The Story of Us

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-I think the orange tulips would go better with the tables.-

-I don't know. I think the roses bring out the room.- Mine and Harry's mum were fighting over flowers. Not just over that. The cake, the venue, the music... Everything.

-Doesn't anyone care what I think?! What I want?- I sighed. -It's my wedding.-

-You're right. It is your wedding.- Anne murmured. -I'm just so excited. I can't believe my baby boy is getting married.-

-The wedding's not in at least another 2 years. He's 19, I'm 18. It's to early. Besides, you can't even decide on what language will it be.  There's enough time to deal with everything.- I stopped. -He's not here. And if we're going to do this, I want to do it right.-

-Look at you.- my mom glanced at me from top to bottom. -Dramatising over your wedding. I remember how I felt on my wedding day like it was yesterday.-

-I'm not dramatising... I just miss him. I haven't seen him in three months.- There were so many rumours about him dating models, that in couldn't even name them all. It didn't matter, though. I knew they weren't true. I just wish other people did too...

My phone scared me, but I blushed when I realised it was a text from him.

"For every day, I miss you. For every hour, I need you. For every minute, I want you. Forever, I love you." Just then I realised it was the middle of the night where he is right now.

"I miss you too... But, that doesn't change the fact that you're not next to me right now." I replied. He maybe was on the other part if the world right now, but I felt as he was right there next to me.

-Harry?- Anne asked while standing and inch away from my shoulder.

-Yes.- I looked at the table cloth samples in her hand. My phone started ringing.

-Hello, Harry!-

-Babe, are you okay?- I wasn't. I missed him so much. And he heard it in my voice.

-I miss you.- I gasped. In that moment the doorbell rang.  -Hold up, there's someone at the door.- I got up from the living room floor, and dragged myself to the hallway. I slowly opened the door.

A pair of green eyes were looking at me.

-Hi.- he said to his phone.  His smile was the most precious thing in the world for me. And now I was looking at it.  -Don't I at least deserve a hug?- I was speechless. I dreamed about seeing him after all this time, and now I don't know what to do. My hands jumped on his neck, and I started kissing him. He wrapped my legs around his waist, so I perfectly fit in his arms.

-How?- I whispered.

-There was an accident in Chicago, so we had to post pone the show. We got a few days off, and I wanted to spend them with you. He kissed me, letting me taste him again after all this time.  His curls were tickling me while he was stepping inside the house, pushing me against a wall.

-Ahm...- I opened my right eye, but my lips were still focused on him. -Aham...- my mother repeated, this time a bit louder. Just then I realised that our mums were sitting on the sofa with a wedding scrapbook in their hands, watching me sucking Harry's face. He slowly let me go from his strong grip.

-Sorry...- he rose his ashamed look from the floor and smirked. -I had no idea you were here.-

-Thank God we were.- Anne continued. -Who knows what would happen if we weren't.-

-I know.- I quietly added.  My mum rolled her eyes, and went to the kitchen.

-I missed you, baby.- I heard Anne and Harry's conversation from the kitchen.