This last chapter is dedicated to @Step Harry and @lalaladoo because I enjoyed reading your comments for the last chapter…

Niall’s POV
Never have I ever been so confused in my lifetime as I am now. When Harmony was sitting on my lap all… close to me, I was extremely scared. I wasn’t just scared because she was acting scary, but I was scared because I think that I might… like her?


I mean, she’s just perfect in every way. She has perfect hair, perfect curves, and a perfect smile. I just can’t get her out of my mind. And the way she can be so intimidating…

I know I shouldn’t be thinking like this; she’s one of my best mate’s girlfriends, but I don’t know if I can let this go. It’s almost like 8th grade when my best friend liked the girl I was dating, except he actually had the balls to tell her. Of course, she liked him better. In fact, the only reason she went out with me was to get closer to him.

I will never get over her, and I will never forgive him for what he did to my heart. I don’t want to be that friend though. Haz and Harmony are happy together. They’ve been having a lot of ups and downs lately too, so I can’t like her. This will only cause them more trouble.

I really need to clear my head right now. Clear my head of her. Clear my head from yesterday’s events. Clear my head of all the dirty thoughts I’m thinking right now. Clear my head of Harmony Mattingly.

~

So I went down to my favorite bar. It was nothing special, but a few cold beers really helped me. I guess I only thought I liked Harmony because I’m getting lonely. I wonder what it would feel like to not be the only single person in the group.

All of the guys have always taunted me for being the oddball when we all go out, but I’m like, ‘I have food.’ Now, I really just want a girl to call my own. A girl that I can spoil with all of this money I make from living my dreams. I want a girl who will accept me for who I truly am, and I want that girl to love me like I should love her.

“Is this seat taken?” a shy voice asked from behind me. I turned to meet the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. They were the color of the sparkling waters of a coral reef showing excitement and mystery at the same time.

Her blonde hair shimmered under the flashy lights of the club, and there appeared to be gold specks sewn into strands close to the top of her head.

“Hello?” her innocent voice sounded breaking me from my trance.

“Oh… um… you can sit there,” I stuttered turning my head away from her.

“Thanks. I’m Diane by the way.” She stuck out her hand.

“Niall,” I said shaking her hand. She sure is a sight for sore eyes. “So what is a pretty girl like you doing alone at a bar on Valentine’s Day?”

“I could ask the same, except you’re a guy of course,” she laughs. She has the cutest laugh ever.

“I’m not in a relationship,” I say ashamed.

“Well, I guess that makes two of us,” she smiles.

Maybe this is the girl I’m looking for. Maybe she’s the one who can bring me out of my single rut and enjoy life with me. I know I just met her, and we’ve only been talking for like a minute, but I think that maybe, just maybe, she could be the one for me.

Harmony’s POV
“Where are you taking me?” I complained.


“Just a little bit longer,” he assured me.

We have been on the road for a little over an hour, and I am so hungry right now. Harry refuses to tell me or even give just a slightest hint as to where we’re going. Being no expert on street names and where everything is, I have no clue on what direction we’re heading either.

“Alright, you have to close your eyes for this last part.”

“How will I see?” I whined. I am the worst with blindfolds. Once, when I was six, I was at Drew’s birthday party. It was my turn for the piñata but I spun around one too many times and ended up hitting the kid next to me square in the jaw. He had braces…

“I’m going to guide you. Now, put this on.” He handed me a bandana to cover my eyes. I huffed and put it on reluctantly.

The car made a sudden right turn causing me to hit my head on the window. “Ow.”

“Sorry. We’re almost there.”

“Well hurry up. You made my head hurt,” I whine as I touch the place where my forehead got bumped.

The car made another turn, but slower and more cautious this time before pulling into a complete stop. I heard Harry’s door open and shut leaving me alone I guess.

My door opened, and I could feel Harry hovering over me to unbuckle my seatbelt. He took my hand and led me out of the car.

“Harry,” I complained, “where are you taking me?”

“Just let me guide you. You might want to take your shoes off…”

“Why?” I ask annoyed.

“Just do it.”

“Ugh… Fine.” I slipped off my heels one by one. I felt Harry take my shoes and then he took my hand and started to lead me to our destination. As I took my first few steps, I felt the hard road change into gritty wooden flooring.

“Just a few more steps… and here we are,” Harry said. I felt his hands fumble to untie the makeshift blindfold and take it from my eyes. I adjusted my eyes to open and take in my surroundings.

I was standing on the shore of the beach with a gazebo lit up with various fairy lights just ten feet in front of me. The whole thing was set above the water like a small dock; it was the cutest thing ever. (Something close to this: http://www.brides.com/weddedbits/Florida.gif)

“Do you like it?” Harry asked nervously.

“I love it, Harry! Thank you,” I smiled as I pulled him into a hug.

“Well, what are we waiting for? This way milady.”

I laughed as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me over. When he finally set me down in a chair, I held onto the table to help the dizziness wear off.

“Now, I know it’s not much, but is nutella okay?”

“Are you kidding? It’s perfect. I was just scared you were going to get something really fancy. Nutella is perfect.”

“Good,” he said and handed me a nutella sandwich. However, it wasn’t just a plain ole sandwich. It was cut into the shape… of a heart.

“Really Harry? Really?”

He chuckled. “Yeah…” I took the sandwich and broke it in half. He gasped at the sight. “You broke my heart.”

“I can’t break your heart, because you have half of mine,” I said handing him half.

“You are so literal sometimes,” he replied.

~

“So what have you and El been doing?”

“Let me think… Complaining about our boyfriends never being home,” I responded. It wasn’t long until we had finished our dinner, so we decided to just lie down on our backs near the edge and talk. “So you guys spent three stinking days planning this? What did Louis do for El?”

“No, this was last minute…” he said, surprising me.

I turned to face him. “Then, what were you doing?”

“Well… Hey look! A shooting star! Make a wish!”

“Stop avoiding me Harry…”

“Well, I would wish for something, but I already have everything I could possibly need,” he smiled at me.

“You aggravate me.”

“You love me,” he said. Classic Harry… “Now make a wish.”

“Fine… I wish… that my apartment would just unpack itself,” I thought of the first thing that popped into my mind.

“Why would you do that?” Harry asked.

“Because I don’t like all of the boxes cluttered everywhere, and I don’t think I’m going to be moving out anytime soon. Now back to what I was asking about…”

“Fine, I was helping Louis look for a house because he’s going to ask El to move in with him.”

“Aw… That’s so sweet,” I cooed.

“Which brings me to another matter…” he trailed off.

“Go on,” I encouraged.

He took a deep breath and looked straight into my eyes. I don’t know if I should be scared or nervous or what. I continued to stare back at him waiting for him to speak his mind. He let out his breath and opened his mouth.

“You look really pretty tonight.”

I giggled, “Thanks, but you’ve already told me that like a gazillion times already. Is everything okay?”

“No, that’s not what I was trying to say. I’m just… I’m just a little nervous.”

“Why are you nervous? Just loosen up a little. I don’t bite,” I whisper the last part.

“I’m sure you don’t,” he said. I gasped and shoved his shoulder, but I guess I shoved a little too hard because next thing I know there’s a Lou splash followed by gasps for air.

“Oh my gosh! Harry!” I got on my knees and reached my hand out to him. “I’m so sorry. Here, take my hand.”

“No, it’s alright. The water’s not too bad.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. In fact… why don’t you try it?” he took my hand and soon I’m in the water too.

“Harold Edward Styles! You are so luck I’m not wearing my heels right now.” He laughed. “It’s not funny! I’m wet!” I crossed my arms on my chest and huffed loudly.

He came closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I simply closed my eyes and ignored him.

“Come on. Loosen up a little. I don’t bite,” he imitated me.

“I’m sure you don’t,” I copied him. I couldn’t stay mad any longer as we both started to crack up in laughter. “I love you.”

“I love you,” he brought me in for a small, but sweet kiss.

“Now, what was it that you were trying to ask me?”

“Well…”

“Please, you’re killing me here. You know I don’t have patience.”

“I know you don’t.”

“Then ask away.”

“Well, I was thinking, you know? We’ve been together for like… ever! And we’ve had a lot of ups and downs, so I was thinking,” he paused at the end.

I smiled to encourage him to go on. Gosh, the suspense is killing me.

He took one last breath…






























“Move in with me?”