euphoria. (hs)

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I sat there with my bags scattered all around the living room. I looked around sadly not knowing how to feel. I tried my best to stay by Harry's side for the most of the week but he has been applying himself as a student teacher at numerous high schools.

I looked around the apartment feeling like it was empty. I mean it's not really at all. Both Harry and I's stuff is packed and crammed inside but the energy of this place has vanished.

"You ready to go?" He questioned in sweat pants walking out of the bathroom. I nodded my head feeling frail and depressed. I can't believe I have to leave for six months..

Harry grabbed my duffle bag with my electronics and undergarments stashed away inside and raised my body from the floor. It was about four in the morning and I had to be on the ship at five in the morning.

I know I am going good and serving my country but am I doing good for mine and Harry's relationship?

I sat down in his car feeling no emotion what so ever. I know, I just know,that once I step foot out of this vehicle the impact of holding it in will bombard me with such force the tears will be streaming down my eyes.

I just hope when I come back Harry and I will still be the same and maybe along the lines of being better than what we are right now. I know that's a lot to say and ask for but it's a thought that never leaves me mind.

What scares me more is that today, is the day. Finally after a month of keeping it all built up I am going to fess up and tell Harry how I really feel. I think the only thing that has really been holding me back is because I am scared of rejection.

Before Harry that was all I knew. I always was told no by guys because of the appearance of my body or things would have to be secretive or it was a hell no.

And hell no am I letting Harry get out of my grasp for a few months and not tell him how I actually feel. I deserve this, he deserves this, everyone who is cheering our relationship on deserves this.

Harry raised my military I.D. to the man at the gates and I hadn't realized that it was almost time. I remember last year it was just Jade and Emerald taking me and giving me a good bye.

I was scared, like really scared. I didn't know what the hell I was getting myself into. My parents wouldn't talk to me for weeks because I was leaving them. Katie, Maddie, and Samantha we're so busy in college they couldn't come and support me giving me a fellow good bye.

I stepped out of the car and Harry went to the back not speaking a word and my lips trembled just not wanting to leave his side.

"Harry.." I mumbled. He sighed looking up at me and I tried to keep my tears in for as long as I could until he came over to me.

"Hey," He cooed, "Everything's going to be alright. Your fine, I'm fine." I shook my head and sobbed marching my way into his chest. I could feel Harry's concern when he threaded his hands into my hair.

"Baby." He mumbled. I looked up at Harry with tears streaming down my face and he sighed looking down at me, "Why do you have to be so beautiful when you cry?" I sniffed shaking my head.

"I am a ugly crier." I stated matter of factly. He chuckled scratching my scalp and looked down at me, "Lace you need to stop crying, you need to be strong for yourself and remember that no matter what happens out there I'll be always here at home still loving you as much as I do now."

I nodded my head slowly but then tensed up and froze.

"You.. You just said-" "I said what?" Harry questioned confused. "You said you loved me!" I coughed out in shock and Harry's eyes widened in realization and he scooted away from me.

"Lacey I-"

"Harry, no-" I said grabbing onto him before he could run away. "Lacey I didn-"

"I love you too."

Harry scooted a little closer to me covering his face in my neck and whispered, "You do?" I closed my eyes squeezing him closer to my body and answered him with a small kiss on his cheek.

"Harold Edward Styles, I Lacey Annabelle Williams am so in love with you I can't even think straight." Harry stayed still and I could feel him smile into my neck. "Do you really?" he asked. I chuckled squeezing my arms around his tall frame and giggled when he raised his head at me with confusion.

"Why though, why do you love me?"

"I love you because you're so different from my life style but we are almost like the same person. Harry I loathed you at first when you yelled in my face telling me I lost your bait of free pussy. I despised you when you made fun of me behind my back in Katie's dorm. You confused the shit out of me for awhile. We would fight, be civil, then fight again. Like who does that? Then that drunken night-"

"That night when I took a cab to your parents house?"

"The exact night when you took a cab to my parents house going around the whole city just to see me and you called me beautiful I knew I grew major feelings for you."

"And how you were so nervous to be ate out of." I blushed.

Well I should probably admit what caught my attention of you. That night at the party when you admitted all those things I was kind of interested. You really, and I mean really seemed like the type of girl who would never do any of the things you drank to and then the fact that you looked so scared when you were surrounded by that mass of people bumping and grinding around you."

I shrugged, "I don't like dirty dancing." He chuckled cuddling me sighing into my shoulder. "When you began to bring up marriage I freaked out." "Trust me, I know." "I'm really sorry about that again." "Harry it's fine, really." "Maybe one day, but not for awhile though." He stated looking down at me. I laughed out loud pushing him away.

He looked down at his phone and looked back up at me. "We have five more minutes until you board on the ship."