Rosie || h.s.

4.8- Rosie

2 days before

I don't think anything could bring me down from the happiness I was feeling.

I woke up yesterday wrapped up in harry's arms to him kissing me lightly over my cheek. the night before so perfect with harry taking care of me, making sure I was comfortable, making sure to know he loved me.

I love him so much more than I had believed

the second the words were out of my mouth I knew they were truly real, truly what I felt at that moment. and I wanted to be as close as I could with him and he had taken the best care of me.

and after we were done he had stroked my body, kissing me over and over causing me to giggle, curls tickling my face.

when he had fallen asleep I had traced the lines of his face, falling asleep to the sound of his breathing.

my parents had gone to work I slept in not caring about missing another day of school if it was with harry.

the day had gone on with us getting lunch at the dinner he always took me to, getting a late breakfast.

today wasn't as exciting, I worked on homework that I had missed and spent the day at school as if it was before I met harry save max being also gone.

fletcher against my locker joking with me over some nonsense the boys had been talking over. I had been having a pretty good day, harry texting photos of cats or music I might like and could listen to on my free period.

and at lunch, it was just me and fletcher sitting at a table in the library eating.

"I told Harry I love him," I blurted as he was mid-chew. he looked up surprised at me, shaking out his head as if trying to clear it.

"no fucking way rose!" he said with a mouthful of food still. I cringed at the sight and he swallowed before continuing, "did he say it back? if that fucker didn't I'll swear-"

"no he did," I laughed remembering how he couldn't say it without a mix of curse words. I blushed to remember what happened after but I wouldn't tell fletcher any of that.

"How did it come up?" he asked taking another bite of his sandwich.

"well I just said it, I mean he was just looking at me and I couldn't hold it in anymore,"

fletcher smiled "rosies in love," he sang and I shook my head laughing.

"I am," my voice giddy over the fact. "truly fletcher I haven't been this happy...ever,"

"I can fucking tell rose, I'm so happy for you, you have no fucking idea," he pointed a long finger my way, "if I could bake you would have a cake!"

"But you can't,"

"yeah so sadly you don't get a cake," he shrugs.

"I don't need a cake to be happy, I don't think I could be anymore happy," then I remembered, "but it will all soon be over in two days," I sigh.

"I'm sure you can sneak harry into the lovely dinner with your folks,"

"yes then have a screaming match, max and harry would get into a fight, I'd probably cry. I wish it all wasn't happening," I mutter but before my mood could dampen and more my phone lit up with a new photo of a cat from harry, this one with a little hat on.

"I don't understand how max can fucking go and I can't, he fucking bruised you, we were protecting your honor,"

"they don't care about my honor they care about getting funding from the Arnold's for their 'growing dentistry dynasty' and if that isn't a scary sentence then I don't know what is,"