She {H.S.}

Chapter 7

**I want to start adding songs I feel fit certain parts of the chapters. **

Lights On ~ HER

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"Alright, this is me." I say after reaching the door to me and Mels apartment.

I turn to Harry before unlocking the door.

"Thank you for riding with me and walking me home. Although it wasn't necessary, it was very nice of you." I smile at him.

He returns my smile. "It was my pleasure. I enjoyed visiting with you tonight."

"And I you. Although I think I did most of the talking. You're a very good listener." I let out a hearty laugh.

"Like I said before, it's usually the opposite. I just felt like listening to you instead."

"And studying me apparently."

He laughs and his dimple shows. I've only seen it a handful of times tonight but I already adore it.

I haven't adored anything about a guy in a really long time.

"Once again, I wasn't trying to be a creep. I swear." He says while putting his hands up in mock surrender.

We laugh again and I find myself getting oddly comfortable around him already.

Our laughter fades and I look at him. "I had a nice time tonight. Thank you."

"Me too. I haven't really hung out with anybody outside of the band in awhile. This was nice." He tells me.

I start to feel a little bad for him. He's constantly on the move performing and stuff. I bet they all barely have time to themselves and for doing things they enjoy outside of performing.

We stand there looking at each other. Not saying anything, just looking into each other's eyes. It felt oddly intimate, not that I have any experience in the field.

I end up saying something I was absolutely not planning. "Would you like to come in?" I point behind me to the door.

His eyes widen slightly, seemingly taken aback by my question. "Yes, I would actually. If you don't mind that is."

I smirk at him as I turn to unlock the door. "I'm the one who asked, Styles."

As I open the door and step in, gesturing him inside, I realize I have no idea if Melanie is gonna come back. Knowing her she'll stay the night, she often hooks up with guys and doesn't turn back up until the next afternoon.

I'm not concerned that she'll like, walk in on us or anything. Of course not. I just like to know my best friends whereabouts and her plans is all.

I take my shoes and coat off and place them by the door.

I gesture to Harry for him to hand me his coat. "I'll take that for you. Have a seat anywhere you'd like. I'll make us something to drink. Any requests?"

He hands me his coat and places his thumb and forefinger on his bottom lip, rubbing it between the two.

He stares at me for a moment before saying anything, making me shift on my feet a little. "What are you having?"

"I was just gonna have some sweet tea. That's my favorite around nighttime. But you might not like it." I laugh and turn to head into the kitchen.

He laughs with me as he takes a seat on the couch. "You're most likely correct. And no offense to your probable five-star sweet tea, but where I'm from we usually tend to drink regular tea."