Destiny {h.s}

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                                                                                 Olivia's POV

We sat in the warm bathtub together, just enjoying each others presence. It's nice to have Harry finally be here after these past two weeks of him being gone, and the fact that he was sweet enough to surprise me with all this after a long day at work just makes me love him even more.

I really want to tell Harry that I love him, but I have never said those words to anybody before in my entire life except my parents. I have never felt this way with any man I have dated before, and no boyfriend has ever treated me this well either. With all the hate now being sent my way I feel constantly under pressure. But right now, while I'm here sitting in this bathtub in between Harry's legs with his arms wrapped firmly around me, this is my safe place. Harry is my safe place.

"I have a great day planned for us tomorrow." Harry said to me while gently rubbing my body with a washcloth. I never noticed until now just how thin I really have gotten from not eating until now. I need to reign it in....

"I can't do anything tomorrow, I have to work." I said, explaining the obvious. How does Harry expect me to spend the day with him it's only Tuesday. I have to go to work.

"No you don't. I talked to your boss, Miss Krystal isn't it? I told her I was going to be in town the rest of the week, and she is letting you have it off. No more work yay!" Harry said excitedly. He is the sweetest person I have ever met! I can't believe he did this for me. A little vacation was exactly what I needed, how did he know?

"Oh my God! Really? Oh, thank you so much Harry! You are amazing! Time off is exactly what I was needing! How did you know?" I ask completely amazed by how he knows me so well. Even though Harry and I have not been dating long he and I both surprisingly know each other well. We can always tell when one another is having a rough day or if they need a pick me up. It's like a 6th sense with us.

"I know when my baby girl needs me. I'll always be there for you, Olivia." Harry says to me. He places his chin on shoulder.

This is a perfect moment right here. With the glow around the room that the candles are producing, is extremely romantic. It helps I'm here sharing it with the perfect man. I sit in the warm bathtub with Harry and gently run my hand up and down his arm. Goose bumps rise on his skin despite us the fact we are still sitting in warm water.

"You're amazing." I say quietly still running my hand up and down Harry's arm, observing the effect me just touching him has on his flesh. It has the same effect on his skin that him touching me has on my skin. It amazes me how that happens to both of us. Even from the first day we met his touch has had a burning effect on me. It's like a drug, I just need more.  I can't help myself, Harry is addictive.

After a while of bathing together we finally decide to get out of the tub. Harry hands me a towel and I wrap myself in the fresh smelling, clean cloth. I look up at Harry to see he is already staring at me.

"What?" I ask smiling.

"Nothing." Harry says cheekily.

"Tell me." I say laughing a little. I will keep asking until he tells me and Harry knows it.

"It's just that I'm not sure how I got so lucky by being.....with.....you." Harry says shyly. I have never seen him like this really. Usually Harry is so confident around everybody, including me.

I walk up closer to Harry and wrap my arms around his neck and gently kiss his neck. I lean up to Harry's ear and whisper. "I think I'm definitely the lucky one." I unwrap myself from around Harry's neck and walk into my bedroom.

I lay on my bed, my towel still wrapped around my body. Harry comes over and lays next to me on the mattress. I should tell Harry I love him. Tomorrow I will do it. I don't want to ruin the perfect evening Harry has put together for me tonight. What if Harry doesn't say it back? What if it's to soon?

I don't think I could live if Harry told didn't say it back tomorrow. That would be an unbelievable heartbreak that I would never comeback from. I would probably end up quitting my job and moving back to Ohio. There would be to many memories of us doing things together here. I would die. My life would be over and I would never love anybody ever again. I would probably end up a crazy squirrel lady living in some park. I might end up getting that fish I was telling Ed about after all.

The rest of the night was just as perfect as the beginning. It consisted of Harry and I eating and laughing in the kitchen together, one of my favorite pass times. Later we made love in the romantic glow of my bedroom. I love Harry so much, I know that for a fact. Now it is just a matter of telling him. I hope he says it back....