The party died. It's 4am. I'm kinda sober, I guess. Just me and a few friends, 'few' meant like strangers, except for one, Harry. My best friend.

If only it was more than that.

"Come with me" He said, holding his hand out waiting for me to grasp it

The sound of the trees rustling and swaying as the wind blew my hair and kept whacking my face. I was sitting on a bench with a bottle of water trying to lower the headache I will be getting.

His hand left mine, and laid on his body on the rough spot where all the beauty of nature can be seen. Enjoying the scenery before the world can turn any worse by its pollution us humans have caused.

"The stars are bright aren't they?" A familiar voice interrupted.

"I guess they are"

"You see, those stars in lining together looks a flower playing a violin" pointing at the stars at God knows where.

"Harry, how would I know where the flower is? You must be having your baby talk moment now" I chuckled, putting my hand on his forehead pretending he actually had a fever of 'baby talk'

His hand swatted mine away as he left a giggle showing his famous dimples where all the girls died for. Just by a hand touched that with my hand, I felt a spark, a tingle that ran through my body sending singles to my brain that I was about to have a heart attack because of him.

"You know that time when -" He stopped at mid sentence leaving a small chuckle out of his mouth. "You know that time when we were in the school play and you were the fairy godmother and I was the mouse in Cinderella, and you were about to turn me into a horse but you kept jumping across the room while you were saying that magic word phase and you nearly fell off the stage because you were carrying on too much? Well, that will always be one of the best moments of my 2 minutes onstage"

"That wasn't funny, I could've died you know. The worst part was that you didn't even try to warn me or even help me" I emphasised.

"How can I when you were too busy saying 'Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo', I would've but that's what friend's are for" He beamed at me with his big goofy smile trying to be innocent, (pic on the side if you wanna see) leaning close to me, our faces inches away.

'Friend's' It's great being friend-zoned by someone you were in love since you were kids.

Both of us laid there somewhat felt like hours, enjoying each other's

company before it's time.

I turned my head to the right to look at the one who I admire the most, but someone caught me to it.

His emerald green eyes staring into soul, I saw that his eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips. "I-" he said but be got interrupted.

"What are you guys doing in the flipping ground? Doing something we're not supposed know huh?" The familiar dyed hair guy grinning at us.

"Shut up Niall" Harry shut him up but he had a playful smirk on him.

"Alright, alright." He surrendered as he raised his hands in the air, giving a little smug. He soon left us alone again, I'm quite thankful actually.

"So um, when am I going to see you again?" He sounded nervous.

"Probably next semester, don't worry I'm not leaving the country."

"But you're leaving me." He sat up and leaned on his elbow, moving closer to me. This time, it was much closer.

His hand came up to my cheek and cupped it with his, "Don't leave." He whispered.

Immediately, he lips crashed with mine. I was surprised at first at the reaction. His lips were gentle, it moved with passion like it was made just for me. It feels like we're the only two people in the world.

We moved in sync while one of his arms was holding me by the waist. His touch, his skin. It's just hard to get enough of. He's always been this kind of person, giving me cuddles every once in a while but this feeling was different, much different. It's just hard to let go.

Usually some guys will make out with you then the next thing, they're gone. But Harry wasn't like that, he's truly a gentleman, he doesn't mess with girls, he treats girls they want to be treated, it's not a game of messing with someone's feelings. He has a heart. He makes you feel like you can do anything you want to do in the world but too scared to do so.

We pulled apart, trying to catch our breaths but our faces were still where they were before I was locked in with him.

"I actually always liked you, so don't let me go" He whispered, I almost hard to hear it, it was so quiet that would be hard for anyone to hear. Those words were made for me though, only for me.

His magical emerald green orbs fixing onto mine as I responded, "Never, even I'm like 500 miles away."

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