Chapter Thirteen.
Harry's Point Of View.
[Please vote and comment!!!]Dear Anastasia,
I did it. I mean I did it before asking you to be my girlfriend, before I asked to marry you, all might say a little quick, but I asked you to move in with me. The urge to protect you and keep you safe was completely overpowering and nothing made more sense for you to be right next to me rather than with anyone else. As selfish as my reasons seem to be, I knew this would be the thing that you needed as well. This is a fresh start away from any lingering baggage and past mistakes that haunts you like Jonsville and Jakrivers does. You are able to start all over. We're able to start over. We're able to begin this journey without me holding back from you or you holding back from me. We can finally give this shit a chance that seemed to take way too long to start.
I want peace with you. I want to be able to watch you be at peace. I will do anything for you to experience peace in this life that seems to never catch you a break. If I could take your pain away and trade it in for me I would do it with no hesitation in my bones. I did not comphrend how deep I am devoted to you until this past week. I knew I wanted you back, I wanted to be able to hold you and kiss you, but then you told me you had Zayn and that's when it sank in.
Why would I let another man have the chance to feel your love when it belongs to me? When I am the one you yearn for in him, why would I let another man get my chance? That seemed too foolish. I want to be the man of your dreams Anastasia. I want to be someone who never causes you those worry lines on your forehead, for you to know that I love you with no doubts.
Am I coming on too strong? Should I suppress all this devotion I carry for you and only make visible what will keep you with me? I could get myself hurt from diving in this fast and so openly as well. But I know you and how much you are equally devoted to me.
Isn't that so beautiful Anastasia?
To be in love someone who is just as devoted to you as you are?
I know there is so many things I need learn about you and your flaws, but that makes me so exhilarated that I don't know you completely. I get to still enjoy the sweet pleasure of seeking new stories out of you from past memories, the humorous observations of the odd kinks you do, and seeing the darkest parts that still haven't came into light. I have seen you at your worse and darkest and still thought you were the most beautiful source of light I've ever came across.
I am all in.
Are you?
Goodbye my found love,
Harry xx.
"What are you writing about?" Anastasia comes from behind me abruptly and I immediately shut my notebook, twisting around before her brown curious eyes could catch sight of her name written at the top.
"Are you going show me what you have recently been writing?" I ask instead of answering her questions, placing my hands on the back of her thighs to pull her closer to me.
"No," She shakes her head, placing her arms around my neck.
"Then I won't tell you." I smile at her, standing up before grabbing my notebook behind me and give her a lingering kiss as I walk away from her.
"That's not very kind," She mumbles.
"Never claim to be kind sweetheart," I tease her and hid my notebook into my suitcase, making sure I knew where it was so in case her sticky fingers move it I would know.
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A Lost & Stubborn Middle (HS) [BOOK II]
Fanfiction"Hello, Anastasia." His red lips turn into his captivating smile, taking me back to the times where I use to draw it on my paper and write about it in my love letters. This is not going to be good. Published: 7/27/20