Case Closed[Harry Styles][AU]

Chapter 38:"Cold Coffee by Ed Sheeran"

Harry's POV

Sometimes you undermine the value of the one you love until you know what life is like without them.

I'd spent 3 years conversing with myself regretting everything I'd ceased to do for her.

I undermined my sincere affection for her quirky attributes. The way when she'd watch sad movies she had seen hundreds of time yet still would cry during. She'd start by intensely pouting until the tears came pouring. Big Hero 6 was always the worst considering she would watch it and Lilo & Stitch on replay. She was so ungraceful it was embarrassing really. She couldn't dance without making it entirely awkward because she took the piss out of any routine or move. She read the same books over and over again. She would also watch the same episode of Doctor Who a hundred times just because she "missed Rose". I like the way she tried to remain firm when we were having a slightly heated debate, but would always end up laughing. She would tell horrid jokes and always messed up the punchline. She could sing beautifully and played five instruments, but never would tell a soul. She loved hot cocoa and candy canes probably more than she loved me. She could name literally any song just in the first couple of seconds. She was also a genius and knew so much about everything meaning she'd give me little factoids on everything. She was also the only woman I've ever loved... besides my Nan (Nan raised me and passed away during my A-Levels, right before meeting Brookie).

She was the weirdest,klutzy-est, giddy-est person I knew. But she was also the smartest, prettiest, funniest, wonderful-est, and happiest loser that I'd ever known.

"You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known- and even that is an understatement." To quote the great F.Scott Fitzgerald

She was always smiling except when she was focused on writing but that just made her look even more interesting.

I craved every aspect of the beautiful girl I'd been blessed to be apart of.

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So the nights when we laid there on the couch watching a movie for the billionth time I'd fall deeper in love, and all over again.

"Harry do that thing!" She said like we both knew what she meant.

"I do lots of things, love. Which one in particular?" I teased.

"The popcorn catching thing you Neanderthal!"

"Those harsh words... they cut deep babe!" I pretended as though she had wounded my heart.

I threw a popcorn kernel in the air and caught in my mouth. She clapped and squealed with delight.

I watched with great intent as she attempted to do the same. I knew she was destined to fail from the get go. It hit her face and she laughed in her dismay.

"Damn! So close!"

"We can't all be Harry Styles!" I said sticking my tongue out her.

"Put that tongue to some better use than to mock me!"

"Gladly!" I said lifting my head off her lap and growling as I began to suck on her neck.

"I meant by eating all this popcorn!!" She squealed. Her cheeks flushed pink as she giggled. Her only ticklish spot was her neck especially when it's being breathed on.

"But I have other intentions for it!"

"Too bad! Later thought I pinky promise!" We hooked our pinkies together and laughed.

We were so foolish but that's just who we were and if we were anything else, it would feel entirely too wrong.

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