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|Chapter 23|

Fran's POV

"I can't believe her" I scoffed, causing Harry to nod.

"Let's get back to our movie, yeah?" he asked, rewrapping his arm around myself.

"Okay" I took a deep breath.

This is going to be a long night.

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"Does Leonardo just die in every movie he's in" I frowned, "like he died in titanic, blood diamond, the great Gatsby, now the departed, he just.. Likes dying"

Harry laughed, "well he's quite good at it"

"So what movie next?"

Harry pursed his lips before shrugging his shoulders. "I think I have an idea" he smirked before flipping us over and straddling my waist.

"Can't. Breath" I gasped, as he smothered me in kisses.

"I love you" he said lowly.

"Hmm?" Did I hear him correctly.

"I love you, Fran"

I blinked. "What"

He looked down at his hands before sliding off my body.

"I-I'm sorry" he stuttered. "I shouldn't have"

"Harry"

"No, I'm sorry" he whimpered before practically sprinting to his room, and slamming his bedroom door shut.

"Harry listen to me" I said banging my fists on the door.

"J-just leave! I want to be alone right now" I heard a low sob come from the opposite side of the door.

"No, Harry I won't! Open this door!"

The door slowly began to open. Revealing Harry, quickly wiping his cheeks.

"Babe" I said, pushing the door fully open and wrapping my arms around his waist. "I was just, caught off.. Guard"

"N-no I really shouldn't have, it was too soon"

I shook my head, "no it wasn't, Because.. I love you.. I do, I really do"

His eyes brightened.

"Really?" He bit his lip.

"Yes Harold" I nodded, kissing his lips deeply before shoving him to lie back on his bed.

"Now where were we" I giggled.

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"Yes! Right there" I moaned as Harry massaged my shoulders. "Mmmm"

"Feel good?" He laughed.

"Yessssss" I dragged my words. "How are you so good at this"

"I used to rub Amber-"

"Oh"

"I-I didn't"

"It's fine" I smiled, easing his nerves.

He returned my smile.
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Harry's POV

She peacefully slept beside me, her hair sprawled out, onto the pillow.

She wore my old pink Floyd shirt, that reached just mid thigh.

-3 Hours Earlier-

"I should probably get going" Fran stood up from my bed to stretch.

"Noooo" I pouted. "Stay"

She smiled, "I can't" she shook her head.

"Please" I pulled at her wrist causing her to fall on top on me.

"I don't have anything to wear"

"You can wear something of mine tonight"

"B-but"

"But what? Stay, with me" I bit my lip.

"Fine! Okay, I will" she agreed, before flopping on my bed and burying her face into the many pillows that littered the surface.

"Come" I said, getting up and strolling over to my closet.

I looked through my t-shirts before finding an old pink Floyd shirt. I smiled at the memories that went along with it.

I turned around and handed the shirt to Fran. "Wear this" I said leaving the closet for her to change.

"You don't want to watch" she joked.

"Trust me, I won't be able to stop what happens afterwards if I do" I smirked, before kissing her cheek and walking back into the living room.

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"How do I look" she said twirling around showing off the old piece of cloth.

"Perfect" I grinned, quickly picking her up and spinning her around in my arms. Both of us laughing as I almost lost my footing.

-Present-

"I love you" I said pressing a kiss to her forehead, before lying back and wrapping my around her waist, pulling her to my chest.

She snuggled closer to me.

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