Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing

"And I Love You..."

(MY COMPUTER HATES ME! Also just wanted to say I personally want to love Janissa! Thank you. ;) )

~Harry~

Her head laid peacefully on my chest as her arm was wrapped around my waist. Our legs were tangled together, and I loved the soft feeling of her skin. It wasn't oily, and it wasn't dry. It was perfect, like she is. I miss us being like this, all of this stupid lovey dovey crap. I missed us not fighting, and I am glad that this fighting shit is over. I'm not soldier that our results came back negative, more relieved than anything.

As I am lost in though, my fingers became lost in her hair. Soft moans falling from her lips as I rub against her scalp. She should usually do this to me until I fell asleep, but I think that all of the stress from worrying has taken a toll on her. When she came here, she did not look like she normally does. Then again I didn't either. Her skin was pale, probably from the lack of outdoors. Her eyes were puffy and red, which broke my heart. She also didn't put much work into her appearance, her clothing was tattered, her hair in a sloppy bun.

I snap out of my thoughts when a small creak came from my door. Looking over, Jess waddles in the room with his small teddy bear. The small bear was brown with a white nose, but that's not what caught my attention. His bear had small rips and tears all over him, but yet, Jess treated him like gold. Maybe that's how Janissa sees me, broken and fucked up, but still worth her time. Am I worth her time?

"Hey bud, what are you doing awake?"

I watched as he wiped the sleep from his eyes, my own scanning over the clock.

"Bud, it's three in the morning. Go back to bed."

He just sent me a small smile, and his eyes darted to the small, sleeping figure in my arms and his smile widened. Before I knew it, his body was cuddled into my side as well as Janissa. His head was layed on my stomach while Janissa's was cuddled into my neck, her arm wrapped around my waist.

The next time I opened my eyes was around six when my phone began ringing. I was just going to ignore it until Janissa slapped my arm telling me if I don't answer the phone, dot dot dot. As well as Jess protesting along side her.

I reached over, grabbing my phone with one hand, wiping the sleep from my eyes with the other. The number wasn't saved into my phone, meaning I didn't know whoever was calling me. It is to early to deal with society, but I decide to answer anyways since Janissa and Jess had already practically kicked me out of my own bed. Jess was now cuddled into Janissa the way that he was cuddled into me.

"Hello?" I answer, my voice evident with sleep. Before I leave the room, I slip on a pair of joggers, and head down-stairs to make us all breakfast.

"Harold?" A voice boomed over the phone. The voice was obviously a man's voice, and it was all to familiar.

"Why are you calling me?" I complain. They had no right to be call me, not after what happened with Janissa. He must be crazy.

"I know this is strange, but-"

"Strange? How the fuck did you even get my number?"

Shuffling could be heard from upstairs, before a very sleepy Janissa squabbled downstairs.

"Listen, don't contact me again."

I didn't want Janissa getting hurt again because honestly, I don't know how much more she could take.

"Who was that?" Her arms were wrapped around my waist, and her head on my chest. I didn't have the heart to tell her that her father just called, most likly looking for her, but I also didn't want her to be mad at me, because I know I would eventually tell her.

"Um, it was your father, Janissa." Her grip was now stronger against me. She didn't say a single word, but instead just stood there almost like a statue. My arms automatically wrapped around her expecting the tears to come, only they didn't.

"I don't want to see him Harry." She whispered into my bare chest. I hushed her, and placed a soft kiss in her hair. I didn't want to let go of her, and I didn't plan on it. "Harry, I mean it." She whispered. I nodded my head in understanding.

"Let's make some food. Yeah?" I give her nose a small peck before pulling away towards the fridge. I placed multiple things on the counter: eggs, milk, orange juice, and bacon. Janissa loved bacon.

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I ended up burning the eggs due to Janissa thinking it was okay to rush around looking for clothes in nothing but her bra and panties. Not cool. It took a bit longer than usual to remake all of the eggs, because I had to cook them on low while looking only at the pan. She tried getting my attention, but I brushed it off because she was lying about having clothes on and I did not feel like remaking all of eggs.

Jess was woken up, dressed, and was now downstairs with the rest of us. We all ate our food while laughing at some of the stupid things that were said. Meanwhile, I found out Jess is allergic to Orange juice. He gets itchy and icky, was how he described it to me.

After we ate, I dropped Jess off at school, and returned home to Janissa laying on the couch reading. Not saying a word, I lay my body on top of hers, my head on her stomach.

"Well, hello to you to." She smiles, closing her book. I let out a groan, looking into her beautiful eyes. 

"I love your eyes." I whisper to her, watching her drop my eye contact, and tangling her fingers through my hair.

"And I love you..." I whisper, hoping that she doesn't freak out. Is it to early to say that? I mean I have been in love with her for years now, but is it to early for her to hear it. I really hope not.

"I love you, too." Her voice was faint, but still audible. I couldn't help the stupid smile that was plastered on my lips.

"Really?"

She nodded, now it was her turn to kiss my hair. 

"Hey, only I can do that!" I protest.

"Well, then, kiss me because I have to go to the daycare."

And with that, my lips crashed to hers, as I felt her legs wrap around my waist.

(Sucky filler but Wey Hey!!!!!!!!!!!!)