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"Zayn, you've been texting Perrie since we left the studio!" I stood next to him as he lounged on the couch, his fingers and eyes glued to his cellphone. After Jade's friends had come looking for her, we ended up talking to all of Little Mix, and Zayn was man enough to get Perrie's number.


"Huh?" he looked at me confusedly after he finished sending his text.


"Take a break from your phone!" I laughed sweetly, grabbing it out of his hands. I stood up and held it as high as I could.


"Give it!" he whined helplessly, lifting his arms up on the slightest bit. He was being such a couch potato at the moment. I shook my head at him before slipping his phone in my pocket.


"Fine." he grumbled. He reached under the coffee table near the couch and pulled out his laptop. Leave it to Zayn to go from the cellphone to the laptop. "Dani were you on my laptop?" he asked curiously, his lips forming a small smile.


"Why do you ask that?" He looked at me and turned around the screen, showing tumblr open with a picture of Harry. I covered my face with my hands and laughed loudly. How could I stay off of Tumblr? My laptop was all the way at the top of the stairs.


"Well actually he looks kind of buff right there." Zayn took a closer look at the picture. I nodded proudly, raising my eyebrows suggestively. "I'm sure you guys have quite the nights." he winked in response.


"Zayn!" I squealed anxiously. "You know we don't..." I trailed off.


"But I mean eventually right?" he laughed again, "Obviously you guys are going to get married. It's inevitable." he shrugged as he was typing on his computer. I didn't agree or disagree with him at all, I just shrugged. "You okay?" he asked after I didn't answer.


"Yeah of course." I smiled down at him. I took a seat next to him and he moved his legs on top of mine so he could stay in the same position. I fiddled around with the end of his jeans for a few minutes.


"Oh my god!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, sitting up almost immediately.


"What?" I practically screamed back. He scared the crap out of me.


"Are you okay?" Niall came out from the room next to us.


"No!" he exclaimed, sitting up from his seat and walking over to the kitchen table. He set the laptop down and turned to face Niall and I. He ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. Niall and I exchanged worried looks.


From my back pocket, a little ding was heard and Zayn's eyes shot open. "Is that Perrie?" he asked quickly. I sighed and shook my head at him- I wasn't worried about the text right now. It was obvious I was freaked out by whatever Zayn was screaming about.


"Wait." he turned back around and leaned over, reading something on his laptop screen. I stepped a bit closer next to Niall. He looked quite frightened to be honest. "Oh my god!" Zayn yelled once again, causing me to jump this time.


"WHAT?" It came out a big angrier this time.


"Dani." he faced me with the most serious look he'd ever worn. "I did it." his eyes lit up as he said that, his lips curling into the most sincere smile I'd ever seen. There were almost tears forming in his eyes.


"Did what?" I asked curiously.


"LIAM!" He ran straight up the stairs into my room. Harry and Liam were in there at the moment.


"What the fuck?" I grumbled angrily. Niall grabbed my wrist and pulled me over to the laptop. I began to read the email displayed on his screen. As soon as I finished I looked at Niall in disbelief. It was an email from the school Zayn has wanted to get into since he was 11 years old.


"Dannica!" Zayn was racing back down the stairs, heading straight for me.


"Zayn, I'm so-" he lifted me up and swung me around in a hug, cutting me off from my sentence. I giggled and hugged him back happily. "Proud of you." I laughed as he set me down.


"You're getting a full ride man, that's amazing." Niall patted his back. Zayn thanked him and they had a quick and manly, bro hug.


"What drawing did you send with your application?" I asked Zayn curiously, looking up at him with bright eyes. He was going to an art school back in England and it was pretty tricky to get into.


"Uh," he chuckled, "I sent in a portrait." He wore a crooked smile.


"Oh." I laughed, "Can I see?"


"No." He quickly disregarded me as he walked back to his laptop and closed it. He went into his room and closed the door. "Yes!" he screamed once more, the sound muffled by the walls.


"I still have his phone." I laughed to Niall and Liam. As if on cue, the door opened again and Zayn came out swiftly and reached into my back pocket to grab the phone.


"Hey, hands off." Liam chuckled, commenting at the fact that Zayn just touched my bum. I was sure I turned a light shade of pink at the two of them.


"Do you guys want to go out to the beach?" Aurora came walking out into the living room with Louis. I shrugged at them and went to grab my swimsuit. Harry was laying in bed when I walked in.


"Why are you boys so obsessed with your phones?" I grumbled at him.


"Just looking at the shirtless pictures you posted of me." He chuckled lowly as he showed me his screen.


"I didn't post those!" I defended myself quickly.


"Are you sure? It says: My hottie bf is totes sexy. Can't wait to get on that di-" he pretended to read something on the screen. I knew he was faking because of the grin he was wearing.


"Harry." I stopped him, shaking my head in disapproval. "You guys are so inappropriate."


"You're so," he challenged me back, "appropriate."


"Oh wow, how'd you come up with that one?" I teased him, using a higher pitched voice to show that I was mocking him. His dimples deepened as he sat up from the bed.


"Don't be so uptight baby." He chuckled again. He pouted at me but I ignored it. "You're such an adult about everything." He sounded less like he was joking and more like he was growing frustrated with me.


"Sorry I don't feel like making inappropriate jokes all the time." I grunted at him. I was slightly offended with what he was saying to me.


He sighed deeply and began walking over to me. I rolled my eyes as he rested his chin on my shoulder. His arms came around my waist, holding me loosely.


"Come on." He chuckled in my ear. His opposite hand came up to move my hair behind my ear. "You know we don't mean it." He spoke in my ear.


I shuttered at his slow and warm breath. He turned me around by spinning my waist, and pushed me back into the door. "Unless you want me to." His lips were inches away from my neck.


"Harry." I whined, pushing him off of me.


"Dannica," his laugh was deep, "Remember when we were in your room that Saturday night after cupcakes?" he kissed my neck and I looked him in the eye as he smirked down at me.


*Flashback*


"We've been dating for like 4 months." I giggled at Harry as he laid next to me. We had just finished eating cupcakes we baked together and were waiting for someone to come pick us up.


"I know, looks like we better break up." He shrugged as he stood up from the bed and headed for the door. "It was nice seeing you Dannica." He walked out the door and closed it.


I stared at the door and waited for him, a smile spread across my entire face. If it weren't for that stupid blog I'd never believe Harry would be someone to joke around so much.


"I don't want to break up." He opened the door and stared back at me, his bottom lip pouting out dramatically. I cooed in awe and giggled at him.


He laid back down next to me and I adjusted myself so my head was on his shoulder this time. "You know, if someone had told me 5 months ago that I'd be laying on your shoulder right now I'd never have believed them."


"Me neither." He agreed with me, seeming somewhat frightened by the thought.


"What?" I laughed at him.


"I mean, if someone told me I'd have the most beautiful girl on my shoulder right now I wouldn't have guessed you." He admitted, and I didn't doubt that for even a second.


"That's what I don't understand."


"What?"


"You literally hated me and somehow you can sit here and tell me you love me and that you think I'm attractive? I don't think you're alright in the head." I laughed anxiously.


"I could say the same to you." His hand moved up to play with my hair, "I was such a prick. Tell me how I was ever even an option. Don't you know how dumb that sounds?" he chuckled frustratedly, "Hey you made my life hell but I'll forget about that because you were decent as a stranger." He mocked me.


"Well if I understood I'd explain it to you." I laughed, feeling a loss for words.


"It's okay. No need for explaining the most retarded love story ever." He kissed the top of my head as he laid and messed with my hair.


"Only retarded because you're in it." I joked around, turning onto my side so I could face him.


"Get your beautiful face out of my ugly face." He pushed my face away from his with the palm of his hands.


"Maybe I like being up in your ugly face." I shrugged happily as I got closer again. I kissed him quickly, because it was the closest I could possibly get.


"Wait, why'd you stop?" he laughed. He grabbed my face by the sides and pulled me closer to him again.


As he continued to kiss me, he grabbed my waist and pulled me over him so my legs were straddling his body. Slowly, he pulled himself up so he was sitting with his legs out. His arms wrapped around my lower back.


The kiss became heated quickly as he turned me over and laid me on the bed, his lips slowly trailing from my lips down my jawline and neck. My shirt slid up my sides ever so slightly as his warm hands grazed my hips.


"We're here!" Louis obnoxiously loud voice was recognizable. He was at the top of the stair case- I could tell because of how close it sounded. He stood at the doorway and stared at me with the dumbest smirk as Harry was moving from on top of me. 


"Oh, children." Louis sighed as I closed my eyes. I could have lit a fire from the heat on my face caused by pure embarrassment. Trevor and Niall were following behind Louis, and took a peek inside my room. 


"Babe," Harry muttered quietly to me as he stood near the bed, combing out his tangled curls with his fingers. He reached across and pulled my shirt to cover my stomach. "You could have rang the doorbell." he informed the three boys.


"And miss all this?" I could have slapped the perky smile off of Louis face at the moment. "You're getting it little man, getting it!" he winked. He could not have been any more annoying than he was right now. Or maybe I was just feeling flustered.


*End Flashback*


"You're blushing." he pinched my cheek as he stared down at me as I reminisced on the night."Oh, I get it." he chuckled at me, "You're thinking about before we went back to my house. I see what you remember from that night." he winked at me, as if that wasn't what he was mentioning. 


"Shut up." I hid my face behind my hands and giggled for a few moments. 


"Seriously?" he laughed, "You don't remember that conversation we had that night? It was like, the most important thing we've ever talked about." I gave him no signals that I understood. "Guess I'll have to tell you again." he drug me over to the bed and sat me down. 


"Let me guess." I stopped him before he even started. "I'm being a prude?" I laughed in an annoyed tone.


"Kind of." he shrugged at me. "You've been friends with these people for you entire life, and for whatever reason you get extremely defensive about that whenever the topic is brought up." At least he was being truthful.


"I just don't like the fact that everyone talks about it openly. Like maybe I don't want to fuck you, Harry." I shrugged innocently, a teasing look on my face. "But it's disgusting that everyone's going around saying it. I can have a relationship without it being sexual."


"And this week on Realtalk with Dannica- Sexual Relationships or Nah?" Harry used his announcer voice, as if he were a host on a talkshow. 


"Nahh." I sighed, giggling happily. "But be serious because I am." I pouted. "Don't get me wrong, I adore you and everything but who says we're going to be together forever? And why would I want to give it up to someone who isn't always going to be there? Wait, Is that too old fashioned?" I shook my head as I finished talking, feeling a bit like a grandma.


"I've told you before that  I respect everything you think Dani." he smiled at me, "Look- Niall and Louis and Marina, they're always going to be perverts with big mouths. But you know I'd never disrespect you like that. There's way more to you than just that. I'd rather never have sex-"


"Ew, that word." I pretended to be grossed out, since they were always calling me a prude. I had my moments but I wasn't some freak against it. 


"I'd rather never, do the do with you ever in my entire life than not be with you." I bursted into laughter at his cover up. He was smiling proudly like a little geek. 


"I mean, I don't know about ever in my entire life.." I trailed off at him, looking to the side with a smirk on my lips. 


"I was being romantic." he rolled his eyes in laughter and shook his head at me. 


"Believe me, I totally understand." I nodded slowly, "I'm just saying let's not make any drastic decisions here." I held my hands up in defense. He leaned closer to me and grabbed my cheek with his hand and kissed my forehead softly.


"As long as we're done with this romantic, real talk bullshit," Harry began. I gave him a disappointed yet amused look. He smiled as he spoke, "Why don't you kiss me like you did that night anymore?" he rose his eyebrows at me.


"Because a creature named Louis will walk in." I shook my head in laughter. 


"Do you want to test that theory?"


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A/N: Sorry for sex talk/ bullshit real talk. HAHAHA. Dani needed to stop being a prude tho, ya feel me? can i get an AMEN. 


literally that girl needs the d she's been too cranky w. them hahahahahaha x'DDD i am so funny (not really)


plus you can never go wrong with harry being a gentleman to his woman. ;D

March 4, 2014
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