Once In a Lifetime

After an incredible dinner, Harry suggests a walk in Central Park before it gets dark. I happily agree. To be honest he could suggest pretty much anything at this point and I’d agree.
As we reach the entrance to the park Harry grabs my hand. I look into his incredible eyes as he intertwines his long fingers with mine. His hand is so large mine seems to disappear in it. I smile at him, the kind of smile that I hope conveys to him that I very much like holding hands with him. He smiles back at me then his eyes shift ahead to the direction we are walking.
This has to mean something, right? I mean holding hands is special. Or am I wrong and is Harry just being the kind, sweet, gentleman that he is and keeping me close and safe in the park?
At the exact moment that I convince myself that must be what this is, something happened that sent sparks flying throughout my body. Harry began slowly and gently rubbing his thumb across my hand. At first I thought maybe it was something he was doing absentmindedly. I looked over at him to see that actually he knew exactly what he was doing. H was smiling, staring at our intertwined hands as he continued to rub my small hand with his large thumb. He continued to do this on and off throughout the rest of our walk.
I’ll admit I was so focused on Harry that I don’t remember a lot of Central Park. Except maybe for the fact that it was a beautiful backdrop for an unbelievably handsome man. A thought suddenly popped into my head. Maybe that was my problem. Maybe I just couldn’t believe that a man as handsome, as kind, as talented, as charming as Harry Styles could be interested in someone like me. Just your average, everyday girl. Nothing special. But I’ll admit, whenever I was with Harry, he always made me feel special.
Before I knew it we were back at the apartment.
“How about we stay in tonight and watch a film?” Harry suggested
“Sounds great.” I replied. “Let me just go change into something more comfortable.”
Harry looked up and caught my eye, with the naughtiest grin on his face. Realizing what I’d said, I blushed a little.

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