"You can let it go
You can throw a party full of everyone you know
And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love
You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up"
When 20 year old Matilda moved down to London after growing up qu...
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29/10/17
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Harry
Seeing Matilda happy is all I ever wanted her to be and to know that she was heartbroken as I made the mistake of not letting her know my plans to meet Abby. I wish I could wipe the pain that ached across her expression when I saw her leaving the coffee shop with Izzy. No matter how hard I try not to beat myself up over it, I will. She didn't deserve to think that I was cheating on her even though we are not together. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me in the last four months and I can't make the mistake of losing her.
It's been a week since that has happened and since we have talked yet I've been distant. She walked in on me crying but I thought she would be out longer than she was catching up with her sister. I could tell that she was hurt when I saw her. She wouldn't look at me; she looked like she hadn't slept in those few days that we were apart. She looked broken. I did that to her and just seeing that glimpse into that kind of Matilda makes my heart shatter. I will never do that to her not again, not ever.
Taking a deep breath as I woke from the slumber that I was in. As my arms go around her waist pulling her closer to me not wanting to feel empty. I need her no matter where I go.
"Morning" She grumbles out half asleep with her eyes still shut, not wanting to wake up and face the reality of leaving her sister in the place they both used to call home.
"Morning baby. You ready to get on the road?" I ask her as I whisper in her ear while placing kisses as a way of how much she means to me. There's never a time in the last few days when I haven't been by her side because of the fear that she's gonna slip through my fingers.
"I don't wanna leave her again" I hear her whisper knowing that she's trying to keep her tears at bay.
"I know baby but she has a life here and you have a life in London. Just say the word and I will drive you up here so you can see her again." Bringing her a sense of comfort as I explained that I have no problem in travelling up to her hometown just so she can see her again, I gently glided my fingers up and down her arm.
"Thank you, Harry." She spoke slightly above a whisper.
Not wanting her to focus on the fact that we are leaving soon I pull her closer to me with my arm around her waist and press kisses on her neck. I hear her let out a breath in enjoyment and whimper when I nibble on the sweet spot under her ear. Smiling at the reaction that I have received I feel her squirm underneath my touch.
Rolling her so her back is on the mattress I hover over her as we blissfully stare at me with a glimpse of emotion that I can not put a name to. Feeling a need to connect our lips I lean down feeling her hands go in my hair wanting to take whatever this is going to lead to, slowly. Feeling her lips against mine is a feeling that I could never describe like she takes my words away leaving me breathless. Closing my eyes as we both kiss slowly but getting distracted as my phone starts ringing.
