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Chapter 55

Yeah I want to tell everyone
That you are, you are my only one
Screaming at the top of my lungs
But I'm whispering, I'm whispering, I'm whispering
'Cause I don't wanna jinx it.

– DNCE, Jinx

. . . .

"Are you excited that it's your last day tomorrow?" Harry pulls a t-shirt over his head and slides on some shorts.

"In some circumstances, yes. I'm just not excited about having to move away from you and everyone."

I brush my hair into a high ponytail and change out of my uniform. He's staring at me through the mirror, watching my every move and body language. Finally, he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist.

"You still have several months before you need to worry about that. You'll do great. I know you will," he says and kisses my neck lightly.

I know he's right, but it's already starting to dawn on me that all of this is going to change within a few months, and it's terrifying. The thought of being away from everything and everyone, especially Harry, is stressing me out more than anything. I have a hard time being away from familiar people and surroundings, and it's difficult to break away from that.

"Come on," he says softly and lets his hand slide down to mine. "Come make out with me."

He backs me up into the wall, one hand around my waist and the other barely touching my jaw. His lips peck from my collarbone to my lips, then finally, he lets his tongue push inside my mouth.

To make it more interesting, I push him back to fall on the edge of the mattress, my hands going down to the waistband of his shorts. He watches with moist lips and a gleam of sweat across his forehead as I slide his shorts to his ankles.

A loud moan leaves his ajar mouth when I begin palming him softly through the thin material of his boxers. Eventually, when he can't take it anymore, he grips them in his hands and yanks them down to his knees.

He slaps against his lower stomach, pulsing. I take him into my hand and massage the smooth, veiny skin.

I lay my tongue flat against the midsection of his shaft then wrap my lips around him. Making it only halfway down, the tip hits the back of my throat already, and he exhales loudly.

"It's okay, love. Just try your best."

I push myself and slide more of him into me then withdraw. He puts my hands against his abs and wraps his hands around mine.

Repeating this action, I have him shaking at the knees and his stomach sinking. He releases everything he has into my mouth then collapses back into the mattress, pulling up his shorts afterward.

He pulls me next to him and kisses me square on the lips. His smile is huge and his eyes are so crinkled they're basically nonexistent.

"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," I tell him and his grin turns even wider and more radiant than I have ever seen it.

"Besides Lilly, of course, you're the best thing that has come into my life and stayed." He folds our hands together and kisses the back of mine.

He rolls his head to the side and stares at me for a while. His gorgeous green eyes flicker everywhere from my eyes to my cheeks to my hair then finally settle back to mine.

"Move in with me."

I look at him as if I had heard him wrong, but he still has the same determined expression on his face that hasn't changed within the last few seconds. I wasn't sure if his blunt, straight-to-the-point suggestion was a statement or a question, but the idea of living with him intrigues me.