Redamancy | Harry Styles Fanfiction (ongoing)

Chapter Thirty-seven

Aurora Brown

Harry disappeared on me earlier this morning, went away with his friends, I heard, I didn't see him until dinner just now.

"I wanna spend some time with you, just the two of us. Like a mini vacation, before you go back to work and we see each other only on the weekends. What do you say?" Harry asks me while we lay in his bed, staring up at the ceiling.
One of his hands supports his head the other's on my stomach. I hold his hand with mine while I play with his rings.

"I'd like that.."

"do you? you don't sound like you like it though" he tells me and he's not all wrong. I've spent all day with Gemma and her friends today. Brunch, nail salon, shopping. We did it all. 

"it'll sound stupid if I say it out loud" I want him to drop the subject but I know there's no way he'll let it go until I tell him what's wrong.

"most of what you say sounds stupid, doesn't mean I don't like listening to it" he smiles, dimples and all.

I kinda want to whack him, but he's kinda really cute.

"I don't wanna leave."

"You don't wanna leave what?"

"I don't wanna leave this house. I don't wanna leave your family. Like, ever."

He laughs.

"I'm not joking" I tell him.

Now he turns towards me, all his hair falls to one side, lays on the pillow, flat. He's changed since I first met him, He looks healthy, happy. He looks like he eats thrice a day and sleeps for 8 hours.

He smiles, and I've never wanted to taste a grin like the one spread on his face right now.

I'm surprised I'm not on top of him right now, or under him, or against the wall, or on my stomach, or on his lap, or on the floor, on my knees.

you get the point.

He traces my face with his fingertips. "Why my love?"

I don't know what it is about what he says, But my eyes fill up. Salt streams slip out my eyes and into my ears.

He moves closer to me now, pulling me in for a cuddle. He wraps his arms around me and I feel like I'm in a strait jacket that I never wanna get out of.

"You can tell me baby, anything it is" He coaxes the truth out of me.

I sob loudly against his chest, staining his shirt, partly because I want to muffle the sound, partly because I feel like I will fall apart and combust if he doesn't hold onto me. "I- I was happy today"

"You were happy?" He doesn't understand what I'm trying to tell him, so he chooses to quietly listen.

"Your mother, and-and Robin they made me happy today. They healed my inner child today Harry. That's about the best way I can describe it, I never thought I was deserving of my parents' love. I don't remember the last time my mom hugged me, or Mia. Or cooked for us, or asked us about our day"

"I've wanted this, my whole life. Robin took me to his spot today, you know, by the ocean, to the bench? we spoke for hours, about nothing and about everything."