Addicting Love

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When I was younger, I was always nervous around thunderstorms. Okay, maybe I was scared of them, but I'm never admitting that.

Anyways, I was always so scared, and I would sit in my bed all night, not getting any sleep, because the thunder was so loud and the lightening freaked me the fuck out.

Sometimes I'd sleep with Ellie, but that didn't really help.

Fred did.

When he found out about it, we were sleeping together and I jumped a little, making him chuckle, but he clued on.

I swear, the only odd nights me and Fred didn't sleep together, that's when the thunder came.

Sometimes I'd go up to her dorm and get in bed, or sometimes I'd try to stick it out because I felt bad for waking him up.

But there was this one time that I remember like it happened yesterday. And every time I think about it, I smiled.

There was a really loud thunderstorm in sixth year. Ellie and Alex were dead asleep, but I was just sitting in bed, trying to distract myself with anything, but kept failing.

Then I heard the door open and I looked over, seeing a half asleep Fred walk in. He had nothing with him. No wand, so phone. Nothing. He wasn't even wearing a shirt.

He got into bed with me, kissed my forehead, whispered 'it's okay love' and cuddled me to sleep.

He literally got out of bed, and got in mine, to make me feel better.

He's so perfect.

I don't need to worry about being alone during storms anymore though, which I really really like.

Now, I was sitting crossed legged in bed. Fred was asleep next to me and his arm was outstretched in my lap.

I was tired, but the thunder is pretty loud. Fred did get me to sleep (with fucking me, it was great) but I woke up around 3am.

I don't find storms scary anymore. I find them calming. Because I'm with Fred. It just seems like the right weather to cuddle up and barely leave bed, which is what we do, which is why I like it.

I looked away from the window and down at Freddie.

He his was turned to the side a little, facing me. His breathing was soft and shallow. I watched as his chest rose and fell a couple of times, then I looked back down at his hand, which I was holding in mine.

It's so big compared to mine. I could wrap my hand around his pinky.

He'd make a great basketball player.

Oh well, in another life.

That means I get to be a NBA wife!

With another flash of lightning, I looked back out the window. With the light staying for a couple of seconds, I could see the rain coming down hard, but you couldn't hear it on the roof.

Once the lightning was gone, I looked back at my Freddie.

God I love him.

Have you ever just looked at something and been so in love, and thought 'this is really my life. I get to live this life'. Because I think that all the damn time.

I got Freddie. No one else does. It's just me, and like him, I don't share. He's my giant. And these are my big hands with my wedding ring.

A small gust of air came from no where, and since I was naked, a few goosebumps rose up on my arms.

I leaned forward, putting a hand over Fred's crouch to hold myself up and grabbed his shirt off the ground. The same shirt I took off last night.

I sat back and pulled the white shirt on, then gasped when I realized something.