The Bucket List

Chapter 21

The Bucket List Chapter 21:

Harrys POV: After I dropped Media home I could stop smiling. I reached the guys house and walked in with a huge smile. They were all watching tv and they didn’t even noticed I entered. But I didn’t care. I was in my own world with just me and Media. I walked into my room and took off my bow tie and suit till I was in just boxers. I laid down on my bed. I was staring at my ceiling. Media. That girl drives me crazy. I think about her 24/7. Every day. Every hour. Every minute. Every second. Awake or asleep. She is beautiful. Inside and out. She makes me want to try, not to care about myself. She brings the best in me. She has those eyes that make you fall deeper and deeper till you could never get out. She has that one dimple on her left cheek and two dimples on her back that make her perfect, but she isn’t. I get butterflies when I see her. I get sparks when I touch her. I get sweaty when I am near her. Even though she is skinnier and smaller than me, she is stronger. She will be stronger than I ever will be. It kills me knowing she only has 721 days left till she is gone. Forever. No Harry don’t think like that. This will be the best two years of my life and hers too. Because I love her. I know her for a few days, but I do. I know I am moving fast, but she is different. I never felt like this before and its different. Its odd. But I like it. I hope she feels the same though. I just want to cuddle with her, hold her, protect her, and care for her as long as I live, but that will be cut short.

I reach over to my nightstand and opened the drawer. I reached deep inside and pulled out the list. I took my pen and put a check mark after, “Go on a date” the 7th one. I smiled. She doesn’t have an idea that I am doing this, but I am doing this because she deserves it. She deserves to live after 18 years of nothing. She was pretty much dead for the first 18 years, not able to experience anything. I folded the paper and put back in the drawer and turned off my light. I faced the ceiling again and whispered, “Because I love you.”