V I O L E T

Basing back and forth, feeling nervous and very mad. I don't want to go to any parties, I hated the first one I attended. It almost ruined my relationship with Harry. Yes, we weren't dating, but I don't know I felt like our friendship is over.

I sighed and opened my closet to decide what would I wear, but I'm not in the mood. My mum is back so I guess I should spend more time with her now, I miss her.

And an idea clicked into my mind. Why don't I text Elle telling her that? And that's what I did. I got my phone and send her a text,

'Hey Elles, I can't go with you tonight! My mum is back, so... have fun! x'

I smiled at my smart idea, I walked out of my room and went downstairs. I saw mum talking on the phone, I waited for her until she was finished with it and she smiled.

"Well, hello beautiful." She opened her arms for me. I went for a huge hug and smiled. I sighed happily to have her back. "I missed you," She said kissing my forehead.

"I missed you more, mother." I backed away to look at her. She smirked and that smirk means she has something that will annoy me has to be said.

"So... How's Harry?" I groaned and sat on the chair. She did the same but sat across me and mocked me by groaning like me.

"Mum, I know you know."

"What do I know that you know?" She winked. God, sometimes I feel like she's my sister. I mean she's not very old, but also not so young. But she makes me feel like she's just a teenager girl like me.

That's what I love the most about her, and she's all I got after dad.

"Please, stop confusing me." She laughed and nodded.

"Okay, okay. Sorry." I smiled. "And yes, I do know about you and Harry."

"I know what you'll say-"

"Ha! I told you so." I laughed and shook my head. "Well, I said it in my head every time I saw you two."

After a short silence. "How?"

"How what, darling?"

"How did you know before anything happened?"

"I knew it the moment you opened the door for them. How your eyes met, how you kept looking at each other." I was shocked. "Both of you like to draw, and you showed him your drawings, Violet." She finished smiling. My eyes were wide and she laughed at my expression. 

"How did you know?"I asked surprised.

"I'm not stupid. I see a lot of things you don't see, young lady."

"Like what?" I challenged her smirking

"Like... Violet James, I think you're falling for Harry Styles." I nervously laughed and she shook her.

She doesn't know everything, of course, I'm not falling for him. I mean I've known him for what? A year and a month? I mean time flies by so fast.

"Wow, you're counting." Shoot! Did I think that out loud?

"Yes, darling you did." She laughed. "Now, stop saying what you're thinking, love."

"It's not true-" The doorbell and the knocking cut me off. "Coming!" I said and  opened the door to see Elle. She hugged me and I hugged her back, then she went to mum and hugged her as well.

"Welcome back, Mrs James."

"Thanks, Elle. It's always nice seeing you."

"Thanks," She smiled at mum, then turned to me, "So are you ready?" 

"I texted you that I can't." I raised my eyebrows at her, just like mum. She was standing there confused. "Didn't you get it?"

"I did." 

"So?"

"It's not true. I mean your mum totally understands."

"Sorry girls for interrupting, but understand what?"

"Elle, Jay and Harry want me to go to some par-"

"Birthday party!" Elle cut me off glaring at me.

"Oh, sure sweetie! Go, and have fun!" Mum said smiling and Elle smirked. I shook my head.

"No, I mean- You just came and I-"

"Well, don't worry! You'll spend time with me when you get back or tomorrow. I'm not going anywhere." Elle sighed happily. "At least you'll spend time with-"

I knew what she'll say so I cut her off. "Okay Elle, help me choose an outfit." Mum laughed cause she understood. We went upstairs, Elle sat my bed and sighed.

"Okay, tell me what's up?" I was looking at the closet then I turned around to look at her with a confused expression. "Why don't you want to go?"

"I didn't say-" Her look cut me off. She knew I was lying. I groaned and hoped on the bed lying with my face in the pillow.

"Because I'm scared that something bad will happen."Vio, life is not a movie. I mean not in every party something bad happens." I gave a look that says 'are you kidding me?' "Don't give me that look. Yes, who knows what will happen. Plus, you need to get close to Harry to know how he feels."

"Um, why?"

"Because you're falling for him fast."

"Guys, I'm not! Why's everyone saying that?"

"Easy. You're bad at hiding your feelings."

"I'm not falling for him. It's not true."

"It is."

"Not."

"Is. And don't play that game with me, you know who wins in the end." She smirked and winked, I glared at her.

"Oh and why did you tell mum it's  a birthday party?"

"Because if she knew it's a big party where teenagers drink and do stuff that you know, she won't approve."

"I wished."

"Harry, please don't leave me alone."

"I promise you with a-all my heart, I will n-not." He shouted through the loud music. "Here, hold my hand t-tight." He smiled and kissed my cheek. I smiled back and like before we went to the kitchen. At least there aren't a lot of people there.

"Harry!" Jay shouted and drunk of course."Here, your drink."

"Um, Jay... I don't drink."

"Oh, okay." He moved the drink towards Harry. "There ya go!"

"Um, It's been a while, actually." I looked at Harry confused. 

"You drank before?" I asked surprised and he nodded.

"It was in the past, my first party a-and I wanted to try. I got d-drunk, of course."

"Wow, cool! So... drink!" 

"I-I can't. Violet is w-with me. I-I have to take care o-of her." I don't know why after he said that, I felt like he was holding himself. Like he wanted to drink, but I was keeping him from that. From having fun, so I thought why not... He should have fun, but I hope nothing goes wrong.

I hope Elle was right when she said, 'life is not a movie'

I took the cup from Jay and gave it to Harry. "Here." He looked at me confused. I smiled, "Live a little."

"Vio, I don't h-have to-"

"No, come on! We are here to have fun."

And by that, they had so much fun. Especially Harry. He's drunk. One drink led to another, all thanks to my two crazy best friends. But nothing happened, just for now.

It's the first time Elle wasn't drunk, so she could drive us. "Thanks, Elle, Goodnight!" I said while holding a giggling Harry.

"No problem. Oh, and take care of that crazy guy!" She drove off laughing. I took Harry to his house, I put my hand in his jean pocket to get the keys and he laughed.

I have to admit, drunk Harry is cute.

"Vio, A-Are you stealing me?" He asked in a whisper tone, then giggled. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Where is your mum?"

"She's s-staying at her sister's house t-tonight." Thank god, so she doesn't see a drunk Harry.

It was hard getting Harry to bed before I could walk out he caught my hand. "S-Stay please," He said smiling. I smiled back and shook my head.

"I can't, I'm sorry. Mum is waiting for me."

"A-At least... Until I sleep." 

"Okay." He grinned like a child, then moved to the right side of the bed for a space for me to lie down.

 I did and he held me in his arms. I was so happy and felt comfortable. I never did something like that before, or even felt it. 

"Can I-I tell you a s-secret?" I nodded and turned around to look at him. He was already starting to zone off to sleep. But he tried so hard to keep his eyes open, he smiled showing his dimples. "B-But don't tell, Vio. Okay?"

God, he is so drunk. I giggled and nodded. "Okay, Harry. I won't tell her." I played along. He moved his hand to my cheek to hold my face in them.

For a moment I thought he was sober. His face turned serious, and I took my time to look at his face. I admired him, his eyes, his personality, his hair, voice and everything.

It was also the moment I realised that Elle and mum were right and wrong about something. They were wrong when they thought I was falling for him because I already did fall. 

"I love you, Violet James." And that's all it took him to crash his lips to mine.

"I can't wait to go out with him," I said to myself putting my earrings and checking myself before going downstairs to meet him. It's been a while since we've been on a date, he has been busy. 

So, after Harry confessed his love to me, I said it back. And like I thought, he was sober. We've been dating for almost two years now and we are happy. 

We went to prom together, graduated and we got our own flat. We shared amazing memories, like when we first moved in together how we woke up in each others arms or painting the flat together.

Jay and Elle are now together, he finally did the same thing Harry did. Confessed his love to her and he's going to publish his first book. As for Elle, she decided that she wanted to travel the world with the man she loves, Jay. we skype them every day when they are available. 

I'm so proud of us because we did what we always dreamed of.

I went downstairs and he looked at me, his eyes went wide and I smiled at him. I was wearing a pink lipstick, with a black dress and white heels. My hair was curly and I guess I wanted to impress him. Maybe it worked.

"I'm impressed." He took my hand and kissed it, then he kissed my lips."You look beautiful as always."

"Thank you! And, you look handsome as always."

"Thank you, love." We walked out of the house and he opened the door for me. I thanked him and went inside, he did the same and after he started to drive I broke the comfortable silence between us.

"Where are we headed to, Haz?" I smiled looking at him, he took his eyes off the road and smiled. 

"You'll see." After half an hour, he stopped the car at an Art  Gallery that I wanted to attend. My eyes went wide and I smiled so big at him. 

I attacked him into a big hug and kissed all his face. He laughed and I kept thanking him.

We went out of the car and I was so excited. "You know Harry what I wish for?"

I asked taking his hand in mine, he held it tight and smiled down at me.

"For your art to be shared. Like walking into a gallery seeing your art hang on the wall for everyone to see. And, they keep  admiring it, just like I do." He smiled wider.

"Well, all your dreams do come true, Violet." I smiled, "You wished to make me stop stuttering and you worked on that hard. Now, Look at me, I talk normally and all thanks to you." We walked into the gallery, seeing amazing artworks and portraits hanged up on the wall.

"Don't thank me for anything, it's all by you."

"And, without you, I wouldn't be here." He stopped after we walked. I chuckled.

"Yeah, like you can't go to an art gallery by yourself." He chuckled. 

"I can." Everyone was walking beside us kept staring at me and smiling. I didn't understand why. 

"Harry, why does everyone keep looking at me? It's creepy, actually." He chuckled.

"Why don't you wait and see?" He said smirking.

"See what?" I asked completely confused.

"See this." He put his two hands on my arms and turned me around. I was shocked.

I felt like I was going insane. I saw a picture of a girl smiling at something she's drawing on a sketch and she's so focused on it like her life depends on this picture that she's working on.

That girl is me. And I remember that outfit I wore. It was the same one I wore the first day I saw Harry, and I assumed it was when I was drawing for our art class. I remember  when the teacher took his work before me.

"What do you think?" He whispered in my ear. I turned around to face him, but before I did I noticed his signature on the portrait. 

"Y-You... Drew this?" He nodded smiling.

"Do you like it?" He asked nervously. He frowned when he saw tears running out of my eyes, "Oh god, Vio! I didn't mean to make you cry, I didn't mean to make you sad."

I smiled and shook my head. "I'm not sad and I'll never be. I'm so proud of you and I love it! Thank you!" I hugged him tightly, and he lifted me off the floor. When he put me down he leaned to kiss me, I kissed him back.

In this kiss, we shared all the love and passion we have for each other, and I heard clapping voice. When we pulled away people were admiring his portrait and clapping at us kissing. We laughed and I blushed.

"I love, Violet."

"I love you too, Harry." 

After the gallery, we went for a walk and Harry broke the silence this time. 

"Hey, do you remember the first time I caught you spying on me. When you pretended that you were searching for your earrings on the floor."

"Hey! That was a good one!"

"God, you're such a bad liar." I frowned and hit him, playfully.

"Or the time that I caught you in my room." He winked and I pretended that I don't remember.

"I don't remember-"

"Or when-"

"Okay, enough!" I glared at him and he laughed. "Why are you remembering those embarrassing memories, anyways?"

"Because I'm scared of thinking about the future." 

"Why?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Have you ever thought about our future?" 

I smiled to the ground then looked up at him when he stopped walking. "Yeah, I have. But I try not to think too much, all I want is one thing."

"And what is that?"

"To have you forever and always, in my life."

"Well, you're stuck with me whether you like it or not, Violet James."

"I'm okay with that. I can't wait to see what the future hold for us, Harry styles."