Harry's POV

"Miia, Miiia!" I groaned to the one interrupting my sleep.

"Oh c'mon Harry." I recognized the voice.

"What Louis?" I hissed annoyed.

"What are we supposed to do?" He gestured to the living room where I noticed everyone has passed out.

"What time is it?" I rubbed my eyes.

"Almost 2 a.m." He whispered as my eyes searched for something. There she was, on the floor sleeping on Eleanor's shoulder and with India on her lap. "We all fell asleep. Now wasn't Mia's father upset when she slept here the other time?"

"Do you think I should awake her?" She seemed so beautiful, peacefully sleeping.

"I think so. Besides, she's with her sister now."

"Where's everyone?"

"Liam and Danielle occupied a spare room, Niall and Zayn went to Mcdonalds to buy some food as Niall was starving and Mia, El and India fell asleep here. And so did we."

"I'm sorry I didn't realised I fell to."

"Yeah. Mia and El made us all watch Nicholas Sparks again so now we all know what's the result of that."

"Okay okay." I sighed and got up to Mia's spot. "Hey..." I rubbed her arm slightly however she didn't even move. "Mia wake up." I pulled away a lock of hair from her face, still nothing. I decided on something that would definitely wake her up. Warely I got closer and kissed her nose sweetly.

"What are you doing?" In that instant her eyes flew open. Yep, I knew it.

"Trying to wake you up." I smiled softly hoping she didn't take my action wrongly.

"Humm.. You could just call my name you know?" She mumbled.

"I did. You sleep like a stone!" I smirked.

"What? I do not. I'm just tired." She was offended, or at least seemed so.

I don't really understand her sometimes, in one minute she's really sweet and playing along but in the other she pushes me away instantly. I don't really know what to expect from her now, but I guess that's what keeps me interested. That only makes her even more unique.

"Okay." I threw my arms in the air defensively. "Look it's almost 2. Have you warned you father you were here?"

"Yeah. I texted him earlier saying we were both having dinner here and didn't have an exact time to come back so I think he figured I'm still here."

"Good. Do you want to put India in my bed, she's more confortable there."

"Uhh I should head back home now." She looked to her hands kinda embarassed.

"No, you're not going home alone at this time, it's dangerous. And I'm not taking you so you stay here." I demanded. I could see she was debating about it as she straited her eyes slightly like everytime she's thinking wether she should or not accept something.

"Okay, but she can perfectly sleep on the couch. There's no need for you to feel unconfortable, you can sleep in your bed." She said.

"Don't be silly. I'm not letting a kid sleep on the couch. Plus, Niall and Zayn are arriving with food so I don't think I'll sleep anytime soon..." She flashed me a smile agreeing. "Now." I picked India in my arms who murmured something barely understandable but adjusted in my arms nonetheless. I held her to my bed laying her down. Mia took off the shoes and covered the sister with the duvet kissing her forehead in the end.

"You're always so careful with her." I noticed.

"She's my sister, I love her." She shrugged.

"I know you do." Her face lit up and it seemed the most beautiful thing, the light from the moon reflected on her perfect white teeth. I couldn't resist her anymore. She was driving me crazy right now. All I wanna do is kiss her full pinky lips.

Mia's POV

Harry's look bounced between my eyes and my lips and from what I already know from him I could see we was debationg wether he should or not do something.
He approched me carefully and stroke my cheek. What was he doing?

"Why are you so unreadable sometimes?" His question caught me off guard.

"Maybe you just don't know how to read." I replied.

"Then let me." He whispered inches apart.

I could see the spark in his eyes due to the glow from the moon. That was the only thing sending some brigthness as the lights were all off. In that moment he placed his hand on my waist and pushed me even closer. I felt my throat dry as I swallowed and it hurt. Remaining motionless, I couldn't move, his touch was paralysing me so as his other hand still cupping my cheek.
He understood my non-moving as a sign to go further. He leaned forward, our noses touching now, I could feel his warm breath on my face as well as his raced hearthbeat due to the completely silence on the room. He closed his eyes.

But I couldn't.

"We should join the others." I managed to say looking away, still under his touch. He stayed still for a minute but nodded and stepped back, squezzing my hip before letting go.

I just couldn't do that again. I promised myself I wouldn't let myself fall again. Plus, we don't even like each other like that, why would we kiss? It was the lack of sleep talking.

"Maybe I'm staying here with India for the night. If she wakes up and I'm not here she'll probably freak out."

"She's safe here. You can come downstairs with the rest of us." He suggested.

"I'm actually pretty tired Harry."

"Oh I see... Do you uhr want a jumper or something?" I did not know his reactions since I was looking anywhere but him. I was too ashamed to look into his eyes.

"I'm fine." I crawelled to the bed.

"Okay. If you need anything..."

"I won't." I cut him off. I heard his frustrated sigh in return.

"Okay then." The door closed a few seconds later.

I laid there absolutely silent, listening to India's ryhthmic heartbeat. What did just happen? We were about to kiss for God's sake!
Why on heart would Harry Styles want to kiss me? I mean he can have any girl in the world. Why me?
I groaned frustrated and burried my face on the pillow. His pillow. His smell. His reminder. I enhaled harder. Yep, I could definitely recognize his peculiar smell anywhere!




I knew I was tired but I couldn't sleep. It was like he was right there with me, except he wasn't but the room felt so much like him.

After half an hour of self debating and no sleep I decided to get up. In the moment I opened the door I heard noises coming from downstairs. I went to the stairs and saw everyone chilling with bags identifying Mcdonalds across the floor. They were all mocking Niall who was chewing with his mouth opened.

"Look who decided to join us.." Zayn spoke. I decided to steall some of Louis' chips to his protest and sat on the floor next to Harry resting my back on the couch.

"You're here." He smiled sweetely, visibly amused.

"I am." I returned the smile, resting my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes slightly. He instantly threw his arms around my waist protectively and placed a kiss on my head.

I felt safe under his arms.