It had only been a couple of days since the incident at the studio. Harry was incredibly distant when we went to dinner afterwards, only exchanging quick glances and focusing solely on the design on his plate. All of the boys tried not to draw attention to the matter, clearly knowing more about what was going on inside of his head than I did. Halfway through the meal he snapped back though. I’m not sure what caused it, but he was back to being Harry; cuddling my hand in his and smiling like there wasn’t a care in the world. Luckily, that same behavior held up to now.

“Are you ready?” Harry asked, leaning up against the doorframe of the guest room clad in a plain white t-shirt and dark blue jeans. He had told me this morning he was going to show me some of London today while the weather was still nice.

“Yeah, is this okay?” I wondered, doing a little spin in my jean shorts and floral tank top. I still, hadn’t gotten use to the temperature in England. The weather was incredibly different from what I’m use to back in California. Harry smiled as he reached out for my hands. His hands traveled up my arms lovingly, pulling me closer into his chest.

“You look beautiful. I have sweaters in my car anyways in case it gets too cold.” He assured me. Without another thought, Harry and I were traveling down the roads in his Audi. He refused to give me any hints as to where we were going. A small part of me wondered if he knew where we were going either or if he was planning to be spontaneous. Where we ended up would be our only destination. After a while of driving Harry pulled onto a dirt road. The dark trees turned into nearly a tunnel as we continued down the road. We went like that for some time before he pulled into a deserted parking lot.

“Um, Harry,” I began to say as we started unbuckling.

“This isn’t it, I promise.” He assured me quickly. I nodded and got out of the car just as he did. Harry came round to my side to take secure hold of my hand and led me to a narrow pathway in a crook of the trees. We wandered down the path until the trees began to let up. On the other end of the pathway, we were greeted with a beautiful park. Colorful flowers decorated the greenery in circular and square patches. Fountains dotted the land and people meandered along the paved paths. “This is Hyde Park.” Harry explained. “I figured we should be able to get some privacy here.”

“It’s wonderful.” I told him, tightening my grip on his large hand in excitement. Harry and I began strolling along the pavement enjoying the quiet.

“I was thinking…maybe I could bring you up to Holmes Chapel at the end of this week or next week.” Harry said, breaking the comfortable silence between us. I looked up at him to find him staring down at me with his emerald eyes shimmering from the reflection of the sun.

“Really? You want me to go to Holmes Chapel?” I wondered. The thought of seeing where Harry grew up was enticing, but it didn’t eliminate the inevitable: meeting the family. That alone shook me with nerves.

“Of course I do!” Harry exclaimed, stopping in his tracks and turning me around to face him by my wrists. “My mom is already upset I didn’t bring you as soon as our plane touched the ground!” A wide smile was forming across Harry’s face making me giggle at his excitement. “She practically only asks about you every time I ring her!”

“She does?” I asked, quite shocked. Harry tossed his head back in laughter.

“To be honest…yes! She’s always asking how you are doing, what you are like, and, at the time, if I picked up my skirt and asked you out yet!” Harry explained.

“She probably thinks you made me up!” I teased, swatting at his chest.

“Oh no, she knows you’re real. Our pictures are all over the gossip channels and magazines.” He assured me. Suddenly, I got an idea. I reached my hand around to Harry’s back pocket and swiped his phone.

“Pass-code pleeease!” I said while placing the phone directly in front of his face. Harry quickly typed in the pin number, letting me carry out whatever the hell it was that I was doing. I popped open the camera app and switched it to the front facing camera. “Smile darling!”

Harry rested his chin on my shoulder as I snapped the picture. When I went to see how it turned out, I was incredibly pleased. The entire park made up the background, the bright flowers popping brilliantly. I decided to set it as Harry’s lock screen and screensaver before sending the sending it to Anne with a message reading:
“Can’t wait to meet you later in the week! -Ally Xx..”

“You text my mum?” Harry asked curiously with a wicked smirk brimming on his face. I handed him back his mobile and the smirk grew even more. “And you changed my screens?”

“And I uploaded the picture to Twitter and Instagram!” I added, quite pleased with myself. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. My heart stopped, wondering if it were Anne responding to me, but Harry showed me it was merely Louis.

“@Louis_Tomlinson: @Harry_Styles, I want @AStriker7 home by 11 young man!”

“I think Louis misses us,” Harry assumed with a wink. I instantly pulled out my phone to protest against my curfew. Louis was becoming an older brother to me…all of the boys were. Therefore, I can tease him all I want!

“@AStriker7: ‘@Louis_Tominson: @Harry_Styles, I want @AStriker7 home by 11 young man!’ looouuuuiiisss!!”

“@Harry_Styles: ‘@Louis_Tomlinson: @Harry_Styles, I want @AStriker7 home by 11 young man!’ come on LouLou!”

Finally, Harry’s phone buzzed with a new text. He read it to himself first. I watched as Harry’s eyes concentrated on the words shining brightly on the screen. Then, he handed the phone off to me, revealing a message from the almighty one.

Louis: We are going out tonight! don’t talk back to me.

“Alright, I say we go to Oxford Street, head out to dinner and then face our doom.” Harry suggested. I lifted up on my tip toes to steal a quick kiss, causing Harry to smile. “Or could just do that.” He teased, earning a light shove from me. I grabbed his hands and dragged him back through the little pathway to our abandoned car. As soon as Harry was about to start the engine when my phone rang.

“It’s Zayn.” I said, confused.

“Put it on speaker.” Harry instructed as he put the car in reverse and began driving out of the lot. He seemed just as confused and curious as I was.

“Zayn?” I called. There was a bit of shuffling on the other end followed by a round of muffled voices before Zayn actually spoke.

“Hey bebs! You alright? Where are you?” He asked.

“Driving to Oxford Street.” I replied.

“Harry, are you listening? Louis’ here too!” Zayn said.

“HAROLD!” Louis shouted excitedly, seeming much farther from the phone than Zayn was.

“I’m here,” Harry answered, “where are you guys?”

“At home…Liam and Niall are with Danielle, so it’s just us…but you’ve got to hear this!” Zayn cried. There was more muffled sounds before the sound of their TV filled the car.

“In celebrity news, the newly announced couple of British Boy-Bander, Harry Styles and California Girl, Ally Striker has become the favorite couple of 2012! Though the two have only dated for a short time already, Styles seems incredibly smitten with the American darling! The relationship, though quiet at first with Styles keeping it under wraps for roughly seven months, has quickly shoved it’s way into the spotlight. The adoring couple have been spending mass amounts of time with each other…” From the other end Louis roared with laughter resulting in a hiss from both Zayn and Harry. “…Striker is reported to be staying the month with the curly haired heartthrob as well as the entirety of One Direction in their home in London. Although One Direction will not be in attendance at the Teen Choice Awards, rumors are speculating that there will be a ‘Hally’ debut at the MTV awards this September! A source connected to the boy band says they will not reveal any further information on the Styles-Striker relationship. Quote: ‘Harry Styles’ personal business is not mine to give to the media’. I think I speak for all ‘Directioners’ when I say we would like to see ‘Hally’ on the red carpet for the MTV awards!” With that, someone turned off the TV.

“Congratulations on cutest couple of 2012!” Louis teased. “We waited at least two hours for that!”

“We’ll let you continue on your little date,” Zayn said, ignoring Lou, “Tommo wants to leave by ten.”

“We’ll be back by then.” Harry assured him.

“Love you!” Louis shouted.

“Love you too Lou! See ya Zayn!” Harry exclaimed with a bright smile on his face. He tapped ‘end call’ before shifting his attention to me. “I promise we can talk about MTV later. I wanted to surprise you.”

“It’s fine my ‘curly haired heartthrob’.” I joked while flicking one of his loose curls.

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As soon as we arrived to Oxford Street, Harry led me into a little shop boasting about new merchandise. We strolled around for a while, rummaging through the racks, until I found he perfect outfit for Harry to try on.

“Try this on!” I exclaimed, thrusting a hot pink blazer and matching top hat at him. This pink was unlike anything I had ever seen before. I had seen Niall’s blush, but this was even brighter than that. Harry groaned at my selection. “Pleeeeease.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” Harry muttered while giving me a kiss on the cheek. He disappeared into the racks for a few moments only to return with a pink dress in hand, almost the exact same color as his blazer. There were teeny green flowers all over it that added a nice accent to the blinding color. “You’ll try this on.”

We headed to the dressing rooms in the back of the store where no one was around. I slipped into Harry’s outfit choice, only to realize the hanger did the dress no justice. The dress itself was tight fitted and a-line, showing off every curve while having a modest tone. I actually looked pretty good in it, which doesn’t happen with a lot of my clothing. I slowly stepped out of the closet sized room right as Harry did in his ensemble. His emerald eyes were staring at me in awe.

“You look…beautiful.” He whispered. As he stood there I eyed him in amusement. Somehow Harry was able to make an atrocious outfit look incredibly attractive. On anyone else, the pairing would have looked terrible, but Harry made it look good.

“You look amazing too!” I admired as I tugged onto the flaps of the blazer. Harry reacted, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me tight.

“I’m not buying this,” he told me with a laugh as he gestured to the bright piece between us, “but I am buying you that dress. You look too beautiful for words.”

Harry positioned us in the full length mirror in between the two dressing rooms. I have to say, our contrasting hair colors, height difference, and bright eye colors made us look perfect together. We fit.

“Excuse me?” I called out to one of the workers who was rearranging blouses on a shelf. The young girl turned around to face us and the color in her face instantly paled. She looked around my age and, by the shocked look in her eyes, she was familiar with One Direction. The girl stopped what she was doing, placed a lock of her bright red hair behind her ear and moved towards us.

“H-how may I-I help y-you today?” She stuttered. The sight was extremely heartwarming. The boys really affect so many people. I don’t think they fully realize it sometimes.

“Hi! Do you think you could take a picture of me and Harry?” I asked. The girl nodded slowly, keeping her attention locked on the floor. I handed her my mobile which she graciously took.

“Hold on, let me just fix this.” Harry mumbled. I looked up at him to see what he was talking about, but he was already tucking the fringe that had fallen from my side braid behind my ear. I smiled up at him for the simple gestures that make my stomach swell with butterflies. Harry smiled back a winning smile. Then, we faced the girl who seemed to be lost in taking pictures. I could tell by the smile on her face she must have just documented that entire exchange as it happened. Harry draped his arm around my hips and we smiled for the camera. The girl silently handed me back my phone and began to walk away when I stopped her.

“Wait!” I said. “Do you want me to take a picture of you and Harry?” The girls eyes nearly popped out of her head. She nodded frantically, handing me her camera. Harry extended an arm out to her and wrapped her in a big hug so I could take the picture.

“Thank you so much!” She exclaimed.

“What is your name love?” Harry asked in his slow deep accent.

“Marissa.” She answered quietly. I’m pretty sure his voice affected her in the same way it affected me. He was always so polite and calm when talking to fans.

“Marissa, do you mind not posting that picture for a couple hours? We’ve had a nice private day so far.” Harry said.

“Of course! I have a late shift anyways tonight!” She told him. Then she turned to me. “Thank you so much.” She repeated. I gave her a sweet smile before excusing myself to get changed back in my regular clothes. Once I finished changing, I began looking for the best picture to put on Twitter. My eyes fell on one of the candids Marissa had taken.

Harry was towering over me, a smile on his face, and his fingers tucking my fringe back in place. Meanwhile, I was looking up at him in awe. The smile on my face was the most sincere I’ve ever smiled. I was completely taken by him.

“@AStriker7: J http://t.co/Jhd4HU9iL”

“@Harry_Styles: “See what I do for her? RT ‘@AStriker7: J http://t.co/Jhd4HU9iL”’

“@AStriker7: “’See what I do for her? RT ‘@AStriker7: J http://t.co/Jhd4HU9iL’ You love me;)”

As soon as my finger left the send key my heart dropped all the way to my toes. That was not supposed to happen. That was not how I wanted that to happen. My phone buzzed with another notification, but I was too afraid to check it. I was about to go delete the tweet when the door to my dressing room flew open and Harry rushed in.

“Don’t check your phone.” He ordered frantically. Harry crammed his lanky physique into the small space before shutting the door securely behind him.

“Look Harry-” I began before I was silenced by his lips moving passionately against mine. One of Harry’s hands positioned itself on the small of my back, holding me as close as possible to him. My hands held tightly on to both sides of his face as he continued to deepen the kiss, deepen the passion. All too soon, Harry’s lips drifted from mine.

“Do you remember the night I first kissed you? In the rain? After we first met?” Harry whispered, resting his forehead against mine. I nodded, urging him to continue where he was going. “Do you remember how you hid me in your bathroom that night?” I smiled at the memory, how Harry nearly blew his cover, but helped me get it by Chloe anyways. “That night was one of the first times I had ever met a girl that treated me like just an ordinary guy. I’ve never felt towards anyone what I feel about you, Ally. Sitting back after that night and not being able to call you mine was the worst mistake I had ever made. I would think about how I can’t do anything about the guy taking you to prom or the dick that breaks your heart after the first date. I should have been there sooner, but you make the world move for me. That night was when I knew I was in love with you. I still am in love with you.”

“You were always there for me Harry. I love you too.”

Notes

Yay! He finally said it! He "picked up his skirt" ;) I hope you all liked this chapter. It's a bit longer than some of my other chapters and I uploaded a day early! The next few chapters have been prewritten so after editing they may be up early too! :) I hope you all had a great weekend!!
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