Moments.

~Harry Styles Love Story.

One large tablespoon of Love, few sprinkles of Trust and a glass of Honesty. But there's one thing missing. Him.
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2. They don't know what you've done to my heart.

-Harry's point of view.

I grin, flicking my fringe out of my eyes. She was so gorgeous, she differed from the other girls. There was something about her that made my heart skip a beat. Her hair the colour of dark auburn, a silky texture. She had skin the colour of peach, her cheeks stained with light pink blush. Her smile made my knees weaken.

"I'm Mai." She spoke, with a raspy scottish accent.

 

-Mai's point of view.

"I'm Mai." I started, looking back down at the ground, burning in embarassment.

"Beautiful." He mumbled, realizing what he said, he shook his head, now standing in front of me. I could feel his warm breath against my face. His hand reached out for mine, and clutching it in his hold, he glanced at me, a hint of enthusiasm and confidence in his shiny eyes.

"I'll give you a tour round the house, if you don't mind. After all, you will be staying here for a while.." He pulled me gently, laughing crazily at Louis and Eleanor making out in the corner.

"All loved up." I stated, letting go of Harry's mild grip. He nodded in agreement, before closing the door after I walked in..

The walls were painted crimson, the furniture a mix of deep red and white. The hallway was atmospheric, all the lights have been dimmed, candles lit pathways to other rooms. Harry jumped to my side, a smirk appearing to be spread like jam across his cheeky face.

"I'll show you to your room!" He pounced at the stairs, gesturing for me to follow. "I share this house with Louis whenever we have free time in England, and when we're off the road." He points out, pulling himself up on the banister. "Eleanor usually comes to visit-" He trailed of, looking at a room with a light pink wooden door, with tape marks all over it.

"Is that her room then?" I ask, staring down at the door, confused.

"Erm, no- she shares with Louis.." He appointed, moving his finger to show Lou's room in the corner.

"So, I'm guessing this is where I'll be staying then?" I reach for the door knob, trying to unlock it.

"No-no-no." He sang, pulling me away by snaking his hands around my waist, causing me to lose sense of time. His lips were moving closer towards my ear, and in seconds time, I could feel the tip of his crusty lips against my earlobe.

"You're room is next to mine." He moaned into my ear, before moving lower down my neck. I clenched my eyelids together, my lips pressed against eachother. "Hang on." I broke away from his touch, turning around to face him.

"Don't you think you're speeding up a tiny bit? Maybe we should get to know each other first before you drag me into your room." I giggled, his eyes lighting up in shock.

"You're the first one to ever have said no." He stared at me like I just refused to marry him.

"You've got to play it hard." I winked at him, before aiming for one of the doors which would now be the entrance to my room.

"I like those girls who make me chase after them." He smirked menacingly, entering his own room.

 

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