It had been weeks since those butterflies flew around my tummy. Weeks since my favorite melody had played. Weeks since I felt that fire that burned me alive when we touched.
We had been texting non-stop. I felt extremely close to him since our last encounter. A buzz from my phone snapped me out of my thoughts. At first I thought it was a text, but it vibrated again. I raced over and felt extremely excited when I saw his name flash across my screen.

"Hey!" I said happily.

"Hello beautiful."

My heart raced as we continued our conversation. I longed to hear his voice in person, to see that beautiful person I fell so hard for.

"So, me and the boys are going out tonight, you want to come?"

Before I could answer,he shouted as loud as he can through the phone speaker,” Great!"

"Jesus, Harry!"

"Ooh. I like when you say that."

"Oh my god!" I joked.

"See you later, love. Pick you up at 8."

"Okay, Harry. Bye!"

I mentally panicked as I realized it was already 6:30. I ran into my room. I opened my closet; to be faced with an empty rack where my clothes once sat. I ran to my laundry room. I picked through the dirty clothes to find an outfit. I threw the clothes I had picked out into the washer. I jumped quickly into the shower, after peeing off my clothes.

The warm water soothed me. I thought about everything. A tear escaped my eye.

Flashback
"Bye sweetie." My dad said as he escaped out of the door.

"Bye! Love you!" I shouted

It would only be a couple of weeks for a business trip. I would be turning 12 in a week. I could survive 1 birthday without him right?
End of flashback

After I slipped on my outfit, I took one last look at myself in the mirror. I thought to myself, why does he like me. Sure I’m pretty in the face, but I’m curvy and I have a big butt, hips, no thigh gap, and I have boobs. I had always been confident in my body. With Harry, I feel so beautiful, so….. important. I planned to tell him. I don’t know how it would come out or how it would sound. I would tell him. Tonight.

A knock on my door had snapped me out of my awful, pensive thoughts. I swung the door open to be greeted with a very sexy Harry. He adorned a green, red, and black flannel. It was opened so that I could see his beautiful sparrows that had the luckiest place to live. Over that flannel was another. This one, however, was red, green, and white. The sleeves were rolled up halfway onto his forearms. His black skinny jeans hung low on his hips. To top of the perfect outfit, he wore his very famous, tattered brown boots. I realized I was staring as I looked down, embarrassed.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. In fact, I should. With all of the thoughts about that outfit running through my mind.” He laughed.

“Yea, sure.” I walked out in front of him and strutted down the hallway, as I knew he would check me out. Before I could reach the end of the hallway, I turned around, grabbing him by his shirts, and pinned him to the wall with my body, preventing him from pulling away.

“Maybe if you’re good, you can see what’s hiding underneath.” I pulled away, feeling very proud of myself.

“Can we just skip the club?” he pouted.

“No, Harry. Patience. My love. Patience.”

“My god.”

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Harry and I walked through the doors of the very tightly packed club. He slipped his hand around my waist and pulled me into him, protectively. He greeted many people. None of them I really recognized. We walked to a booth. I saw smiling faces. Niall,Louis,Liam,and Zayn.

"Hey guys." Harry said as he sat down and placed me onto his lap. He snaked his arm all the way around my waist. I couldn't break free if I wanted to.

"Well hello!" Niall shouted over the blasting speakers.

"Hey." I spoke shyly.

"You're still hot. Even with clothes on." Louis said, smiling

I felt Harry's grip on my waist tighten. He spit his drink out, choking. "Excuse me?" He said to Louis angrily.He got up, setting me into the booth. "I'll go get us some drinks. Or two for me." He rubbed his forehead as he pecked my lips.

"What have you done to him?" Louis asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a confused expression.

"He is so protective. So bubbly. He talks about you the whole time he is with us. Then he disappears to go talk to you."

I smiled and felt flattered. Honestly, I don't know what I've done.

"What did they say?" Harry asked as he set down the shots onto the table. He looked defeated.
I was gonna ask what was wrong , but I thought to leave it.

"Nothing, babe." I said innocently , winking at Louis and Niall. They smiled.

"You wanna dance?" He asked.

"Sure, but I warn you, I have sick moves." I joked. He smiled and I felt proud of myself.

He took my hand and led us through the crowd of sweating bodies into the middle of the dance floor.He grabbed onto my hips and smashed my back into him. "Just how sick? Do you need a checkup?" He said sexily, rubbing his hands up and down my sides. "Sick enough to need a doctor." I smiled and turned around to face him. I moved my hands up to his hair, stopping every second, feeling his arms. He smiled his dimple creased smile every time I would bite my lip and grind into him. I smashed his lips into mine. My favorite melody made everything turn into slow motion. All of the music stopped and all of the people disappeared. As soon as I pulled away, everything was normal. Everything.

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We pulled into his driveway. He quickly got me out of the car and walked up his teps, fumbling with the keys. He was in such a hurry. "Calm down, Harry!" "Sorry!" He smiled.

We walked into the house. He picked me up and I instantly wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles. I looked into his eyes as he walked us to his bedroom. He plopped me onto his bed. He looked at me the whole time. Never losing eye contact. "I don't really wnat to have sex,right now. I really want to just talk. I want to get to know you better." He smiled, looking at me. "Of course." I patted his cheeks.

He plopped on side of me. I scooted closer to him, cuddling into his side. He wrapped his arm around my waist. Us now facing each other.
"20 questions?" He asked.

"Duh."

"Me first."

"Okay Mr.Bossy."

"What's your favorite color?" He interrogated.

"Blue."

"Favorite food?"

"Pancakes."

"Saddest experience."

Tears pricked at my eyes as I thought over every detail.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"No. No. It's fine. It was a few weeks before my 12th birthday. It was forever ago, but I remember every detail. My dad told me and my mom that he was going on a business trip. He left one day. Never came back." Tears escaped my eyes without permission. "I remember thinking, why doesn't he love me? What did I do that was so bad?"

Harry pulled me into him, consoling me. He rubbed my arms in a comforting manner. He kissed my forehead. I pulled back and looked up at him. He had tears falling from his eyes as well.

"Why are you crying, Harry?"I asked, confused

"It breaks my heart to know that We are so alike in so many ways. It took me so long to find you. I can't help but thinking what I was doing wrong. I gave up a few weeks before that show. I was tired of searching. I just wanted to feel love. Now I have you. And I can't ask for anything better. Elizabeth, I know I just met you, But I think I love you." He looked up at me with his beautiful, red, puffy eyes.

"I love you,too."

I kissed him. Once again, I heard my favorite melody. He got out of bed, turned off the light, and joined me once again. He wrapped his arms around me , and fatigue found me as I drifted off to sleep, in his arms.

Notes

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