I pulled away from him.
“No Harry, I can’t..” he looked a bit surprised and hurt, so I hurried to add “I.. I’m not ready.. not yet”. I sat up and covered myself up with the blanket. “You know.. a month ago I hadn’t even kissed a guy. I mean, sex; it’s like another dimension to me.”
“I know.. it was stupid” he tried to act cool, but I could see that he was a bit disappointed “I’m really really sorry, won’t happen again.”
“Oh, don’t say that..” I lay my head down in his lap “I’m just not ready yet”.
“Well, let me know when you are then” Harry whispered into my ear, even though we were the only people in the entire flat. His dark voice sounded even sexier when he was whispering.
“I will” I ensured him, smiling up at him as he kissed my forehead.
A couple of hours later we were both back in Harry’s car, on our way to the airport. It had gotten a bit awkward between us after I’d denied to have sex with him. Okay, denied sounded mean. I’d just said no because I wasn’t ready and Harry understood that. He had acted a bit weird afterwards anyway though, not being too intimate.
Harry suddenly interrupted my thoughts.
“Hey, is it okay that I call Paul to ask if he can meet us at the airport?” At first I just gave him a weird look. Why the hell couldn’t he walk me inside the airport himself? “I just got a text from Louis saying that there’s a rumor going around on twitter about me going to the airport today, I don’t have any idea how they found out!” He almost seemed a bit frustrated. I knew he loved their fans more than anything, but sometimes people needed a bit privacy.
“Don’t worry about it, you don’t have to walk me inside, I’ll be fine on my own. We’ll just make a huge chaos and stuff”.
“Nahh.. I don’t care! It doesn’t matter that we cause a bit hysteria, because I just want to be with you as long as I possibly can” he smiled his cheeky smile before he picked up his phone and called Paul.
“I want to be with you as long as I possibly can, too” I whispered and almost added ‘actually I want to be with you 24/7 and I don’t know what to with my life without you’, but I managed to keep it to myself. I didn’t want him to think I was weak, I could survive through this relationship too. I’d never been weak. Or at least not until I met Harry, he’d brought out something inside of me that I wasn’t even aware that existed.
We arrived at the airport 30 minutes later and Louis had been right. Around two hundred teenage girls had showed up at the airport, hoping to catch a glimpse of Harry.
Luckily Paul was an incredible security guard and he managed to keep the crazy fans away from us. Some other security guards had even put up some fences to control the screaming fans. I felt like a spoiled brat; all these people had to make such an effort just for me and Harry to spend a little more time together. Harry obviously noticed the look on my face, because he put an arm around my shoulder and whispered into my ear.
“Don’t worry, babe” and the he faced me and took my hands in his. “Now kiss me..”. I was a bit surprised he wanted me to kiss him in such a public place. All the fans here would get their hearts ripped out.
“Are you sure?” I whispered back. “There are quite a lot of people here.. think about your fans”.
“You’re my girlfriend and if the fans can’t handle that, that’s their problem and not mine” he whispered back and then he leaned towards me, his lips met mine. As we stood there making out, the crowd suddenly got almost completely quiet. When Harry and I pulled away from each other, there wasn’t a single girl in the entire room who wasn’t staring at us. The looks on their faces were indescribable, like someone they knew had just died or something. I felt so bad, but I was just being with the boy I loved. This was going to be harder than I’d thought.