Me, Him, Us

I almost broke his ankle and he still loves me. We had a big fight and he still loves me. I am ordinarlly amazing and he still loves me. And guess what? I love him too. My name is Angie Blight. His name is Harry Styles. This isn't only my story but ours. No not a story but a tale :)


26. Love

“Come on Angle you’re so slow!” Harry whined as he dragged me to the bungalow.

“Harry stop dragging me.”

“No! Now hurry up!” he began jogging towards the door.

“Now, Now harry don’t rush things!” I answer singsong like behind him. Harry got there first, few seconds later I entre and get ambushed by cool  lips that begin to massage mine. I fall onto the bed with Harry on top. From that moment on I think you can guess what happened. I lost my virginity to the man I love.

In the morning I woke up feeling refreshed and joyful but the warmth Harry’s body usually provided me was gone. I frown.

“Baby…I have some bad news…” Harry tells me from the arm rest, a bed sheet wrapped around his toned waist.

“Go on.”

“I am going on tour tomorrow.”


“I just found out, apparently the dates got bumped and I’m flying out tomorrow so we have to go back to London.”

“Will your family be ok with us leaving? Anne has a picnic planned for us and everything…”

“She’ll be disappointed but I am sure she’ll be alright. She’s strong.”

“I am going to miss you.” I say wrapping a blanket over my body and went to go sit on Harry’s lap. He wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my shoulder.

“I am going to miss you too…but you’ll visit me, won’t you?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”



“Want to get married now? WE can go to city hall, it won’t be a fancy wedding, but a quick symbolic one for us?”

“That will be perfect Harry.”

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