Infinity *editing*

Chapter 11

There was a knock on my bedroom door. I got up out of Harry's arms and went to answer the door. It was Kiera and Niall.

"Hey, we were thinking that we could order some pizza as an early dinner. Is that fine?" Niall asked.

"Fine with me." I replied. "Harry, does that sound good?" I asked over my shoulder.

"Yeah sounds good." he said as he walked over to the door.

We all went downstairs, and Niall called in the pizza order. In about 15 minutes the delivery guy came with the pizza. Harry paid and then we all sat in the living area to eat, and finish watching the Twilight movies. The boys weren't to happy about that, but they were so sweet and would do whatever we wanted. It got to be around 11 o'clock. I felt bad that Harry and Niall had to drive to the hotel this late, so I offered for them to crash here for the night. They took up my offer, and then we decided to go to bed. I slumped up the stairs with Harry trailing behind. He followed me into my room. At first I was confused and thought he was going to go to the guestroom, but I was to tired to care.  I walked into the bathroom and slipped on my pjs, and walked back into my room to find Harry sitting on my bed with only his boxers on. I felt my cheeks turn red hot. Harry just looked at me and smiled. Then he got under the covers. I was just about to tell him to put some pants on, but he interrupted me.

"You're lucky. I normally don't sleep with anything on." that made me blush even more.

"Good to know." I said as I slid under the covers with him. "Goodnight Harry, I love you." I said as I closed my eyes.

"Good night, Lily. Love you to." he said. After that I just let my mind wander. I thought about Harry, I thought about me, I thought about Harry and me, which eventually led to thinking about being ready for the relationship Harry had in mind. Was I ready for that commitment? I did love Harry, I truly did, but I was to afraid to express it in the way that Harry wants. I'm just afraid of our relationship turning into only physical stuff. I want someone who will love me for who I am, and is willing to talk with me, and do other things. I know I can trust Harry, and I know he will love me, and he does. I can tell he really does. So, I think I made up my mind. I think I'm ready for the commitment. I love Harry, and nothing will change that. I'm ready.