asked you!” Andrea exclaimed and we all laughed, “I swear I was going to row old before he ever did!”

“Quit over exaggerating woman,” Kennedy said.

“So what to next?” I asked.

“Well do you guys want to play Laser Quest now?” Kennedy asked.

“Sure,” everyone said.

“I call Kennedy!” I said quickly and she just laughed and shook her head.

“Oh no Mr. Styles,” she said, “It’s girls against boys.”

At the look I gave the girls started grinning.

“Prepare to lose,” Eleanor grinned as we walked over to the Laser Quest area.

“But we always play on the same team,” I whined and Kennedy laughed lightly.

“Don’t worry love,” she grinned, “I won’t go too hard on you.”

“You’re lying,” I whined as we got into our teams, “You never go easy on anyone.”

She then grinned cheekily at me and grabbed her gun. The man went over the rules and then set us free in the arena. We all scattered around and I had to say being on my own wasn’t that bad. I had gotten a few of the girls but I hadn’t met up with Kennedy yet. She was very stealthy when she played this game. I remember that James always took her up here on the weekends and they would play this for hours Gemma would tell me. They always had some strategic plan and would always win because of it. I saw a flash of hair out of the corner of my eye but when I turned around there was no one around. I went to follow it but I then saw my chest plate light up and I spun around and heard Kennedy’s voice from behind me.

“Always have your back cover handsome,” she said and when I turned around she had disappeared and I smirked.

The lights then turned on signaling the game to be over and I saw her crouching behind a crate nearby and laughed when she came out and grinned widely at me.

“You’re sneaky one,” I said as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and she wrapped her arm around my waist.

“Well I did come up here a lot as a kid,” she said, “I know the ins and outs of this place like no other.”

“I know,” I said, “Hence why I wanted you on my team.”

She just laughed as we walked to end of the arena to find that the girls killed us. Before we took off our equipment I made Kennedy take a picture with me.

“Good now I can post it on Twitter,” I grinned and she rolled her eyes.

“Let’s go eat lover boy I’m starving,” she said following everyone else out of the arena.

Before I caught up with the group I posted the picture.

@Harry_Styles: No matter what she’s wearing she’s always going to be beautiful. @Kennedyisagirlsnametoo #loveher #shesbeautiful #BFF

I then hit send and quickly caught up to my new girlfriend and my group of friends.

Notes

I don't own that song in the least bit! The song belongs to A Rocket To The Moon. It's called You're Song and its amazing. Go listen if you want to!

Let me know what you all think about it so far! What do you think is going to happen next? :D