Endlessly. (H.S. FF)

-5-

I never thought deeper than I had to about the sentence „live every day like it's your last".

And to be honest, I don't think that you should live like this. Because sometimes, it's important not to use the day and not to complete tasks.

But when your last day is right in front of you, you want to live like it's your last (because it is actually), right? But how could you know when it's time for that? You will never do. So stop saying those sentences. Just be happy with the fact that you can't plan when it's your last day.

flashback

„This party was great" I say when I open Harry's apartment door. He's too drunk, even to walk.

„SOOOO GOOOD" Harry almost yells. Laughing I pull his arm into the room and close the door quietly behind him.

„Wut we gunna dooooo nooow?" He looks at me like a little child, and I can't stand this look. Actually, I wanted to stay mad at him because he drunk too much, but it's just too hard to be angry at him.

„Come here" I say softly and pull him into my arms.

„U huggg so good" Harry says. First I feel very sleepy and cozy, but during our hug it's impossible not to notice that his jeans get tighter and tighter around his crotch.

I sigh. „We won't have sex now, Harry. You're drunk." My brain and my body are fighting inside of me but I try to stay serious.

„Pleeeaaaaase" he looks up at me again with this cute puppy look in his eyes. I look at the other side of his living room, otherwise I couldn't stand his statements.

Harry cuddles me tighter and tries to convince me. Of course he wins.

„Just because you're cute when you're drunk" I mumble. He's holding his arms up while screaming „THANK YOUUUU!"

One second later you find his mouth on mine and we start kissing passionately. He pushes me against the wall and let his hands going up and down on my back. With one move, Harry gets my shirt off and looks at the upper part of my body. „Oh baby" he mumbles hungrily. I am just honest if I say he's hotter than ever when he's drunk.

Our game continues, and 20 minutes later we lie down on the couch, next to each other and gasping. I look at Harry's beautiful face. „We should do this again soon."

flashback ends

I bet Harry'd have been okay with it if he had known that the end is right there. That he will leave me. That there won't be us anymore. He would have been the only one who understands it right. Just because it's the end, it doesn't mean you have to be sad about it. At least, Harry wouldn't have been sad for himself. He just would have been sad for me. That he leaves me alone. That he's got no power to change it.

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*cries* thinks again about story *cries more*

hope you like it :) the idea behind the story is to show up all the beautiful moments and situation syndey has been through with harry. i think i do it quite well :D please tell me what you think about it and what you want to have next in the story. i already wrote the 2 next parts that got pretty good i think. excited to publish them haha xx :) julia