Me, My Ballet Shoes And You [BoyxBoy]

#CHAPTER 50

"Oh gosh it feels good to be home!" I said, stretching my arms and inhaling the smell. My parents laughed. "Do you want some tea?" My mum asked. I nodded. "Thank you." I went upstairs to go in my bedroom. I opened the door and stopped when I saw his dad covered with blood. I stumbled backwards. "Hey, babe. You're Ok." Harry said, catching me and holding me tight. I pointed at the bedroom and tried to form words. I was terrified. "Nothing's there. Babe, it's Ok. I'm here. No one will hurt you. No one's in your bedroom." I hugged him tight. We walked in slowly. "I'm sorry." I said. "You shouldn't be. Things happen for a reason. I love you and nothing or no one will contradict me, Ok?" I nodded. He pressed his lips against mine gently. I kissed him back, putting my hand on his face. "Honey, here you go." My mother came in the room but didn't see we were kissing. "Harry, I made you some tea too." He thanked her. She left. I started sipping my tea. "Scot?" I looked at him and nodded. "What did you see?" He asked. I didn't want to tell him. My breathing was quickening. A tear fell from my eye. "I... I saw your d..dad covered with blood." I answered with a shaky voice. I couldn't read what he was feeling. A tear fell out of his eye. I whipped it off and said "I'll be fine. As long as somebody's with me, I'll be fine." I put down the tea and kissed him. He kissed me back. He brought me closer to him until I was on his laps, without braking off the kiss. I rested my forehead on his. "Nothing will brake us apart. Nothing will brake you into millions of pieces and same with me." He said. I got off of him and we drank our tea in silence. "Well I better go." He said getting up. And worry and fear washed out my body. "Why?" I blunted out. "I mean Ok. I'll walk you to the door." He chuckled. We walked to the door. I didn't want him to leave. I was to scared. I knew that if he was here, nothing would happen to me. "Can you stay?" I asked. He looked worried. "What's wrong babe?" I smiled a bit. I bent my head down and mumbled "I'm scared." His eyes widened. "Of course I will stay. You're safe. Don't worry. I'm here." He said pecking my cheek. What is happening to me? Why am I scared of someone when I never was? We walked back up to my bedroom. I sighed as I sat on the bed. "You don't have to stay? I'll be Ok." I said. "I'll be Ok." I repeated. I didn't know if I was reassuring myself or him. "No. I'll stay. You're scared Scot. I'll stay right here, with you." I nodded. "Thank you." He smiled and kissed me. The kiss was passionate and deep. He laid me down on the bed,not stopping the kiss. His lips trailed my neck softly. "The door." I said. He understood. He went to lock it. He came back to me and kissed me. My hands slid down to his T-shirt. I touched his torso before removing the T-shirt. I felt his hands go through my T-shirt and take it off. He kissed me down to my torso and came back to my lips. I could feel him smile which made me smile. He trailed down my neck, then down to my torso. He stopped at the hem of my jeans. He unbuckled my belt. I felt myself being nervous and I don't know why I was. He pulled my trousers down and I kicked them off with my feet. He came back to my lips. My hands went to unbuckle his jeans and pull them down. We went into the cover and I turned the light off. I just knew he was smiling. And I was too. I felt him pull my boxers down and take me in. "Aah." I moaned. My hands were in his blond long hair. "You like that?" He said with a sexy voice and a smirk. "What happens if I say no?" I was smirking at him. He took me in harder and I moaned. "This happens." He answered kissing me on the torso. He pulled his boxers down. "Then I think I hate it." He smirked and kissed my lips again. I bit his lower lip gently and turned him over. I started kissing his torso and neck. I reached out for the condoms under my bed. I kissed his lips again. I entered him. "Aah." We were both moaning. As I went harder he screamed. "Sorry." I said. "It's fine. I liked it." I grinned. "Aah." We moaned before releasing. We were breathing heavily. I laid beside him. "It felt good to feel one again." He said. I chuckled and agreed. He was caressing my chest, just where my tattoo was. "And we would have thought I was the tattoo strong muscled guy, but I guess it's cliché now." He smiled. "Yeah. Well, I would do anything for you. And you will always be scripted in my heart. I love you Harry, more than you think." I knew I warmed his heart. He couldn't speak and had tears in his eyes. "Gosh! You're making me cry." He said chuckling. "I love you more than I love anyone and I never felt this way before. I can't wait to get married so I can tell you my vows and you're gonna cry, babe." I blushed. "Well I can't wait to be your husband and to have kids. They'll be just like you. I want to do everything with you, Harry. I want to kiss you like no other, to make love to you until dawn comes, to love you until death tares us apart."