Requested by watermelonkiwi1297. Play Ariana's Moonlight song when I say so in the chapter. I'm sorry it took so long. I tried my best. I hope you'll enjoy.
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Your pov:I laugh at a joke someone just said, selecting the plates and walking over to the dining table at the same time. My friends and I are hanging out today. We promised to eat dinner and watch a something together.
It's already six p.m. Why isn't he coming yet? Is he going to not turn up like he always do?
"You're finally here. I thought you would never come, Harry!" My friend, Nathan stands up from his seat and walk towards the door.
I put the plates on the table and turn around. Nathan hugs Harry as Harry hugs him back.
"How could I miss this hangout? (y/n)'s going to be here too." Harry chuckles and he stops when his eyes met mine.
After ten long years without any calls or messages, Harry, the boy I went to prom with, is standing right in front of me now.
He opens his arms, smiling wide, his dimples popping. "Aren't you coming to me for a hug?"
When realization hits me, I run to him and hug him tightly. He hugs me back and sways side to side.
"It's so good to see you again." He kisses me and says with his eyes closed.
"Now that Harry's here. What are we going to do first? Movie or dinner? You decide, Harry." Nathan tells Harry after we let go of each other.
"Oh please. Don't treat me like the special one."
"You are the special one. You're a famous singer now."
"Fine! Let's watch a movie first." Harry decides and everyone including me cheers.
Nathan and the boys picked a science fiction movie. I hate those movies because they're hard to understand. I look at Harry who is across the room and see his crossed eyebrows and pursed lips. I bet he doesn't understand it too.
Feeling someone's eyes on him, his head turns towards me and raises his eyebrows. "Not enjoying it, are you?" He mouths and I shake my head.
"Me too." He mouths and throws his head backwards, pretending to fall asleep. "Let's get out of here." He mouths again.
"Where to?" I ask quietly.
"Follow me and you'll see." He replies and tiptoes out of the room.
I lift the cushion on my laps and place it behind Rey's head to support it as she has fallen asleep already. I tiptoe out of the door and run after Harry, giggling at the thought of leaving our friends with a boring movie and us sneaking out.
*play song now*
"Hello moonlight. You look as beautiful as always." He compliments and pulls me into his chest. My heart skips a beat to his words and actions. He still remembers my nickname!
"Remember the dance we had at prom?" He asks and I look up at him.
"How could I forget?" He then extends his arm and the other behind his back. "May I have this dance with you?"
"But there's no music playing." I giggle but take his hand.
"Then, we'll make music." He replies as he places his free hand on my hips.
"How?" We sway side to side together as he starts to hum a slow song.
We dance across the parking lot. It's nice to have him back. I never thought I would never be able to see him again.
Suddenly he stops humming and says,
"I'm so sorry for not keeping in touch with you for the past few years." He look into my eyes and apologises."It wasn't 'past few years'." I make a face and reply dramatically, causing him to laugh.
"I totally understand if you're angry at me. I would be angry too if I were in your place." He stops dancing and I do too.
"I'm not." I lie as his face softens, feeling sorry for me.
"Are you su-?"
"Why not?"
He forces a weak smile, still unconvinced at my answer.
"Come on. Let's sit here." He gestures towards his car and opens the trunk, brushing the dust away and laying a small blanket afterwards.
We sit down together with our legs hanging. "Oh my god. What happened to your fingers?" I ask, shocked after seeing the cuts on his fingertips.
"It's really nothing. I just cut my fingers when I was playing the guitar yesterday." He explains and plays an air guitar like Elvis. I smile. Elvis Presley has always been his inspiration.
"I was angry and it ac-" He stops as I bring his hand and plant soft kisses on the cuts to make him feel better.
It's my habit. When I see cuts or wounds, I like to kiss them as a remedy for the pain they cause.
He looks surprised and the ends of his lips curl up into a smile along with his smiling eyes.
"You still do that?!"
"Yes. And I'm still the girl you left behind." That slipped out.
Without a word, he kisses my lips, pausing and whispering "sorry" between the kisses. His lips travel down to my neck and I inhale sharp breath.
"Why?" He stops kissing and look at me with confusion written all over his face.
"It's complicating, moonlight. Let's just spend this night without any arguments. Okay?" He says and kisses me again.
"You don't know how much I've been wanting to kiss you so badly. I miss you so much." He says as I kiss him back, signaling him to stop rambling.
"Cancel your plans for the weekends. I will cancel mine too."He suggests.
"But -"
"We shall go to Paris together and I'll make it up to you. Please say yes, (y/n)."
This is the reason why I fell for him. He could be so controlling yet so sweet.
"You know I'll never say 'no' to you." I give up and his face brightens with hope.
"Thank you so much. I love you A LOT." He shouts in excitement and pulls me into a tight embrace.
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I'm so sorry for the long wait. : (
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