Hi guys, Thanks to anyone who read this. It means a lot but this story isn't going anywhere so I'm going to end it here. This will be a short ending so yeah, hope you enjoy it.
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A week later Harry and I sat on my sofa looking out my wall window which had a view of the city night lights. The buildings glowed and the stars shone brightly. It was a perfect scenery. I sighed in relaxation and leaned further in to Harry.
I thought about the time I had spent with him over all these months, how we met, the small arguments and banter we would have, the way he would come over when I least expected and when he protected me from those burglars. He's done so much for me, I can only hope that I've done a lot for him too.
He laid across my sofa, our chests pressed together as my head rested just below the crook of his neck. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist, his hands tracing up and down my back. It was the most relaxing feeling ever. My right arm wrapped around his neck playing with his hair slightly while my left hand rested on his chest, holding the fabric softly. I listened to his steady heart beat, it was like a lullaby.
This was bliss.
I honestly loved this boy so much. I haven't even known him that long, well a year and a bit. But I couldn't be happier. The passion we have for each other is what drives me to keep going in life. At first I thought it was only infatuation but to think I would've met an amazing man like this, it blows my mind.
He picked me up when I crumbled and he would put me back together and every time he did a piece of him would break and he would place it in me so that when he crumbles, I'll be there to put him back together. And I did.
Being with Harry now, I couldn't imagine him not being with me for the rest of my life, even though I have spent many years with out him I still can't help but feel sad if he was taken out my life.
"Harry," I said quietly, he hummed in response.
"I love you." I whispered. In that moment I heard his heart skip a beat, I smiled to myself, loving the effect I have on him.
"I love you too, Liz." He said equally as quiet, pulling me closer, if it was even possible.
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Like i said at the top, its a short and rubbish ending. i wish i could've stayed committed to this book but i didn't and i'm sorry for that but thank you so much to whoever read this, it seriously means a lot.
~C xo.
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Passion (H.S)
FanfictionPassion (noun): a strong and barely controllable emotion towards someone/something ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ This story contains some sexual scenes and strong language Harry styles is not famous in this, nor are the other members of one direction.