8. Cuddles, kisses... no stop now.
That wasn't so bad, I mean we watched movies and had plenty of popcorn. Harry even offered me his spare room for the night; I denied. I was heading towards the door when Harry stopped me; "Will you go out with me?"
"um...ok." I giggled, who cares I only just met him! He's perfect! Bad idea.
She said yes! This was great! We could become the hottest couple in the U.K! I was so happy! I hugged her tightly. I shouldn't have done that, you see, whenever I do that kind of thing, I can't stop my self. I kiss her. I sat on the sofa with her on my lap- making out. I explored her mouth with my tongue. She was loving it, so was I.
This was getting hot. This was perfect. For a second it feel like he was Ni- never mind. I kissed him back, running my fingers through his curls, he started kissing my neck. I thought for a second: 'I shouldn't be doing this.' then I thought 'What have I got to lose?'. He started taking my shirt off. "ENOUGH!" I shouted. He was taken aback, shocked. "Sorry babe." He grumbled, with a hint of hurt in his eyes. "Sorry Hazza, I don't want to."
He nodded. I pecked him on the lips and left. Daydreaming about what could've happened... I wished it was Niall; you see, I just can't stop thinking about him...
Hi! I hope you enjoyed :) The next chapter is gonna be a Nialler P.O.V! Remember to like if you like! -Artistofmadness :)