Chapter 36 - Bound to You
“Wait, where are we going?” I asked whilst laughing as Harry pulled me towards the car.
The curly haired boy had supposedly rented a car while we were here in South Carolina. It was around eleven-thirty at night, and the boys concert had ended about half an hour ago. But Harry decided he didn’t want to stay in the tour bus; instead, he was dragging me towards the rented car without telling me what he was doing.
“Anywhere.” Seriously, that was his answer?
I let him help me sit in the passenger seat of the car, and I watched as he shut my door and jogged around the car before sitting in the driver’s seat. “Anywhere?” I repeat questionably. “Anywhere as in…?”
“Anywhere,” Harry says yet again, looking at me as he starts the car. “We’ll drive around for a bit, grab a late night snack or something. Spend some alone time together,” he added with a small smile.
I press my lips together, a smile forming on my lips. “Sounds like a great idea,” I tell him.
Harry fully grins, before he started driving. We drove through the dark streets of South Carolina, driving under the street lights that lit up the inside of the car for a split second, the light entering through the windshield and windows.
I leaned back in my seat, kicking off the flats I was wearing and bringing my feet up on the seat, my knees closer to my chest. I then reached over and turned on the radio, hearing Lana Del Rey’s perfect voice sing softly through the radio, and I closed my eyes while leaning my head against my seat as I listened to Summertime Sadness.
“Kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness. I just wanted you to know, that baby you the best.”
A small smile played on my lips as I listened to the song as it quietly played through the radio. I opened my eyes and saw that there was a sun roof. I then reached up and slide it open; revealing the dark sky and the street light posts that past us by.
The car soon pulled to a stop, and I saw that Harry had parked the car in an empty parking lot of what looked like a twenty-four hour CVS. I looked at Harry, raising an eyebrow. “What are we doing here?” I ask.
“Let’s grab some food,” he shrugs as he unbuckles his seatbelt.
I follow his lead, pulling on my shoes as I get out of the car as well. I follow Harry inside the store. Since it was in the middle of the night, no one was there except for the cashiers. Harry put up the hood of his jacket as we walked in, immediately heading over to the snack aisle.
My eyes landed on the bags of Lays, and I picked one up as Harry picked up a bag of the vinegar flavored ones. After grabbing a couple of more snacks, Harry and I went towards the cash register and checked out our items with the half-asleep cashier. After we checked out our food, Harry and I walked back to the parking lot where the car was.
But instead of sitting inside like I thought we would, Harry sat on the hood of the car, looking at me expectantly. Letting out a laugh, I followed his move and sat next to him as he ripped open the bag of regular flavored Lays.
“So,” I say, biting into a chip. “Is there a reason why we’re sitting in the middle of an empty CVS parking lot, eating chips?”
“It was a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing,” Harry says, chips crunching in his mouth. “Plus,” he adds, turning his head to look at me with a small smile, “I like spending some alone time with you.”
I couldn’t help but smile at his words, looking straight ahead at the empty lot. Barely any cars passed by us in the street up ahead, looking so deserted that I found myself waiting for tumbleweed to roll by.
Harry then jumped off the hood, and I watched as he opened the driver’s side door. Watching through the windshield, I saw Harry start up the car and turn on the radio, and Bound To You by Christina Aguilera played softly through the speakers.
“I felt like we needed some music,” he tells me as he sits next to me once again.
I smiled in response, putting the bag of chips away as the two of us lay down on the car, leaning against the windshield as we looked up at the dark sky. For the first time, I actually saw multiple stars decorating the dark blue night sky.
Sweet love, sweet love
Trapped in your love
I’ve opened up, unsure I can trust
My heart and I were buried in dust
Free me, free us
You’re all I need when I’m holding you tight
If you walk away, I will suffer tonight.
I found a man I can trust
And boy, I believe in us
I am terrified to love for the first time
Can you see that I’m bound in chains?
I've finally found my way.
My hands rested on my stomach as I listened to the lyrics of the song, biting down softly on my lower lip.
I am bound to you
I am bound to you
So much, so young I’ve faced on my own
Walls I built up became my home
I’m strong and I’m sure there’s a fire in us
Sweet love, so pure
I catch my breath with just one beating heart
And I embrace myself, please don’t tear this apart.
The lyrics spoke so clearly, making me bite my bottom lip more harshly than before. I kept starting up at the starry sky as Harry and I silently listened to the music, hearing Christina Aguilera’s perfect voice. As I listened to the song, I realized how much I could relate to it.
How a girl is tied to this one guy, and is scared of letting her true feelings from him surface. She’s young and has gone through so much already, and that with the help of the guy, she’s been able to go through it. She finally trusts someone, and it’s only a matter of time until she finally tells him how she really feels.
“Kelsey?” Harry’s questioning voice asks as the song ends, and I turn my head to the left to look at him. “You’re crying,” he spoke softly.
I let out a sigh as I sat up, wiping away the tears that had accidently escaped, hating the fact that I was such an emotional crier. I cried if I was the slightest bit sad, or extremely happy. It got super annoying, and I felt like it made me feel weak and pathetic. And I didn’t want to cry over this, especially in front of Harry. How embarrassing.
“I’m alright,” I sniffled as Harry sat up as well, looking at me with a concerned expression.
“Then why are you crying?” he asks quietly, reaching over and tucking a strand of my blond hair behind my left ear.
I look down at my lap, twiddling my thumbs as I nibble on my bottom lips. “I don’t know,” I tell him honestly. “The song… It just…”
“Relates too much?” he supplies and I nod. Harry sighs before standing up from the hood of the car and standing in front of me. He then stood in between my legs and I pressed my lips together, looking up at him. When he sees my eyes begin to tear up – someone shoot me – he cups my face and wipes them away with the pad of his thumbs. “Don’t cry.”
“I don’t know why I am,” I chuckle humorlessly. “So pathetic,” I add with a quiet mumble.
“It’s not pathetic,” Harry says sternly, tilting my face up to look at him straight in the green eyes. “You’re not pathetic.”
I stayed quiet for a couple of seconds, just staring at Harry’s perfect face. Like any other guy, he had a bit of acne dotted around his forehead, but I didn’t care. His cute freckles stood out a bit, the light breeze blowing around us moving his hair a bit.
Instead of saying anything, I leaned up a bit and pressed my lips against his softly, my eyes closing. Harry instantly responds to the kiss, his hands cupping my face pulling me closer. He leans forward as I lean back, lying halfway on my back on the car as his hands go down and press against the car as my own hands cup his face.
As we pull away, I feel Harry’s right hand hold my left, before he brings it up and pulls it between the two of us, letting me see my hand clearly. “This ring means you’re mine,” he speaks softly as I stare at him intently. “It also means that I will always be there for you, no matter what. And I know that usually you first tell the girl you love her and then give her the ring, but obviously that’s not the case.”
He chuckles as my heart skips a beat before beating erratically. Harry’s green eyes meet my blue ones as he licks his bottom lip before taking a breath. “I love you, Kelsey,” he says, causing me to inhale a sharp breath. “I really do; and I’m actually so glad that your mother chose me for your hand in marriage. I really do love you, Kels.”
I let out a breath of disbelief, as Harry’s hand squeezes mine, and I couldn’t help but smile. It felt as if a heavy weight that had been pressing on my chest had finally been lifted, and it brought a big smile on my face.
“Harry, I…” I trailed off, a smile cutting my sentence. Regaining my posture, I finished, “I love you, too.”
Harry grinned, dimples deepening, causing my own smile to widen. “That’s a relief,” he says before pecking my lips softly, lovingly. “Come on,” he adds with a small smile, “let’s go back.”
With a nod and a smile, Harry helps me off the car before we sit back inside, driving back to the hotel where the rest of the boys and Eleanor await us.