Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

I wake up bare on top of Harry to find him smiling down at me. The ache is still present and noticeable in my bones but the pounding in my heart makes me forget as I lock eyes with Harry. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you look in the morning?" I laugh softly with a rising blush in my cheeks but he continues. "With your cheeks rosy from sleep, eyes tired and awake all at once, your hair a beautiful mess on top of your head, you radiate beauty darling, and maybe it's the sleep in me talking or the way the sun is hitting your skin right now or maybe I've never had the guts to tell you but I've never been so enchanted by a girl before. And I never expected a girl even half as stunning and pure as you to even give me the time of day."

And maybe it was the way he looked at me as if nothing else in the world matter, or the way his morning voice sent shivers down my spine, maybe the way the grey sheets looked against his tan skin or the sunlight making his eyes shine, but I was getting attached, and fast too. There was no stopping my steady decent as I fell for Harry, but as long as he was at the bottom ready to catch me I would no longer try and stop it. His words left me swooning as I set my head back on his chest, suddenly feeling almost faint. "Baby girl we're gonna be happy, I'll make it happen, blood sweat or tears, rain or shine, your happiness is a priority love." I wrap my arms around his torso. "You've got to have a life too Harry, your happiness should be your top priority," I say as if his happiness wasn't the most important thing to me.

"Tell me you don't feel the same way and I will," he pulls me up to his face, whispering the words that leave me breathless. "I'd never lie to you," the words leave my mouth as a whisper and Harry smirks, kissing me deeply not a second later. It was odd, kissing him while neither of us were clothed, but the moment had a certain innocence and trust that I had never experienced before. "Be mine," he says against my lips and I almost gasp for air. "I've never belonged to someone before." Harry sits up smiling, me situated comfortably by his side. "You've never had a relationship before," I look down and blush, nodding in confirmation. "Everyone has a first for everything, I just find it weird that this could be a first for both of us," my heart speeds up as I look at him, he'd never been in a relationship?

"So, is that a yes?" I nod again and hug him, his laugh echoing through the room as he falls back and wrap his arms around me. "I'll be by your side every second you need me love. And now, if someone is getting to close to you I can introduce myself properly, as your boyfriend." I blush and lean up to look at him. "And if anyone tries to hurt you I can introduce myself as your girlfriend before punching them in the mouth," his smile is wide and beautiful, leaving me with an equally large smile on my face. "That's what I'm counting on," he kisses me while sitting up, bringing my body with him in his arms as he stands.

"Time to get ready for class my little munchkin," I glare up at him at his joke about my size, my height never something that bothered me until I couldn't reach to top shelf at the grocery stores. He pats my bum lightly as I go to my bag to get clothes and I squeal lightly, turning around over my shoulder to glare at him. I get dressed quickly while he sits in just his boxers. My hand is encased in his and my body pulled to stand between his knees. His lips meet the skin on my neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin in his path. "Gotta make sure everyone knows who's got you," my fingers come up to grace the stinging marks scattered across my neck and collar bones. "This'll help too," his fingers hold the pendant of my necklace delicately as a blush comes to my cheeks.

After a moment of comfortable silence, I find myself leaving the same marks across Harry. A smirk covers his face when my eyes meet his again, happiness clear in his features. "I'm so glad you're comfortable with me Harry," my hands are sat on his shoulder, my thumbs gently rubbing over the skin beneath them in habit. He blushes and pulls me to his body in a large hug, his arms holding me tight as I let his scent fill my senses. Everything about Harry makes me fell safe, and wanted, something that was alien to me before him. We separate and he gets dressed as I do my hair and makeup quickly.

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