broken » h.s. (COMPLETED)

sixteen

Bailey's POV

He looked at me in shock. "Um I think you need to sit down-"

I pressed my lips to his and wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. After a couple minutes I pulled away, but kept my face right in front of his.

"My moms one wish was for me to be happy. And I realized that you make me happy." I said, searching his eyes for a response.

"Oh my fucking god." He just said.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"You love me." He whispered, and then pushed his lips to mine desperately, pushing me back until I was against a wall.

I had no intentions of pulling away this time. Our lips molded together perfectly like puzzle pieces. I need him. And I need him the most right now.

After a really long time, he pulled away. "I love you too. I love you so much that it scares me." He said breathlessly.

"Me too Harry. Just don't let me go." I whispered pleadingly, pulling his lips to mine again. I don't know what came over me but I just wanted to be as close to him as possible. I pulled him even closer if that was possible, and kissed him hard.

He had some of my hair in his fingers and it twirled it sweetly, but his other hand was on my back, pulling me in so that I would be separated from him at all.

We finally pulled away breathlessly. "Do friends do that?" He asked, chuckling slightly at me.

"No, not usually."

"So is this the time that I ask you to be my girlfriend?"

"I think so." I whispered, excitement building up inside of me.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I just smiled and nodded, while pulling him into me again, for yet another kiss.

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cheesy but I wrote this like two years ago gimme a break ;)