I breathe in the air of the sylvan area. I smell pine and moist air. My breath makes a ghost as I exhale.
I glide my hand across the tree trunk. The trunk of our tree. I smile at the memory.
"Where are we going." I asked him.
He just smiled and pulled me further into the woods. We were now very far from the clearing.
Finally we arrived at a big tree. It's branches reached out in various directions. The leaves were crisp and green. He pulled me closer to him.
"I wanted to give you something for your birthday." Harry started quietly.
"But I couldn't think of anything good enough." he said looking down.
I smiled gently and squeezed his hand.
"Harry, you being my best friend and standing here with me is enough for me." I tell him.
He looks up and into my eyes. I try to read his face but I can't. He just frowns.
"We are only going to be 13 once." He says while biting his lip.
"And I wanted to give you something that I have never given to anyone."
I was slightly confused on what he was talking about. He looked so deep in thought. He looked like he was going to do something that he was going to regret.
"Har-" I started to say but I was cut off.
He placed his hands on my waist and lightly pushed me against the big tree.
My breathing started to pick up. What is going on?
He gently lifted his hand up to my face and stroked it softly. I slowly relaxed into his touch and leaned further into his hand.
His face started to come closer to mine. In that moment I knew exactly what he was going to do. Exactly what he was going to give me.
At the last moment I shut my eyes and he crushed his lips to mine.
The feeling was odd. I had no idea what to do.
I slowly lifted my hands from my sides and wrapped them around his neck pulling him closer.
After a few more moments he pulled away. I opened my eyes wide and peered up at him.
His pupils were dilated and his fingertips were gently tapping on his lips.
"Happy birthday." he whispered
After that day, we had a brief dalliance.
One day he just left. His fame grew and I was left behind in the dust.
I sighed slipping my fingers away from the trunk. Sometimes I wish he was here. Sometimes I wish that I could just forget. I mean it has been like 5 years.
I slowly backed away from the tree taking one last look at it.
Out of nowhere I hear a twig snap. I shoot my head towards the sound. I gasp at the sight.
There he is. The same boy I met in the 1st grade. The same boy who became my best friend. The same boy who kissed me against our tree.
The same boy who left me.
It felt like we had been staring at each other for hours.
"Y/n." he called softly.
He walked towards me never taking his eyes away from mine.
"I'm sorry do I know you?" I called back.
He frowned at me and walked over so he was standing right in front of me.
"Don't be like that Y/n." He demanded.
I rolled my eyes and took a step back.
"You have a lot of nerve coming back here." I say to him.
He chuckles
"Oh and why is that?" He asks cheekily
Jerk.
"I'm sorry." he whispers.
I slowly look up into his eyes and all the memories come flooding back.
I gasp when I feel his hands on my waist. Tears started to pool in my eyes.
"Harry what are-." I started to ask.
"I'm doing something I should have done before I left. Something I should have come back for and done." he tells me pushing me against our tree a little more roughly then last time.
He slowly reached his hand up and wiped away my tears with his thumb.
"I was too stupid to see it before." he whispered.
I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion.
"Too stupid to see that I am completely in love with you." he whispered right before crashing his lips to mine.
This time I knew exactly what I was doing. I reached up and wound my fingers into his long curls and yanked him closer. I was not letting him go this time. I was not going to let this be some dalliance.
Our lips moved in sync as he reached up and cupped my cheeks. I squeezed him to me even more not wanting any space between us.
His hands lowered to my thighs signalling me to jump. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his torso. He pushed me against our tree even harder quickening our kiss.
Finally he separated our lips and whispered the words I hadn't heard from him in so long.
"Happy birthday Y/n."
