They say love can drive you crazy, my dear

eleven

As I am standing in front of Harry, I realize that I can't even look at him without wanting to kiss him. He is very surprised and his wonderful eyes are red from crying.

"Lou, what are you doing here?"

"I came to talk," I say but my voice is weak.

We both go inside and I sit down on a sofa after I take my shoes off.

"Harry, look. I..."

"No, please, let me start. I am so sorry but you have to believe me. I would never ever cheat on you."

"I believe you," I say

"Really?" Harry asks with total confusion on his face.

"Yes. I've been thinking and I might regret my decision later. But I believe you. Because we've always been honest with each other. So Harry, I give you one last chance but don't make me regret it, please."

"But I swear to god, Sarah and I are just friends. Come here," he says with tears in his eyes.

I go closer to him and he kisses me so gently that the broken pieces of my heart get fixed again.

We spend the rest of the night together but we don't mention Sarah or my trust issues. We just enjoy each other's company and pretend that we didn't have a single argument in the last few days.

"Thank you, Lou for trusting me."

"Isn't it what partners are for?" I smile.

"It is, love," he looks me in the eyes.

Later that night, we are both lying in Harry's bed. He is asleep and I am staring at his chest, watching it as it rises and falls whenever he takes a breath. And I think I have made the right decision. I have to trust him. Because I love this curly boy more than anything else.

I slowly lean over and kiss his cheek.

"We'll be alright," I whisper in his ears.

And deep inside, I know that it's true. So I close my eyes and slowly fall asleep, thinking about how lucky I am to have Harry in my life.