Chapter 15

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The Bucket List Chapter 15:

I woke up and checked the clock 7:30 am. Why am I up so early. I took Harry’s arms off of me. He was such a deep sleeper. I smiled. He looked peaceful, he had no worries, unlike me. I walked to my room and  grabbed my journal.

2/7/13: I had a fun day yesterday. I finally did gutter boat racing, after all the stories Charlotte used to tell me. I felt so free. I was in love with Harry, no matter how much I tried to deny it I finally realized that I did. But, I don’t think he loved me back. Even though we kissed and snuggled, he couldn’t. Maybe it was sympathy. Maybe he just felt bad. Part of me right now thinks that, but another part hopes that he feels the same way. When we kissed I felt sparks. It was my first kiss. I was in heaven. I felt great. I felt like every other girl out there that had no problems like me. I wanted to experience things like they did.

I turned to the first page, I checked off the second one, “Do gutter boat racing” and the third one “Have my first kiss.” I smiled. It’s like God wanted my last two years to be perfect, I really hope they are. I tucked the journal back under my pillow and walked back into the living room. Harry was still sleeping. He was so perfect, unlike me. He had everything, while I had nothing. He had no worries, while I had a ton. I sat right next to him and wrapped my arms around his body. He pulled me inside closer and held me tighter. I blushed. I kissed his nose. He smiled.

“Again.” He mumbled. I giggled.

“It’s time to wake up.” He groaned.

“Do we have to. It’s like 7 in the morning. Technically 8.” He chuckled. He opened his eyes to reveal his emerald green eyes. I just melt. I felt like a popsicle.

“You have beautiful eyes.” I smiled.

“Not really.” I said.

“I melt into them, they make me love you even more.” I frozen. He did too. His eyes went wide. So did mine.

“I – I – I didn’t…” Words didn’t come out of his mouth.

“Don’t worry, you didn’t mean, it just came out. Maybe you love me like a sister.” I smiled a sad smile. He took a deep breath. He shook his head.

“No, I meant it. I love you, after the short 6 day with you. You treat me different, which is good. I felt something when I first met you. I don’t know why though, then I realized I loved you, intense but yeah I do. And I understand if you don’t love me back…” I cut him off with a kiss. I pulled away.

“I love you too.” 

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