Rosie || h.s.

4.9- Harry

the day before

the weekend couldnt have come fast enough. I was bored in the house doing nothing and didn't expect myself to wish to go back to school but I missed Rosie. even if I had seen her that morning and I knew I would see her that night.

and when I picked her up she flounced down to the car, twirling in her purple dress. I couldn't help but smile. she got into the car and I leaned over, "can I kiss you?" the words natural now, something I couldn't help but say in her presence.

"yes of course," the apples of her cheeks red, and I lean over brushing a thumb under her eye.

she smiled at me leaning closer to press her nose to mine. I pecked at her lips only the smallest bit wanting to savor the look of her waiting for more. her eyes always closed the slightest bit. eyelashes fluttering over her freckled skin. she smiled the smallest bit and I kissed her deeply savoring every moment I had shared with her.

"where are you taking me today?" she asked as I pulled out of the parking lot.

"a surprise," I say knowing it would drive her insane. she pouted in the seat next to me and I laughed holding out a hand for her to take.

I loved holding hands with her, I don't think I would ever grow tired of it. it was innocent enough but it felt like everything to me.

I couldn't believe how in love I was with Rosie, felt it all the way throughout my body.

I'd never been happier and was excited to just sit next to her in my car.

graduation was so soon, a life ahead of this moment, this whole max situation would be behind us soon enough and I couldn't wait to see what the future held for once in my life. I had never cared about seeing the next day before Rosie, I could care less bout anything but what my dick wanted. I drank too much every night, was hungover in class even if I passed them it wasn't enough to feel good about it was all just something I did just to please my parents. as long as my grades were good they couldn't really complain but it wasn't true. I was fucking shit before I met Rosie, shit before I fell in love without even knowing I had fallen in love.

she had changed everything about me into something good. and I wanted this to last, to go on for as long as she would let us go on. I knew she would have to be the person to end this and I would let her if it ever came to it. but I knew I'd never get over Rosie. knew she would be the only one I loved and that may be extreme but I knew this feeling was too high to top.

and I loved that it was her who had stolen my heart. she was so fucking smart, too good for me, and god was she fucking beautiful. I didn't deserve her and id be greedy with her love for as long as she would let me. id be selfish to keep her around but only if she wanted and right now she did. I would make the most of it.

I drove her down to the little lake my family went to on holidays when the twins were younger. no one here now even if it was warmer outside. and when we got out of the car I stood behind her wrapping her small frame in my arms and breathed in the scent of her strawberry-smelling hair, kissing the top of her head. looking out over the water just being in the moment here in love with her. I couldn't ask for anything more when almost a whole year ago I had never imagined what the next day would look like for me.

now I was excited to go to college, to continue with life as if I never had before. I wanted to do something to make her proud even if she hadn't asked anything of me. id never felt as if I had a purpose and it was weird to think love did this to someone or if I was just being crazy.

"it's so pretty," she whispered the breeze over the water just the right amount of cool in the lowering sunlight.

I nod against her head, both of us rocking side to side, she turns in my arms, arms around my waist and I can't help but look upon her beautiful features and feel weak. who knew a person could be your everything?