Dark Green

Chapter 37

(Hey there, my dear friends. I'm sorry I couldn't write anything in the last months. University is keeping me hell busy and things happen. I haven't been able to log in wattpad so much the last month so I logged in this morning and saw lots of wonderful people added the story into their libraries and thought: well, all of them deserve to know the end of this fanfic.

And so here it is, only one chapter to go before I end this little thing I started writing one day. I want to say this is the end I had in mind since the first word I wrote here so despite having the story shortened, this is how it was going to end anyway.

I hope you enjoy this chapter and I expect writing the last one soon. The last chapter plus epilogue will be probably short but I hope this story gets the closure I want for it.

Lots of love.)

POV Queen.

I can't recognize the boy in front of me. His stunning eyes look lost, hurt and angry, emotions he usually hides so well into him I don't know how to act. His chest haves up and down violently, every furniture shattered around us broken beyond repair just the same at the man in front of me that was my boy once.

"He didn't come." He whispers heartbroken.

His body is shaking hard, same as my knees that threaten to give out any second know.

Harry trembles in fury for what I'm afraid to ask. For the first time in months, I feel the same as that little girl who was threaten in his father police office when I first saw him. The same kind of fear crawls in my skin. I'm not going to lie and say I'm not scared of Harry because I am, I fear his tantrum as much I fear the heartbreak he's going to give me.

"My father, the man that once loved my mother didn't dare to move his sorry ass back here and say goodbye."

And there it is when he breaks: his eyes cloud in tears and he falls to his knees. His cries are silent, just drops falling from his eyes as I watch my love from the distance.

I got him wrong, all this time scared of what he might do with the angry sealed inside him when all he felt was loneliness. He's scared of being alone, a little boy abandoned by his father who just lost his mother despite trying to save her.

My heart stops at the sight, my legs walking toward him and giving up just next to his shaking body. I have to be the strong one for once, I have to him my strength even though I lack of it.

I hold him inside my arms for a while, he keeps murmuring word about his uncaring father and his lost mother as my heart gives itself to him with every pass second.

"Make it stop, baby."

His words are desperate, a cry of help when you have lost everything and there's nothing for you to fight for.

I want to erase his pain for once and for all, and only one thought comes to my mind.

I cradle his perfect face in my nervous hands, delighting myself with the sight of his clear green eyes before I join our mouths. His lips are welcoming, the electric sensation takes over everything and heat controls the kiss.

I will give everything of me to him, I will show him he will never be alone anymore.

That I am here and I will love him until our life ends.