Eva's past and present collide to cause chaos.
[Completed]
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"What are you-" I tried to speak but once again was cut off.
Harry brought his hand back up, wrapping it around my throat and pinning me forcefully...
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"We need to get the fuck home...right now"
That was the last thing Harry mumbled against my lips before he was practically dragging me down the steps and out of the book store.
After about five minutes of trying to pour every ounce of adoration I had locked up in me for so long into one single kiss, it was obvious how much the emotions and the kiss was turning both of us on.
No surprise from either of us though, I can't think of one time where something like this didn't end in sex, and I wasn't complaining one bit
I was so consumed with a type of happiness that I don't think I'd ever felt before and all I wanted was for it to last forever.
It's not like I wasn't aware of what I was feeling for him, I just never wanted to admit it to myself, I spent too long saying those words to people that didn't mean it, I didn't want to waste it again.
Even though I never said that to myself or realised that, that's what it was, I kept those three words locked down deep inside me, rotting with everything else I've had planted in me from people that didn't care enough...and letting that light in was something I didn't know I was scared of.
But I like the light, I love it actually, and I never want to go back into that dark place again.
Harry's love is different, I've never felt, seen, or heard anything like it, he loves so strongly and without even trying, he thinks he doesn't know what he's doing, but from the moment he laid eyes on me, he's made me feel loved.
He makes me feel loved for just being me.
He makes me feel like I could do anything, he looks at me and I feel this overwhelming sense of secureness, and when he touches me and it's like my body ignites with this fullness that I can't even explain, I feel it in my chest, like it's trying to break out and wrap him in it.
Saying that was like opening floodgates, I couldn't shut up and neither could he, we just kept saying it, thought clashing teeth and tangled tongues, the room was filled with mumbled 'I love you's.'
Every time I heard those words come from him I had to hold back my tears. There was something so overwhelming about it, hearing it from someone and hearing nothing but honesty and tenderness in their voice, I had never had that before.
Every other time I heard those words, growing up and as an adult, it was always as a ploy to soften me, make me forgive people after they treated me like their emotional and physical punching bag.
But with Harry, it is absolutely nothing like that.
I love him, I want to show him that with everything in me, I want to love him like I wasn't, I want to show him a love that's real, that isn't judgemental or greedy, I want to show him how much I love him for who he is, and nothing else, he is all I need.
