Rebecca's P.O.V~

Now you were standing there right in front of me

I hold on, it's getting harder to breathe

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me

I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in the corner there is a photograph

No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you

It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass

This bed was never made for two

I'll keep my eyes wide open

I'll keep my arms wide open

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

My ringtone played as my iPhone vibrated on my nightstand, draining my bedroom of the quiet, causing someone to stir next to me. The mystery person turned to face me, eyes still shut, and wrapped his arms around my waist protectively. I noticed that the man was Harry, and it didn't seem like a big deal, at first, as I always have sleepovers with the lads. It wasn't until I realized that I was completely naked that I began to freak out. And so was he!!

I shot out of my bed and reacted in such a way that I can only describe it as 'shocked Chandler from F-R-I-E-N-D-S'.

For your reference:

"What? You don't like my voice in that song or wha-" Harry's eyes widened and looked down at his dick, then back at me, then back at his dick, then back at me. This went on for a while.

"Would you stop that?!?" I shouted. Both of our hands went up to our heads as we cringed in pain from the apparent hangover. "Shhh," I said to myself, my head throbbing like my brain was going to burst out of my skull through my eyes.

"What happened last night?" He asked.

"We bought a unicorn," I sarcastically replied. "What do you think we did?"

"D-do you remember it?" He looked at me with a worried expression and seemed....shy?

I just nodded, my face reddening. "Do you?"

"Yeah."

"So," I hesitated. "What now?"

As he was thinking, I rummaged through my drawers and got dressed. I tossed Harry his boxers, which were hanging off of my full-length mirror, and he threw them on.

"Rebecca, I need to tell you something." He announced. The way he said my full name made me all kinds of nervous.

Before I could respond, his phone started blaring the marimba.

"Hello," he answered, showing the annoyance in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm in the middle of some-"

I paced, wondering what needed to be said between us.

"Do I need to be there or can one of the other lads do it?" I could tell he was getting frustrated.

I fidgetted with the necklace I received from the man across the room.

"Fine, I'll be there in ten." Harry got up from my bed angrily and grumbled something about "never getting the chance" and "it's always something".

"H-Harry?"

"I'm so sorry, Bex. I have a last minute interview and they specifically asked for Zayn and me," he explained.

"Well, what did you want to talk about," I pushed.

"It's not something I can just say and then leave. It's too important for that."
I sighed.

We stood in uncomfortable silence for a minute, trying to figure out what to do. I finished getting dressed and thought about the previous nights' events. What was he going to say? That he doesn't feel the same? He didn't enjoy it? I had no idea and it was killing me.

"I've got to go," He said, sadly.

"Okay," I replied. "I'll see you later, I guess."

Harry nodded once and made his way across the room and out the door. My head drooped as I listened to his footsteps that were getting quieter until they stopped. I heard him running back like he was forgetting something important. I turn to face my bedroom entrance just as he came around the corner.

I stared at the man in confusion. His, normally gentle, jade-coloured eyes now had a sense of longing in them. In less than two strides, he was inches away from me, one arm snaked around my waist and the other gripped the back of my neck and gently pulled me into him, crashing our lips together. I promise you, at that moment, sparks were flying everywhere! I didn't hesitate on kissing him back; it was like a reflex.

We pulled away, my heart was beating out of my chest as I tried to catch my breath.

"We'll talk soon. I promise." Harry kissed my forehead and walked down the stairs and out the front door. Actually, he was kind of running since he was late.

I was just staring at the empty hallway, stunned. I could still feel his lips covering mine even though he is long gone. I didn't know how to react. The love of my life loves me back. I still can't believe it. And he wants to talk about it.

After a few minutes of standing in shock, I called the only person I could trust. Eleanor. And Louis but she'd probably tell him anyways.

I dialled her number from memory and she picked up after the second ring.

She grumbled something into the phone that sounded like 'hello'.

"Bitch," I said.

"Spill!" Now she was wide awake and at attention.

"Fry spent the night last night," I exclaimed. Fry is the nickname the three of us have for Harry.

"Fry lives with you, dumbass."

"No. Fry spent the night last night," I emphasized for her to understand the double meaning.

"No... fucking way! Louis, wake up!" I heard her smack him, assuming on the chest.

"What, El? Fuck."

"Fry got lucky last night." I could practically see her smirk.

"I'm gonna kill him! Who did he bring home? Why did he let Becky see her?!?" Lou said, wide awake now, causing his girlfriend and me to laugh. Even over the phone, I could tell that they both care for me with everything they have. And I return those feelings without a doubt.

"No, you dimwit! Fry and Becky hooked up." I heard Eleanor facepalm. "You are now on speaker, love."

"He said we were definitely going to talk about it when he gets back from the interview with Zayn."

"That's great!" Louis squealed. I think he loves this more than I do. "But, what about... She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?"

My eyes widened in realization. He was with Valerie. I'm a homewrecker. Wait, he doesn't even want to be with her. Right?

"I forgot about her. What do I do?"

"Don't freak out! Wait until he comes home to talk about it and you will sort everything out. It's going to be okay." Eleanor is such a great friend.

"What she said!" Louis added.

"You guys are so amazing! I don't know what I would do without you both in my life." I started to tear up and my voice cracked. Why am I crying?

"Awwww, Becca! Don't cry, lovely." Louis cooed.

"I just can't believe how well things are starting out now." I beamed.

We chatted on the phone for hours about nothing and about everything until I heard the front door open and someone running up the stairs. I knew it was my crush for many years. He has a distinctness about his steps.

"Gotta go, bye!" I said quickly before hanging up without waiting for a response.

Harry burst through my door with a huge, toothy smile on his face.

"What-" I was interrupted by him crashing his lips into mine, just like he did before he left this morning.

My legs felt weak as my whole body numbed, shock going from where our lips met all the way down to my toes. Harry's left hand was on the back of my neck, gently pulling me closer to him, his right hand was on my waist holding on as if he never wanted to let go. I was on my tip-toes since I'm much smaller than him and I could feel his smile on my mouth which made me smile, too. I was elated to finally have the man of my dreams. Everything was turning up Bex.

We pulled away at the same time, breathing heavily. His gorgeous green eyes gazing into my grey ones.

"How was the interview?" I asked.

"Who cares? I want to talk about us." He beamed. "I am just going to come out and say it, Bex. I want you. Not only... sexually, but I also want all of you. From your bright smile to your deepest secret. I want to hold you whenever I want and to be there next to you for anything. I want you."

By the end of his short speech, I was in tears. What can I say? I'm an emotional person. However, a small part of me felt that this couldn't be real.

"You're just saying that because you found out," I said softly.

"Found out about what?"

"Someone told you right? I swear to fucking god Harry if this is some sort of twisted, sick joke I'll never forgive you." I backed away.

He stepped closer to me and made sure I wouldn't escape his grasp again. His unruly hair in curls that framed his face so perfectly that he looked like a literal angel. "I would never dream of hurting you. I've been wanting you since the day we first met. I didn't want to mess things up so I tried to push my feelings for you back and try someone else but it didn't work. Every time I was with another woman all I could think about was you."

"Dude," I chuckled. His face fell from his shy grin to an embarrassed frown and I realized how I sounded. "I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember! What took you so long?"

"Timing is everything, babe," He smirked.

"What are you going to do about Valerie?"

"Let me deal with her later. Right now," He paused to pick me up and wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively. "I'm tired and last night I got the best sleep in my entire life so you're gonna take a nap with me."

"I'm not objecting to that," I grinned.

Both of us fell back onto my bed and I crawled on top of him and nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck.

"Wait!" I squeaked. I sat up and took off my shirt. "Yours too." Harry did as he was told, throwing his top on the floor by mine. I laid back down in the same position and took in his scent. Soon, we were both out.

Notes

Hey, guys sorry for the late late late update!!! I've been having writers' block plus I've been busy with school. High school sucks. Anyway, hope you like this chapter!
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