Kiss Me...

You're an interesting one, you are, Harry Judd.
You were always a big jokester.
Loved playing pranks on people.
You did it so much, it was hard to tell when you weren't.
But you also had this way.
If you set your mind on something, you weren't giving up on it.
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Flashback - December 15, 2007
"Anna... You know I'm going to find you eventually.
And if I don't, the guys will be home soon.
They will help me find you."
You threatened, wandering around the house in attempt to find me.
"Well, well. The Harry Judd needs help to find me.
Whatever happened to, 'I am the Harry Judd. I can do anything!'?"
I questioned in a dramatic voice as I stepped out of my hiding place,
just a few feet in front of you.
"It got you out of your hiding place, didn't it?"
You smirked taking a step towards me.
"Yeah, yeah. You just don't want to admit defeat."
I said slowly backing away from you.
"Start running." You warned.
"Already one step ahead of you dude." I said from the end of the hall,
where I had just ran to.
Within seconds you had started running towards me, causing me to take off in the opposite direction.
"Anna! You know I'm a faster runner than you! I'm going to catch up to you!"
You yelled and I could just hear the grin in your voice.
I looked behind me to see just a few feet between us, before taking off into the living room.
As I arrived in the living room, I heard your feet stop pounding against the floor,
signaling that you had stopped running.
You knew I was trapped. Crap.
I looked around the room trying to find anyway out. None.
"There's no easy way out." You voice rang out through the room.
I turned around to see you smirking and leaning up against the doorway.
"Remind me to talk to Tom about this problem." I sighed as you walked into the room with an evil grin.
I shuffled back and forth on my feet debating ways to get away,
none of them looked as though they would work.
You grinned wider as you stepped closer to me.
I took a change and tried to run past you. No luck.
Within seconds you had pinned me to the sofa, tickling me.
"Harry! Stop!" I yelled out breathlessly from laughing.
You froze and grinned down at me.
"You're cheesy." I stated after a few moments of silence.
You looked down at me confused.
"Quoting your own songs, how unoriginal."
I continued smirking, as you got an offended look on your face.
"Take it back." You threatened, glaring down at me.
"Hmm.. Nah, I'd rather not." I said grinning after pretending to think about it.
"fine, your problem." You spoke before starting to tickle me again.
After a few minutes, I gave in.
"Fine! I take it back!" I called out gasping for breath.
"Thank you. That's all I wanted."
You said smirking as you stopped tickling me.
We stayed there for a few minutes, before I cracked a smile, amused.
"You know you can get off now, right?" I questioned grinning.
Your face held no emotion as you leaned down until our faces were just centimeters apart.
"Kiss me." You said quietly.
I stared at you, taken back by what you had just said,
for a few minutes before realising it was just another one of your jokes.
I rolled my eyes as I pushed you off of me.
"Shove off." I said jokingly as I stood up and walked out.
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Flashback - January 14, 2008
"Anna! Can you come up here for a minute?"
You yelled from upstairs. Tom, Dougie and I were downstairs eating dinner.
Tom and Dougie exchanged glances before turning to me and smirking, mirroring each other.
"Yeah, that's not freaky at all." I muttered before standing up and walking upstairs.
I got up the stairs and thought you were maybe in the music room, so I headed for that room.
As I passed your room, something grabbed my arm and pulled me into your room.
I heard the door close before feeling myself pushed up against the door.
I came face to face with you.
You were breathing hard, as if you had just run a mile.
"Uh, hey..." I muttered as our faces were only inches away.
You bit your lip and looked deep in though.
We stood there for a few minutes before you seemed to come back from your own world.
"Kiss me." You said... well more of demanded.
I shoved you away before opening the door and walking out.
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Flashback - February 23, 2008
"So, any lady friends at the moment for you boys?"
The interviewer, Liza, asked. She always ticked me off,
all that fake happiness. How much can one single person have?
"How about you, Tom?" Liza questioned.
Tom got that cheesy grin on, just like every time his girlfriend, Miley, came into his mind.
"Well, me and Miley are still together, really happy."
Tom said before going off into his own world, daydreaming about Miley.
"Aw, that's sweet." Liza commented.
Liar. Like she really gave a crap.
"How about you, Daniel?" Danny winced, he hated people calling him by his full name.
Almost as much as I hated Liza.
"Uh, well, as I'm sure you've heard, Madison and I broke up last week."Danny answered sadly.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Liza said patting his arm.
Psh, sorry my butt.
Danny shrugged her off and she moved on to Dougie.
"So, how's things with the ladies, Doug?"
Liza asked and I couldn't help but laugh as Dougie glared at her.
He didn't like anyone but friends calling him 'Doug'.
"Most single dude in.. Uh..." Dougie trailed off sheepishly.
"London, Doug, you know, the place you live?" Tom said sighing and placing his head in his hands.
"Yeah! Most single dude in London! So, you know, if you ladies wanna..."
Dougie said before nodding his head suggestively.
Liza laughed, fakely, as Danny smacked Dougie in the back of the head.
"You can't say that on television you idiot!" Tom said rolling his eyes.
"I didn't say anything." Dougie smirked.
"Yeah, but you implied it!" Tom said and Dougie grinned sheepishly.
"Right, and how about you, Harry?" Liza said rolling her eyes at Tom and Dougie's conversation.
"Um... Well there's this one girl... But I don't think she sees me that way..."
You said keeping your eyes on the floor.
Well, that's surprising.
I hadn't heard you say anything about any girls, and you always told me.
Usually more than I wanted to know.
I was off in my own world for the rest of your interview and next thing I knew,
you and the guys were standing in front of me.
"Hey, can I talk to you?" You asked and I nodded standing up.
"We'll meet you at the car." Tom said dragging Danny and Dougie outside.
You grabbed my hand and pulled me back to your dressing room.
"Listen, Anna..." You said turning me to face you once we were in your dressing room.
You pulled me towards you, until our faces were nearly touching.
Then I knew, you and your stupid jokes again.
"Kiss me." You said, you sounded as if you were begging.
I pulled out of your grasp and walked backwards to the door.
"You're freaking mad. You and your stupid jokes." I said before walking out... again.
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March 8, 2008
I was walking up to Dougie's room when I heard your voice coming from Tom's room.
I knew it was wrong to listen in, but since when did that ever stop me?
"Tom... I don't know anymore. I like her. So freaking much.
Hell, I love her. She thinks it's a joke. God, I wish it was...
I don't know when I started feeling this way for Anna.
But she's my best friend, I've already ruined it with her.
She hasn't talked to me in two weeks. Two weeks, Tom!
I risked our friendship because of these stupid feelings,
and she thought it was a joke."
You said causing me to stop completely.
Then I realised.
I was the girl you were talking about in the interview.
It wasn't a joke, you really felt that way.
Then I knew, I felt the same way towards you.
But how could I even tell you?
My question was soon answered when you stumbled out of Tom's room.
You saw me standing there and froze.
I stepped forward until we were centimeters apart.
"Kiss me." I said smiling slightly.
You didn't need to be told twice.

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand.
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance.
Silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.