Forced To Be With Him 24/7

Chapter 69

Harry's POV

"Wanna hear one?" I ask thinking about the one I wrote with Ed. Its a more upbeat one, similar to his song 'The Man' on the x album.

She silently nods, still tears flowing out onto her cheeks.

"One day you'll meat a girl who will talk about the world as if she's lived a thousand lives and she'll see things in such a different perspective that you'll question everything you know. She'll describe everything in words you've never heard but they sound so beautiful coming out of her mouth that you'll look them up and start using them yourself. She'll be curious and have the wonder of a child and the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat' will take on a new meaning when people tell her things she doesn't wanna hear and it makes her heart break in half so you end up holding her and picking up the pieces." I sing to her and smile at the situations similarity. She is no longer crying so I keep on singing.

"She'll bring out a passion in you that no one knew you had and she'll make you feel something you've never felt. She'll hide her face when you see her with her hair up and no makeup and your voice will catch on your throat because she looks like the most beautiful woman in the world. She'll act a little crazy and ignite fire in your bones that burns so bad it makes you want to run for your life." I finish and she looks at me with glossy eyes.

"What is it called?" She asks, her voice low, small hands shivering as they hold onto my chest.

"Lex." I say and she smiles, I love that nickname.

At least I managed to stop her to cry. Taking a bullet would hurt less than seeing her cry.

"Want to hear another one?" I ask and she smiles. This one is a slower one, one I wrote with Chris with only a guitar in the back.

"Don't. Don't you fucking dare. Stare at her even if she's so bright it burns, hold her close even though you are terrified that if you touch her the wrong way she'll break.

Kiss. Kiss her so hard that you see stars, trace the scars that litter her body, do not let her be ashamed. She makes you feel vulnerable, and it will scare the living hell out of you. You're not used to being out of control, let the new experience teach you lessons. It won't make you a hero to leave because you think you'll break her, you are doing her no favors by killing something that hasn't yet been brought to life. So do not run. Do not run away from what scares you because you have the potential to be so much more than a coward who breaks her heart. Love her for as long as the universe allows, because if you don't I swear you'll regret it." I finish and Alex is not shivering anymore. She looks up at me with trembling lips as I wait for a reaction.

"What's this called?" She asks as she places her cold lips on the skin on my neck.

"I knew." I say and she smiles. These songs mean so much to me and to see her react like this makes me proud of what I did.

"Did you know?" She asks suddenly. I can see her eyes pooling with tears. As I sit her on my lap and her tiny body gets lost in my jacket, I can feel the love I have for her drip down onto my fingertips. I don't have any words to describe what this feels like.

Its as if I could, I would sink her into my chest just so she wouldn't ever get hurt or ever cry like this. Because when she cries like this, lips trembling, eyes small and body shaking with sobs, I feel as if someone is ripping me apart from the inside. I feel my own lungs shrinking and my stomach flipping upside down. Thats why I hold her even tighter and place my lips on her forehead before I answer, ready to do anything to stop her pain.

"Know what?" I ask as I start to rub her hair and back. If I didn't knew that we had to get this settled here in order for her to move on, I'd grab her and take her to the nearest place with a heater but we have to get this over with right here, not in our home.