Stephanie's POV
I can't help smiling as I brush my teeth ready for bed. Harry is so perfect. I feel like a little school girl who crushes on the boy of her dreams, but in all fairness he kinds of is that boy. I can't believe he wrote a song for me, it's absolutely beyond romantic, I never knew Harry was like that. I knew he wasn't as bad as he thought, he's completely won me over and I can't stop the butterflies fluttering in my stomach with joy.

"Hey, how long do you take to brush your teeth?" Harry asks as he walks into the bathroom, I look away smiling again, my jaw is definately going to ache at this rate.

I watch him as he smirks putting his toothpaste onto his tooth brush. We both look at each other in the mirror and he too keeps smiling. I lean forward and rinse my mouth out as I've finally finished. I look at Harry who is currently looking at his reflection in the mirror, he's stopped smiling.

"Goodnight Harry.." I smile as I turn away from him and I suddenly feel his hand take my hand, he pulls me towards him and quickly slides past me and locks the bathroom door. I laugh in confusion as I look at him, he rinses his mouth and I look to the door and then back at him. He's looking down at me smiling. "I have college in the morning, I should get some sleep." I say as I look into his green eyes, a smile plays on his lips and I feel completely captivated by him. He knows exactly how to make me weak at the knees.

"I was thinking maybe I can stay with you tonight?" Harry whispers as he puts his arms around my waist pulling me into him. I place my hands on his shoulders as I look at him slightly in shock that he wants to spend the night with me. I nod without saying anything and he bites his lip. "You sure that's okay with you?" He asks.

"Yeah.." Is all I can say. "But we keep this between us. I don't want any pep talks from the parents." I laugh and Harry smiles while nodding at me. I let go of him and I stand back forcing his arms off me they drop to his side.

I unlock the bathroom door and I leave, I hear him behind me and I shout down goodnight to my Parents. I hear them shout back up and I head to my room, Harry heads downstairs and I look at him, he stops and looks at me.

"Just got to find out what time Ryan needs me in the morning." Harry says and I nod. He turns around and makes his way downstairs, I open my bedroom door and I quickly tidy a few things that are scattered on the floor. It's not too bad in here, but I am quite messy which I always get nagged about by my Mum. She is the complete opposite to me, she loves to clean and makes everything spotless. I reach over and I shake my double duvet so it covers all of my bed instead of in a pile in the centre of my bed. I turn around as my door opens and Harry pokes his head in.

"Excuse the mess." I say as I sit on the bed. Harry laughs and shakes his head.

"You've not changed, your bedroom was always a tip when you were a kid." He says as he sits next to me. I roll my eyes as I was hoping he'd completely forget the status of my room when I was eight. "It's not as bad now though." He adds and I look at him and smile.

I climb to the edge of the bed and I get under the duvet. Harry stands up and shuts the curtains and then switches the light off, he climbs in and I watch him as I can only just make him out in the dark. This is so weird, I'm in bed with Harry. He rolls onto his right side and looks at me, I roll onto my left and I smile. It's good he can't see me as this bloody smile won't bugger off today.

I freeze as he snakes his arm over my hip and his hand rests on my tailbone. Should I hug him back? I don't know what to do, I really want to touch him but he may think I'm doing that because he's touching me? Shit , I've shared a bed with ex boyfriends before and I've never felt this nervous. His hot minty breath distracts me as it tickles the top of my head, maybe I should play with his hair? Do guys like girls playing with their hair or should it be the other way around? I could always stroke his back with my hand, I'm sure he wouldn't mind? Bloody hell Steph, What the hell is wrong with you?

"What are you thinking?" Harry whispers as he begins to stroke my lower back, I feel goosebumps appear on my arms at his touch. What am I thinking? what can I say to that? 'I'm just having an inner debate whether I should touch you or play with your hair Harry but I have no idea which one' I actually sound slightly insane.

"Just thinking how mad this is." I whisper back and I can hear his smile on his lips. His lips, I've kissed them twice now and I would continue to kiss them for as long as possible. "What are you thinking?" I whisper back.

"Umm, just that you've made me realise who I can be. You're perfect Steph." He whispers and my heart starts to race. I love it when he calls me Steph and not my full name, there's just something about the way he says it. The words linger on the tip of my tongue as I want to tell him how perfect he is, but I don't want to say it incase he thinks I'm just returning the compliment. So I take the plunge as asI reach over to him as I place my hand on his arm, his soft skin brushes underneath my finger tips. I begin to slowly stroke his arm in a rhythmatic pattern.



Harry's POV
She finally touched me. I was slightly worried that I stepped out of line when I draped my arm around her. I want her to know that I want to be as close to her as I can. I've wanted this for so long and it feels weird to know here I am, with Steph, in her bed. I knew stroking her back would make her ease a little and it kind of invited her to touch me back, which she finally did.

"I'm glad we made up Harry." Steph whispers and I smile. We've only been living together for a few days and it already feels as if we've been on a rollercoaster. Everything has gone a little fast, but that's life isn't it? I'm glad I've done everything the way I have as it's brought Steph and I together. Now we can spend as long as we like within the two months of me staying here, enjoying each others company.

"Me too." I whisper as I slowly trail my finger tips up her back until I reach her hair. I move some loose strands out from her face and I stroke her cheek, should I lean in and kiss her? I don't want to be too full on as I don't have a clue what Steph is thinking right now. But I really want to kiss her lips again, it feels so right when we kiss.

Oh my god, what's happening to me? I'm never like this, I'm allowing myself to open up to my heart and that's something I rarely do. Only thing is, can I keep this up? If I don't I'll destroy everything that Stephanie and I have. Shit, I don't want that. I'm finally happy and I quite like how this feels with her. I've tried not to let myself want her as I know I can't fuck her life up but I just can't stop myself when I'm with her. It's like she has been put on this earth for me. Shit that was cheesy.

"We better get some sleep." Steph says softly and my hand falls from her face. I think my inner voice has completely killed the mood for me. When can I just stop being so negative and just enjoy everything I have.

One minute I'm on cloud nine, I've got the girl I've always truly wanted. But then I remind myself how easily I screw up and I can blow this whole thing with Stephanie. I'm suddenly cut off from my thoughts as I feel her reach up and her lips kiss my cheek. Every little bad thing I was just thinking has evaporated from my head, so I lean down and I find her warm lips.

I close my eyes as I deepen the kiss and I snake my other arm underneath her and pull her towards me so our chests are touching. I feel her hands in my hair and I smirk in the kiss, I love it when she plays with my hair. The kiss becomes a little rougher which I've never had with Stephanie before, and I have to admit, I'm liking it a little too much. I get too into the kiss and I grab Stephanie's leg and I pull it over my hip, she goes with it and I sneakily let my hand go a little higher. She lets out a soft moan and that's enough for me to flip her onto her back as I roll on top of her, still kissing her roughly I let my hand wander from her hip up to her chest. I've never felt so alive, I've never wanted anyone as much as her.

"Harry.." She says as she breaks her lips away from mine. I stop and I look down at her, oh shit, have I taken things a bit too far? "I'm sorry, I just don't think we should tonight.." She says shyly. I smile as I lean down and kiss her forehead and I roll back on to my side of the bed. She turns to me as I turn to her. "Sorry, it's just I don't want to rush us.." She says.

"It's okay Steph" I say as I kiss her once more. "Good night." I say as I let my arm drape over her like before.

"Good night Harry" She says as she turns away from me, she takes my hand and pulls me closer as we cuddle. I try not to press too closely behind her as I don't want her to feel uncomfortable. I lay quietly as I'm not exactly ready to sleep, so I let my mind wander back to the past.

A young Stephanie appears in my head and I smile, she was so shy when she was eight. She'd never talk to anyone she didn't know, she just stuck to me when we were out and about. It was sweet really, I sort of liked knowing I was keeping her protected as she would never leave my side. We were a good team, I don't think we realised how fond we were of each other when we were kids. I guess you don't understand love as much back then, you just crush on people. But growing up really hits you in the face when it comes to relationships.

I still don't really know what love is, I'd like to think I'm learning and one day I will feel it. I mean I've used the L word before, but I've never really meant it except when it was to my family. As Son, I love my Mum as she is the woman who brought me into this world and created my life. She cared for me and made sure Gemma and I were always okay. And Dad of course, but he moved out so it was more my Mum who taught us a bit more about life. I never had any hard feelings against Dad when they split, I loved them both as much. But that's a different love to someone you want to be with isn't it, I just haven't felt it.

The way I feel about Stephanie is crazy, I want to fall in love with her as I adore so much. I think the way I feel for her now is close, I want to protect her, to make her feel happy and just keep her mine. I can't imaging ever going back and trying to be friends, I believe in fate and I believe fate has brought us together. All my thoughts start to tire my eyes, I close them and I slowly start to drift off.

"Hey, this is my swing.." An older kid states to Stephanie as he folds his arms infront of her. I watch as Stephanie jumps up off the swing.

"I didn't realise you were playing on this, it was empty." Stephanie says as she watches the kid sit down happily. I leave Gemma and Jed who are climbing up one of the parks biggest climbing frames. I head to the bottom and quickly jump off and I jog over to Stephanie.

"Did he kick you off?" I ask and Stephanie shakes her head as she looks away. I roll my eyes knowing she wouldn't tell me the truth as she hates any confrontation. "Hey!" I say as I walk up to the kid. He stops swinging and he slowly comes to a stop. Okay he's bigger than Stephanie but he looks the same age as me.

"What do you want?" He snaps at me as he stands up.

"Harry, don't" Stephanie says as she tries to pull me away. I shrug her off and I look at him, I'm definately going to wipe that smile off his face.

"You think it's okay to pick on girls that are younger than you?" I ask and the kid laughs. "Why not try someone your own age?" I ask.

"Oh sorry did I upset your girlfriend." He laughs and he sits back down on the swing. What an idiot, I walk upto him before he pushes his feet off the floor and I grab him by the t-shirt and I push him backwards, causing him to fall off the seat.

"Pick on someone your own size next time." I snap as I stare down at him, his face turns bright red as he looks really angry.

"Come on Harry!" Stephanie says as she pulls me away and we run off towards Gemma and Jed. I look back and the kid starts to head towards us, but he soons stops as my Mum and Susan have appeared next to us.

"Come on kids, lunch time." Mum says as she looks up at Gemma and Jed as they've reached the top of the climbing frame. I smirk at the kid who shakes his head and walks off in the opposite direction.

"You shouldn't have done that." Stephanie says as she looks at me as we follow our Mum's towards the picnic bench. "But thank you." She adds and smiles.

"No problem, I'll always look out for you Steph." I smile proudly and we sit down.

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