Illegally yours.

Chapter Thirty Seven.

HARRY'S POV.
"Then keep me?" Tia whispers, the tears I've caused now falling down her cheeks fast.
"I wish I could" I answer honestly, if it was up to me she'd be mine, I'd be hers and we together would be so happy. But our lives have changed so much and I spent months trying to focus on changing my life after she'd left me. The cheating rumours had all been a pile of shit. Photoshop worked like a bitch and ruined my relationship. I stumbled up the steps and tried locating my bedroom door, Arianna opened it and slung her arms around my neck, I placed my hands on her lower waist and kissed her passionately. As much as I tried, and hated to admit, the spark just wasn't there. It didn't have what me and Tia shared. Arianna moves to take off my shirt and unbuckles the belt on my jeans. I push her away from me and sit on the end of the bed.
"What's wrong?" Arianna says sitting next to me, buttoning her dress back up, she places her hand on my upper thigh.
"Nothing" I shrug. "I don't think what we are doing should carry on"
Arianna stands up from the bed and picks up her purse from the floor, she takes out her iPhone and starts texting somebody, her fingers tapping vigorously against thee screen.
"I see how it is Harry" She whispers, putting her phone back."You still love Tia, I get that I understand. Just give me a call when you've figured things out. Okay?"
I bang my head against my fists and let out a big sigh.
"I'm sorry Ari. I'll walk you out" We walk to the door and I give her a hug goodbye.
Passing Tia's bedroom I notice her turn out the light and wonder if she heard everything. It is true, everything Arianna said is true. I love her, I love Tia Katherine Wilson, I would spend my entire life beside her if I could.

TIA'S POV.
I close my textbook and return it to my suitcase, I go to shut the bedroom door and hear raised voices. I soon figure out that it's Arianna and Harry.
"I don't think we should carry on" Harry says. Is he breaking up with her?
"I see how it is Harry" I hear shuffling around and suddenly Harry's bedroom door opens, I hide behind mine and carry on listening. "You still love Tia, I get that I understand. Just give me a call when you've figured things out. Okay?" Harry sighs loudly and places his hands on her lower waist, he starts to walk past my room and I quickly turn off the light and jump into bed.
I struggled to sleep and even when I did it was spent tossing and turning which eventually would wake me up. For the remaining part of the night I scrolled through images of myself and Harry smiling at each other, a part of me was struggling to come to the terms that Harry and I didn't stand a chance.
At around 2AM I got out of bed and managed to find myself at Harry's door, I pushed it open silently and crept to his side. He rolled over in his sleep, so the light from the moon reflected on his face, his curls tousled all over the pillow, he looked so beautiful, like an angel in fact except I knew what he was capable of, if it was true and he did love me, then he'd have to work hard into showing that he does.
"Tia?" Harry whispers. "Are you okay?"
He moves over and pulls the covers away from him giving me room to get in. I sit beside him and pull them back over our bodies.
"Is it true, do you actually love me?" I whisper, Harry entwines our legs and puts his arm around my waist.
"I've never stopped Tia" he says. "Let me take you out tomorrow and prove to you that I do love you and I can treat you right"
"Okay" I nod, finally falling asleep like old times listening to Harry's soft snores.