"Harry!" You cried, smothering him. "Love, what is it?" "Your foot. Harry, you're hurt, and I'm so upset, my baby's hurt!" you sobbed, crying into his chest. "Calm down sweetie, I'm fine and I'll be fine. What's your name?" He asked calmly. "N-N-Naya." you hiccuped. "Well Naya I appreciate your concern for my foot. Thank you" he kindfully replied, blushed. "You're welcome Harry, I care for you so much. You're my world. You're my everything Hazza." you said, kissing his forehead, and hugging him, rubbing his back and admiring his luscious hair and beautiful green eyes. You were sitting on his thighs facing him. "I love you Harry." you said "I love you so much. I hope you get better soon." "Thank you Naya, I love you too." Harry said, hugging you close and kissing you, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck, smelling your hair. You never thought as a fan you'd be able to connect to Harry, have him realize how much you care about him, but you did. In that moment you did, and you guaranteed yourself that Harry, the man sitting right in front of you, holding you close, protectively, in his strong arms, cared for you, the same way you cared for him. Your life was complete.
