our only secret | H.S

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"Is she asleep?"

Harry nodded his head; laying down on top of me, "Out like a light."

"Harry I can't move," I giggled.

He lifted his wrist to his face, "Happy birthday angel," he mumbled; kissing my cheek twice.

"Thank you H," I said; kissing his cheek back.

Must've just passed 12 if it's already my birthday.

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

I shook my head, "nothing that I know of," I said; playing the curls on his head.

"Mm okay," he mumbled, "I got you a gift."

He stood up; getting off of me as he walked across my bedroom; grabbing something out of his suitcase.

"You didn't have to get me anything, H."

"Nonsense," he said; walking back over to me with a card.

I looked down at the card he held in his hand; grabbing it cautiously before ripping the envelope open carefully.

Dear Addie,

Happy Birthday love, I am so thankful for you and Jo everyday of my life, but mainly you because without you, I would've never known happiness.
Everyday Josie looks a little more like you and I don't even think twice because that means she looks the most most beautiful woman i've ever seen. Happy birthday again,

All love, H.

"Harry," I whispered.

"The paper, flip it over."

I took the loose piece of paper that was in between the card and looked at it. It was a list of songs, his songs.

Only Angel
Sweet Creature
Woman
Adore You
Cherry
Falling
She
To Be So Lonely
Fine Line

"Harry, this is just a list of your songs," I said; looking up at him.

"Yeah, but those are the ones I wrote about you."

my mouth parted a little, I never knew he's written a song about me. And definitely not these ones, but it reminds me that Harry and I have been through some shit together. We've supported each other through hard times, like when he wrote Falling, I immediately know what time he wrote it about.

"You wrote these about me?"

He nodded, "You told me years ago, that if anyone was to ever write a song about you, that you'd want to know why and which ones."

I said that to him when I was dating Shawn, I didn't think he'd remember.

"I wrote Cherry when you were dating Timothèe, To be so lonely about when we first met, falling when I was drinking too much.."

"Thank you Harry," I said; staring up at him.

"I've written more, these are just the published ones.."

"there's more?"

"yes," he smirked, "but you'll never know."

I stood up; wrapping my arms around his neck, "I love you, thank you."

"Of course," he whispered into my neck.

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