"Okay, okay. I guess the nerves are just kicking in" I muttered a bit ruefully to the floor as we parted.
"Ms.Heartly are you getting cold feet?" Harry fake scolded, a mask of sternness absorbing his features.
I laughed "Of course not"
"Good, because a Styles would never back out" he winked and I felt that funny feeling in the pit of my stomach again. It felt as if a mini tidal wave had just gone on in there and left a swirling after affect in my head and body which tingled all over in glee. Harry added "Cryssy Styles....kinda cute" he hummed. "I could get used to it" I giggled again.
"I sure hope so, as of tomorrow it will be my name"
"I can't wait" Harry bent down and brought our lips together in a sweet kiss. When my mind became fully occupied with the kiss, Harry's arms swung down
