"Sara," I called desperately from the basement, the boys had blindfolded me and stuck me down here alone.

"Quit your screaming," Sara hissed, "I'm right here. I'm guessing you're blindfolded too?" I sighed and nodded. Then realized she couldn't see me.

"Yeah," I replied, laughing at myself, "Where are the boys?" a cool breath on my neck made me shudder.

"Right here," Harry whispered. "We've got a surprise for you guys," he said calmly, while Sara and I remained blindfolded, I was getting fidgety, I didn't like this blindness.

"We are genuinely sorry about the blindfolds," Niall chuckled and then the cloth was removed from my face. I looked around my basement in wonder, it looked the same, yet somehow different. We were sitting on two small chairs, in front of a small amp, and five microphones.

"What?" I asked, but Harry placed a finger over my lips.

"We wanted a…creative way to express ourselves," he smiled. "Boys, could you give me and Niall a hand here? And you girls too." Louis, Zayn and Liam came skipping down the steps giddily, followed by Tara, Hannah and Raina who was carefully carrying Niall's guitar. Sara turned to me, but I just shrugged in confusion. I scooted towards her, and we just sat there staring at the boys, and they just stared back. Suddenly a familiar beat came through the surround sound system. It wasn't one of their songs, they haven't ever even sang it, but it was one of my favorites.

"How did you know?" I asked, looking at Harry in awe.

"I stole your I-Pod," he winked, then went to take his spot with the boys. Zayn was swaying all over the place to the music, already picking up his beautiful "ooo". I laughed at Louis who was doing his best to resist dancing, and failing terribly. Then my focus came to Niall, who I could tell was just about to sing.

"On the other side of a street I knew, stood a girl that looked like you, I guess that's déjà vu, but I thought this can't be true. Cause when I saw your face, I knew I had to say that, I wouldn't let you get away from me," he sang, smiling cheekily and pointing at Sara who was absolutely gushing and all but falling out of her chair. I grinned at her, and she reached over to grab my hand, most likely because she needed my support to keep her sane.

My attention was drawn back quickly as Harry's voice swam through the speakers, "Oh but that one night, was more than just right, I couldn't leave you, cause I was all through. Oh I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell, because I really fell for you." My heart melted, and he wrinkled his nose at me, blowing me a little kiss. All the boys came together as one for the chorus, and it was probably the best thing I'd ever heard in my life.

"Oh I swear to ya, I'll be there for ya, this is not a drive by-y-y-y" they all froze, and looked at Niall,

"Just a shy guy looking for a 2-ply hefty bag to hold my-y-y-y love," he sang, causing me to laugh softly. The smile on my face never faltered, and I didn't think it ever would. This was the closest I've ever been to perfection.

"When you move me everything is groovy," Harry cooed, "they don't like it sue me. I love the way you do me," He couldn't hold in the small, adorable laugh that spilled out when he emphasized do me, and I couldn't stop the redness from spreading across my face. Harry and Niall came together in the middle as the boys finished out the chorus, standing right in front of Sara and I, for a moment they just looked at each other, sharing the same smile, then they turned to us.

"On the up-side of a downward spirl, our love for you went viral, and we watched you every step as you walked away, but here we are again, we skipped the "how you been" and got down to the more than friends real fast. Oh but that one night, it's still the highlight, we really need you, we hope you do too, we're so overwhelmed, and frankly scared as hell, because we really fell for you," I gazed up into Harry's eyes, and at that moment, everything stopped. All I could hear was my heart thudding in my chest, because the look he was giving me was utter admiration, and it'd been so long since I'd been given that look. I sat, eyes locked with his through the whole chorus, but I didn't hear a word he sang, I could only focus on this feeling that seemed unfamiliar. Like an old friend that you haven't seen in awhile coming back to visit. It felt different, but it also felt spectacular.

"Please believe that if we leave, there's nothin' in our dreams except for you and a little time to get the lyrics flowin' too. On the other side of a street we knew, stood some girls that look like you, I think it's déjà vu, cause here we are with you," The music faded and the only sound left was the boys' heavy breathing that resulted from them giving it their all. They all stared at Sara and I anxiously, waiting for our response. Sara and I shared a glance, then looked at Niall and Harry. Harry was biting his lip nervously, and watching my every move.

"So," Liam asked, waggling his eyebrows at me, and nodding towards Harry, I was dragging this out just to tease him, but he looked desperate. I cracked a smile and rose to my feet. Harry raised his eyebrows at me, and I kissed his nose. He laughed and pulled me into a tight embrace. I felt another pair of arms around me, then the pressure grew more and more.

"Group hugs are nice," Louis tittered from right behind me. I gently elbowed him to get him and the rest of them off of me. "Ow," he whined, holding his stomach like I'd just shot him or something like that.

"Well," Zayn said louder than usual, "It's been a pleasure working with you two, but we're going out." He gestured at Liam, Lou, and the other girls. My eyebrorws furrowed in confusion.

"We thought you'd want some alone time," Hannah whispered. That was all she could manage really, she'd been reluctantly released from the hospital after the boys' "connections" worked some magic.

"This is your last night before the she-devil gets here," Tara chirped and Louis shushed her, looking at Harry, but his attention was still focused on me.

"Behave tonight," Liam winked before they all filed onto the stairs. Louis turned around, pointed at me, then at Harry and gave a signature thrusts into the air, I smiled and winked at him. He nodded in approval then rushed up the stairs.

"So, uhm, you guys can have the basement," Niall muttered as Sara pulled him up the stairs. Sara's eyes flickered back to me once, and her look said it all. I smiled.

"Harry Styles sang to me," I screamed in a fan girl voice, and he shook his head, wrapping his arms around me lightly. I snuggled into his chest.

"We've been rehearsing that since we got to the states," Harry admitted. I smiled up at him. "Niall and I thought it'd be perfect."

"It was," I said. He looked down for a minute, and I gently lifted his eyes to meet mine. "This may be a bit soon, but after tonight I'm sure. There's not a doubt in my mind when I say this," I whispered, nervously biting my lip. His eyes pleaded for more. "I-I love you Harry." I searched his eyes for something anything. He looked back at me, his forehead crinkling in thought. As if he'd gotten an idea, his face brightened. He looked me in the eyes.

"I love you too," my body ached with emotion, and I didn't know whether to kiss him, or hug him, or speak, but he made that decision for me. His lips crashed down on mine with so much intensity that I almost stumbled backward, but his strong hands supported my lower back. I leaned into him, as his hands ran up and down my body, leaving trails of goosebumps everywhere he'd touched me. I slid my hands up his chest, cursing the thin fabric that stood between him and I. I pulled him towards that couch that sat in front of the entertainment center, and nudged him back until he fell onto the cushion. All this time, our hands never left each other. I heard a thud upstairs, and for a moment we both paused, and looked upwards. We looked at each other, and shared a laugh. Harry pressed his lips softly to my neck.

"I'm so glad Lou wanted to scare you girls with those pigeons, his antics have actually benefited me for once," Harry breathed against me, and again I brought his face up to kiss him.

MEANWHILE UPSTAIRS:

Sara's POV

"Sara!" Niall whisper shouted at me, but all I could do is laugh. He groaned and pushed himself off the ground. His hair was disheveled in the sexiest way, and he stood in only his boxers at the foot of G's guest room bed. Well, more like my room since I practically live here. Niall put his hands on his hips, and made a face at me. I giggled and pulled the blanket up to my neck.

"I'm sorry," I said, trying to sustain the laugh that was building in my throat. I surveyed the ground quickly. We always made quick work of each others' clothes, those were just unnecessary. I flashed him a smug smile, as he crawled back onto the bed with me.

"It's a small bed, I didn't mean to push you off," I snorted, the only way to hold back my hysterics. His face when he'd fallen was the cutest, and most priceless thing I'd ever seen. To make matters worse we'd heard G and Harry laughing downstairs. He shook his head, laying down next me, and softly rubbing my circles on my stomach with his thumb. He leaned over to kiss me, but I quickly put up a hand.

"Nope, I'm not in the mood anymore," I teased, pulling the blanket tightly around my body.

"Sara," he groaned but I didn't move. He flopped back down and crossed his arms. How long could he last? One…Two….Three…Fou-

"Please?" he asked, but didn't move. I knew he wouldn't push me any further, but he was a teenage boy and had needs. I turned my head towards him.

"Maybe," I giggled, and he smiled.

"Just stop being a tease and have some fun with me princess," he murmured, his last word getting cut off as I kissed him. Never had I been so grateful for a flock of pigeons in my whole life. Someday I'd thank Lou for scaring the shit out of us, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have Niall.