Chapter 44

Just to let you know, I totally rushed this chapter, so I'm REALLY sorry if it came out bad!My mid term exams start tomorrow, and I really should study. So sorry if this came out bad because I really really have to study.

My all time favorite GIF of Harry. He looks so adorable and innocent. Fuck people who call him a womanizer. Ok.

Luff you guys xx

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Carly’s POV:

            “WHAT?!” I shout, startling Harry. I shot up and was now sitting on his lower back, not that he seemed to mind.

            “Yeah!” Soha laughs through the phone.

            “What happened?” Harry asks, turning his head a bit to look at me.

            “Soha and Niall kissed,” I inform him, causing his eyes to widen.

            “Finally!” he yells out victoriously, dropping his face into the bed.

            Soha heard him and laughs. “So what’s gonna happen now?” I ask her, not moving from on top of Harry.

            “Well,” she stretches out the word. “We have a date tonight.”

            “Oh my God,” I grin, causing Harry to turn around and roll his eyes. I stick my tongue out at him and he turned his head around. “What are you gonna wear?”

            “He said casual. So skinny jeans, boots, and a tank top,” Soha tells me.

            “Ooh, sexy,” I grin, causing Harry to look at me again.

            “Thanks,” Soha laughs. “I should get ready now. I just wanted to let you know.”

            “Okay,” I chuckle. “Have fun. But call me after and tell me what happened.”

            “I will,” Soha laughs, and then hangs up.

            Once I hung up, Harry turned to look at me. “They’re going on a date?” he guessed.

            I nod, smiling. “It’s finally happening.”

            Harry chuckles. “I know. Looks like Niall finally found his princess.”

            I nod in agreement. “Haz,” I say. “There are only two more months of the tour left.”

            Harry sighs, resting his left cheek on the bed. My hands trail up his back and rest on his shoulder. I rest back down on his back, my left cheek against his right shoulder and Harry slightly smiles. “You’re gonna go back to LA.”

            “And you’re gonna go back to London,” I add.

            “Not exactly,” Harry says, causing me to sit up and look at him. “After the tour, we’re taking some time off. We may some interviews and photo shoots for a month in England, but then that’s it and we have time off.”

            “So you can come to LA?” I ask with a hopeful tone.

            Harry suddenly flips us over, so now I’m lying on my back as Harry hovers over me, his palms resting on either side of my head as he looks down at me. “Definitely,” he grins, before coming down and kissing me.

Soha’s POV: (OHH SNAPPP.)

            Today was the day – or night, whatever. I’ve been waiting for this one night for so long, and it’s finally happening. I stare at myself at my full length mirror, making sure I looked good. I had on my black skinny jeans, a sunny yellow tank top that I got from Juicy Couture, and dark grey military boots. My long brown hair was curled, and I had done my make up naturally. Butterflies were swirling around in my stomach, and I was so nervous.

            Niall, my best friend, my crush of so freaking long, finally asked me out. And earlier when we had kissed, sparks flew around everywhere. No matter how cliche or cheesy that may sound, it was true. It was so spontaneous and out of the blue, but I didn’t care. It happened when the two of us were watching the Lion King at his house, and it was the part where Scar pushed off Mufasa from the cliff. I was sobbing during that part, may I say. But now I don’t mind seeming like such a cry baby now that I got a kiss out of it.

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            I was finished getting ready, and as soon as I grabbed my phone, the front door bell rang. No one was home except for me, so I walked down the stairs and opened the door. My breath kind of hitched when I opened the door to reveal Niall. He was wearing washed jeans, his white Supras, and a blue Polo shirt. His blonde, almost brown, hair was spiked up, and he was smiling while revealing his braces that I always found adorable.

            “Hey,” he grins.

            “Hi,” I smile back, stepping out and closing the door behind me.

            “So ready to grab some dinner?” he asks.

            I nod, smiling. “Totally.”

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            “You did not, Niall!” I laugh, setting my drink down. “Greg was the one who did it, and you know it.”

            Niall and I were having a great time here at Nando’s at our dinner, and everything was going wonderfully. We were reminiscing on some funny moments we had together when we were younger, and Niall was totally denying the fact that Greg was the one who won some sort of competition, not him.

            Niall laughs, swallowing his chicken. “Yeah well I like to imagine that it was me.”

            I roll my eyes. “Whatever makes you feel better, Nialler.”

            We kept on having conversations about almost everything, and had a laugh about it all. “Did Carly tell you about the bucket list her and Harry are doing?” Niall asks me.

            I shake my head, sipping my drink. “No, what’s that?”

            “Basically, Harry and Carly made a list of things they want to do together as a couple,” Niall explains. “They have fifty two bloody things written down.”

            My eyes widen. “Wow,” I say. “Did they do any of them?”

            Niall nods. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure they did.”

            I smile. “They’re so cute together,” I sigh.

            Niall nods in agreement. “The lads and I think that they’re the perfect couple,” he says. “They’ve had a couple of arguments a few times, but always manage to work through them. One of the main things on why I’m in awe of them.”

            “You’re in awe of them?” I question, and Niall slightly blushes and nods. “Why?”

            Niall shrugs. “They seem like the perfect couple, you know?” he says, and I slightly nod. “No matter what, they always seem to work through things. It’s just amazing.”

            I smile. “Don’t I know it.”

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            “Thanks for tonight, Nialler,” I grin as we walk up to my front porch.

            Niall smiles back. “No problem, Soha,” he says. “I had fun today.”

            “Me too,” I say, now standing in front of my door.

            The two of us just sort of stood there, looking at each other. Niall was a few inches taller than me, so he kind of towered over me. I was about to say something to Niall when he suddenly leaned in, and I froze on the spot. I know we kissed before, but it was spontaneous, and I didn’t think it was gonna happen. But now I know it’s gonna happen.

            My thoughts were completely interrupted when I felt a pair of soft lips against mine. I instantly kissed Niall back, wrapping my arms around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist. Our lips moved in perfect sync as we kissed, and I enjoyed every second of it. When we pulled away, Niall rested his forehead against mine as he smiled slightly.

            “Good night, Soha,” he whispers.

            “Night, Niall,” I reply, and he gives my cheek a kiss before walking away.

            Eyes wide, I open my house door and walk inside, and quickly run up the stairs. Slamming the door shut, I yank my phone out and dial Carly’s number. “Hello?” she picks up after the second ring.

            “We kissed! Again!” I shriek.

            “Damn, girl!” Carly laughs.

            “Get it, Soha!” I hear Harry shout, and my eyes widen.

            “Am I on speaker?” I ask.

            I hear two people chuckling. “You weren’t before,” Harry says. “You just said it so loud I heard you.”

            I sigh, rolling my eyes. “Normally I’d be embarassed, but right now I’m too happy to care.”

            “So tell me all about it,” Carly says, and I hear shuffling and a door closing. I’m thinking she left to a seperate room to talk to me privately, and I appreciate it. I don’t need one of Niall’s best mates hearing me babbling about a date I just had with him.

            I tell Carly everything on what happened today, and she reacted just like I thought she would. Gasps, shrieks, and everything else. I’ve always grown up with boys in my life, with my mum being dead and living with my dad and older brother, and having Niall as a best friend and Greg as a close friend. I was always surrounded by boys, so it felt good to have a girl to talk to about all of this stuff.

            “That’s so adorable,” Carly sighs once I finish telling her. “I just hope Niall asks you to be his girlfriend soon.”

            I chuckle. “You and me both, Carls.”

            Carly laughs. “Harry was telling me how it was about time Niall finally found his princess. We’re both just glad that it’s you.”

            I can feel myself blushing as Carly says this. And the fact that Harry was the one who said this means a lot more. I know how protective all of the boys are when it comes to Niall and girls. And when one of them says that they want a certain girl to date Niall, then it means a lot.

            “Thanks, Carly,” I smile.

            “No problem,” Carly says. “I have to go, Soha,” she adds. “Harry wants to watch Love Actually and won’t stop banging on the door.”

            I laugh. “Have fun,” I say.

            “Yeah, yeah,” she mumbles before hanging up.

Carly’s POV:

            “Wow,” I breathe out. “It’s so beautiful.”

            “I know,” Harry says from next to me. “I love it.”

            Harry and I were currently lying down on our backs in his back yard, staring up at the sky. Hundreds of stars were twinkling in the dark sky, and it was more than a beautiful view. I could hear crickets chirping off in the distance, and the trees would rustle slightly as a steady breeze blew by. I was in my pajama pants and a full sleeved pajama fitted top because it was a bit cold tonight, and Harry was wearing the same. I could make out his abs through his shirt.

            It’s hard not to stare.

            As we were lying on our back, his left hand was intertwined with my right hand, and a small smile was on my face. This was almost too good to be true. The fact that here I was, stargazing with Harry Styles, was something I never imagined myself doing.

            I’ve heard so many people call him a womanizer so many times, and it frustrates me. They don’t know him, or what he’s like. He’s so sweet and caring, and people think that he has no feelings. He cried so much when it came to Gemma, so if that’s a person that doesn’t feel any emotion, then I have no idea what these people are talking about. He laughs, he cries, he smiles, he feels emotions. He’s a human being just like the rest of us.

            I inhaled a deep breath and let it out, and felt my phone vibrate next to me. I used my left hand and picked it up, and saw that I was getting at least a million mentions. Frowning, I checked what was going on on Twitter. When I went on my profile, my eyes widened at my latest tweet, which was less than five minutes ago.

@CarlyMcKinley: Oh my God I just love @Harry_Styles so much he’s so hot and amazing and omg can i marry him pls

            My head snapped towards Harry, my eyes wide. “Did you hack my Twitter?!” I exclaim.

            Harry suddenly lets out a loud laugh, letting it echo in the night. I smile as I watch him laugh loudly, and then he looks at me. “Your password was quite easy, actually.”  

            I stick my tongue out at him. “Not the point!” I say, and then go back on Twitter.

@CarlyMcKinley: @Harry_Styles I will hurt you, Styles. No one hacks my Twitter and gets away with it.

            Harry’s phone buzzes and I see him read the tweet. “That’s mean,” he pouts, giving me the puppy dog look.

            I roll my eyes, and cover his face with my hand. “You deserve it.” After a few minutes of silence, I ask him, “Have you talked to any of the lads?”

            Harry nods, staring up at the sky. “I talked to Louis earlier. Him and Eleanor are in Doncaster with his family right now.”

            “Nice,” I say. “Speaking of family,” I add. “I need to think of two names for my baby sister.”

            “SISTER?!” Harry exclaims wide eyed, shooting up in a sitting postion.

            I nod, sitting up next to him. “Didn’t I tell you?” I ask, chuckling.      

            “Uh, no?” Harry laughs, raising his eyebrows.

            “Oh, well. Mum found out the baby’s a girl,” I smile. “She’s making a list of names, and asked me to think of two. But I can’t think of anything.”

            Harry thinks for a moment. “Zoey,” he says. “I like the name Zoey.”

            I smile, nodding. “I like that. Zoey and...” I trail off, thinking of a name. Suddenly, it pops into my head. “Riley. I’ve always loved that name.”

            “Zoey and Riley,” Harry muses, and then looks at me. “Looks like you got your two little sisters’ names.”