Part 19

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The smell of bacon awoke me from my somewhat deep sleep. The sun was crepping through Harry's curtins, causing me to cover my face with his pillow. Relaxing a little at the smell of his cologne, and strawberry shampoo.

I could feel the side of the bed dip as Harry sat down.

"Jade, I made some breakfast. Would you like some?" He asked in a soft, warm voice like I was a a small child.

I nod, into the pillow ignoring the mother voice he used. He probably thinks I'm still upset about last night. And I guess I kinda am, but a part of me isn't.

"Here, eat." Harry demanded handing me the plate with eggs, bacon, and some toast.

"Thank you." I smiled taking the plate. "Again I'm sor-" but Harry was quick to cut me off.

"Don't. It's fine." Harry assured me knowing I was gonna say sorry for last night.

The room was quite, but not awkward it was peaceful. Harry sat beside me eating his breakfast with me. Every now and than I could feel his eyes on me, causing me to think about last night, and the things that were said.

"Harry di-did you mean what you said last night?" I ask breaking the silences.

"Which part are we talking about?" I debated if I should actually ask him, but I had to know.

"do you actually love me?" I couldn't look at him when I asked. But I felt him move closer to me.

"Yes Jade, I love you." Harry smiled placing his fingers under my chin, making me look at him.

In his eyes I knew he meant what he said. He did love me I could feel it when he talked to me, I could feel it when looked at me, and I could feel it when he touched me.

"I have to go to work I'll drop you off at your dorm OK?" I nod, watching him walk to the bathroom, even though I wasn't looking in the corner of my eye I could see him undressing.

I never really paid attention to Harrys' tattoos before now. He was covered in them, like a sketch book. Each tattoo meaning something, telling a story that I wanna know.

The thought got me out of Harry's bed and into the bathroom. Undressing and joining him.

Harry turned at the sound of the glass shower door opening. He let his eyes wander my naked body, but didn't stare. I moved closer to him, letting the water run down my body.

The warmth of the water filled me, I could feel Harry move closer to me. Wrapping his arms around me.

"God, I love you Jade." He whispered, pulling me closer, kissing my wet hair. "Do you love me?"

That questions has alway scared me. I've only felt this way with one other guy, Jack. But I wasn't sure if it was love.

I turned around to face Harry, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down so our lips could meet.

It felt like forever since we last kissed, our lips hungry for each others. I let my fingers tangle in his wet hair, as the water ran down us.

Harry ran his tongue along my bottom lip asking for access, which I gladly gave. Letting our tongues explore each others mouths.

I could kiss Harry's sweet lips forever if we didn't need air.

"You're so, so beautiful." Harry smiled leaning his head against mine.

"So are you." I whispered, pecking his lips. It felt amazing to just stand in his arm knowing I was loved, and wanted by someone.

"No. You're beautiful Jade, inside and out." He sighed, reaching behind me to get the shampoo. Putting some in his hand and gently rubbing it into my hair.

I did the same to him having a bit of trouble since he is so much taller than me.

"I have to get to work. Finish up and I'll drop you off." I nod, giving him about quick peck before he left the shower.

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The ride back to my dorm was quite, and comfortable. Everything with Harry was easy.

"Have a good day at work." I smile, giving him a small kiss on the cheek before getting out of his car.

As soon as I got out of Harry's car I could feel someone's eyes on me. In a creepy, cold way.

"Jade!" I turn around to see Ryan running towards me.

"What happened last night? You kinda just dissappear." He laughed walk along side me to my dorms building.

"She had a fun time with her new man." Jacks cold words made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

"Fuck off." I sneer turning around so fast to face him, it made him take a step back.

"What are you gonna do?" He questioned, eye brows raised.

I didn't even think twice before my fits came in contact with his nose. All I could see was red, and it felt
amazing.

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