On the way back, Harry and I didn't talk, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face while I went through the scrapbook, I remembered each of these times, when Luke fell off my bike, when micheal put highlighters colors in his hair, even when Ashton and I went on our first date together. Yes, we dated, that was before I knew I liked Calum. We pulled into the parking lot and he laughed, "You love each and every one of them." I nodded, "Yea, we've known eachother since we were five. We've always been close, even after I stopped Ashton, when I lost my virginity to Luke, and after Calum and I broke up, and after my fist kiss was Michael. It's just seemed to bring us closer." Harry smiled, "That's sweet. Um, we should probably get inside, before we get in trouble." I nodded and walked out of the car holding the scrapbook in my hands, "Hey, when's that concert?" I looked at the ticket, "May 21st." He smiled, "That's sweet of them, is it in the UK?" I nodded, "Yea, at the O2, don't know how they managed to pull it off, but they did." We walked inside talking some more and when we walked in our house, it was dark, and empty, "Where is everybody?" He laughed, "Getting drunk in Liam's room, he told everybody to come." I shrugged, "Okay, well you can go if you want to." He shook his head, "Nah, not going to spoil a perfectly good moment." He tugged my hand and sat me on the couch, "Harry I don't know, last time I did this, I kinda hooked up with Liam, and I don't want that again." He laughed, "Don't sweat it, you can hook up with Niall this time." I giggled, "That actually wasn't a half bad idea." He kissed me and fell ontop of me, I felt lost. Like really lost, I wanted this just I didn't think I wanted it this bad. He took off my jeans and laughed, "You should really wear a skirt or something." He took off my panties and his jeans, "Why do you say that?" He kissed me and shoved his length inside me, "So. It. Makes. My. Job. Easier." His breaths were short as he rocked me on the couch and I kissed him, "Maybe I will." He smiled and shoved his tongue inside my mouth wrestling it to the bottom of my mouth, "Good Girl." He kissed me harder and went faster, I was moaning through the kiss like crazy, a good kind of crazy. He finally stopped and I could see his hair sticking to his forehead, "Shower?" I nodded, "Shower."