Little White Lies: A Harry Styles Love Story

Anna and Harry had a past and Anna had done everything in her power to forget about him. But when he comes back into her life, and they rekindle what they had, things of downhill for both Anna's mental health and for Harry's career.

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8. White Christmas

White Christmas 

The sound of the rough wind caught my attention as it pounded against my window. It was snowing on Christmas Day, just as it should be. It was a good day so far. I was wearing my favorite outfit, my tight black sweater dress with snowflake leggings and everyone had liked the presents I picked out for them, the morning went just as planned. 

The morning was filled with music, laughter, smiles...everything I usually never enjoyed about Christmas. But it was different...I was happy. I wasn't depressed nor was I filled with resentment, all because he was back in my life. 

I sat on my couch and watched my mum prepare a few things to bring to Uncle Jack's later. She was in a good mood as always. Charlie was on his way to his girlfriend's house for the day and Dad was shoveling. I was expecting Harry any minute and all I could do was sit and wait... My parents knew that Harry and I had made up and they were quite excited to see him as well. 

Minutes passed before I retreated back to my room and sat by my window. The snow was so bright I didn't even need to turn on my light. I cuddled up with a blanket and watched it fall silently. My dad shoveling was a bit of an eye sore but overall, it was beautiful. One of my favorite songs came to mind and all I could do was sing it to myself. "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know." I heard a soft voice join in with me and I turned to see Harry standing in my doorway. 

"Where the tree tops glisten and the children listen," he sang.

"To hear the sleigh bells in the snow," we sang together. I laughed and gave him a long hug. He looked so cute in his snowflake sweater that matched my leggings and he smelled like fresh baked ginger bread. He ran his fingers through my long brown hair and placed his other hand on the small of my back. 

"Merry Christmas Anna," he whispered to me. I smiled and rested my head on his chest. He made me so comfortable and I felt warm and safe in his arms.

"Merry Christmas to you too," I let go of him and pushed a fly away curl behind his ear with the rest of his hair. He green eyes sparkled as he looked down at me. I felt my face heat up and a shy smile spread across my face. He bit his lip and watched me become more flustered with each second that passed by. He leaned in and began for my lips and I felt compelled to him. He stopped right before our lips could touch and I could feel his minty breath lingering above my face. But before he could fully lean in, something came to my mind and I pushed him away. He looked at me shocked and a bit hurt.

"What's wrong, Anna? Is everything alright?" He stuttered as he gave me a look of confusion. I placed my hands on his chest and his rested on my hips. I moved my hands around his neck and back down to his chest, caressing him to show him I he did no wrong. I looked into his eyes,

"Harry," I whispered, he let out a nervous laugh and a cautious smile. "What are we?" I asked quietly. I felt his sigh through my palms and I think he was as confused as I was. "I mean...I don't want to continue on like this if we're just going to be friends...you know?" I looked up at him. I could tell he was in deep thought.  

"Don't you get it, Anna? I don't want to be just friends..." He kissed me, catching me off guard. I melted into his arms and kissed him back. My entire body was like jello and my heart was beating a million miles a second. It took me a few seconds to think about whether I truly wanted to be in a relationship with him or not. It was all so sudden and out of nowhere but, after thinking I knew I wanted to give it a shot. "I love you, Anna Kyle...and now that you know how I feel, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if we weren't together." I laughed a bit and smiled at the extremely handsome and talented boy I was proud to call my best friend. "Be my girlfriend," he whispered into my ear seductively. I nodded my head, and then I began to think about all of the things that come along with being the girlfriend of someone famous.

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"Don't you just love snow?" Harry asked as he caressed my hair. We were sat on my windowsill, me in his lap with a mug of hot cocoa. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back onto his chest. I was comfortable and calm and at any moment I could go to sleep, but Harry's soft and constant singing kept me awake. "Could you imagine if I never tried out for the X Factor?" I thought about it for a while. All I could think about was us graduating together, going to the same Uni, moving in together, and maybe we would end up where we are now. Except Harry wouldn't be famous and the whole 3 year void in my life wouldn't exist. "Do you think it would be different? I mean...us?" I didn't really want to think about what could have been rather than what it is now. I turned around and sat on my knees, he gave me a confused look and I just smiled at him. 

"Don't think about that, Harry." He gave me a half smile and a kiss on the forehead as he got up. I could tell that the question he proposed had settled in the back of his mind as his gaze went passed me and back to the snowy landscape view from my window. 

"Stand up," he demanded with a kind intuition. So I did. "No, on the windowsill." I laughed at myself and stood up on the windowsill. My height was the same as the length of the window, so if anyone were to look in, they would see my entire body from the top of my head to my ankles. He took out his phone and held it up to his face. "Turn to the side." I turned so all you could see was my silhouette. I was confused, but I knew he was taking a picture of me. "Now lean your head back." So I did and I heard the click of his camera. "Come here," I got down and went over to him. He seemed excited about a simple picture, he always gets exited over the smallest things which makes him even cuter. "You see how the snow behind you is so bright that the rest of your body is completely black?" I was in awe that he knew how to do that, but I guess when you've got a bit of free time on your hands, you experiment...right? 

"Your so cute Harry," he blushed and pushed me playfully. So I pushed back and like any other cliche couple, we got into a play fight. We always used to do that, as friends. This time it was a bit different. He was allowed to touch me in certain ways and play around with me, unlike before.

Harry and I decided to go downstairs and sit around. No one was home so we had the house to ourselves. "I'm posting that picture," he said and my heart jumped but then I realized that my entire body was black and nobody would be able to see who I was. He ended up writing '#wcw' considering it was Wednesday and I guess I was considered his woman crush. I giggled at his naivety and we sat at my kitchen counter just talking for a while. 

All of a sudden, Harry jumped up and ran to the front door, he returned with a card. The envelope read 'Merry Christmas' in his finest script. He handed it to me and I looked up at him in awe. I wasn't expecting anything to be in it but the fact that he thought of getting me anything as simple as a card made me happy. I opened it and the front of the card was The Eiffel Tower. I've always wanted to go to Paris, it's always been a dream of mine. I admired the front of the card for a while and though about everything I would do if I were there.

"It beautiful...I'm sure it's even better in person." I said to him. He's been to Paris quite a few times and I always knew he's appreciate these things as much as I have. 

"I think you'll get to decide that for yourself," I felt my heart fall out of my chest and into my stomach. If he was saying what I though he was saying, I don't know what I would do. "Open the card," he suggested, so I did and I could hear the sound of my dreams coming true. 

'All your life you've talked about going to Paris together, and seeing everything from the Champs D'Elysee to the Louvre to Momatre. I know it's always been a dream of yours, so I figured why not now, why not go as soon as so you get a chance. Surprise
~Harry' 

As I read his letter and stared at the flight information, I couldn't help but feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Harry had bought me a round trip ticket to Paris, the city of lights, for next month. I'm really going. But there was only one ticket on the paper.

"When did you buy this?" 

"Two weeks ago." I felt my heart jump and I couldn't help but wonder why. "I was going to send it to you no matter what."

"I...But...What about you?" I asked, looking up with solemn eyes. 

"I'm not too sure if I'll be available but if I am, and it's possible for me to keep my schedule open, I will buy my ticket as soon as I can." A smile quickly spread across my face and I couldn't help but jump in his arms and give him the biggest kiss in the world. He is the reason my dreams are coming true. 

"Harry..."

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