Through the Enlightenment (Harry Styles)[Bk.3]

51. Fault

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Elizabeth's POV

"Hey baby, are you ready yet?" Harry asks as he walks into the kitchen.

"Uh, no." I blush, mid chew, holding my bagel in my right hand; still dressed in my pajama shorts and plain white t-shirt. Harry smiles, making his way over to me dressed in his usual attire except wearing for the white converse covering his feet. 

"Already craving food?" He teases.

"Want some?" I ask, grinning up at him.

"Yes, I do." He grins, wrapping both arms around me lifting me off the floor pressing his lips to mine. I giggle, once he sets me down on my feet, my head still spinning at his sudden sweet gesture of affection. Harry chuckles taking a bite out of my bagel.

"Did you sleep last night?" I ask taking another bite before feeding him the last piece of bagel.

"Yeah." He nods while chewing. "However, I do want to apologize for my silly behavior yesterday."

I frown. "It's not silly,Harry. You have a right to feel scared and doubtful." Harry stares at me looking unsure.

"Harry." I say placing my hands on his cheeks, before letting them fall onto his shoulders. "You are an amazing man. You defy your own nature just to be good. You do whatever you can to keep the people around you happy and if that isn't enough proof that you are remarkable then I have no clue what is."

"It's okay to reach a tipping point Harry. Everyone does." I shrug. "But I'm here. For better or for worse remember?"

Harry lips pull into a small smile. "Together forever, through all odds, until death due us part."

"Precisely." I nod before kissing him. I close my eyes placing my hands on his cheeks to pull him closer making him smile. I giggle, as his lips capture mine again.

It's moments like these, not just when I'm kissing him, but when we overcome things that I think we are special. Yes, every couple in the world thinks they are which is fantastic but there is just something about us that makes our bond different from theirs. It's not that we live in a supernatural life it something else but whatever it is I'm glad we have it because I wouldn't want my love with Harry to be any other way.

Harry gives my hand a reassuring squeeze as we stood outside of Mr. Heartwood's office. I look at him with an anxious expression; as much as I want to solve this I always have an immense fear when we are trying to investigate things out.

"Go on, love." Harry encourages. I nod and bring my hand up, hitting my knuckles against the hardwood door.

"Come in." Mr. Heartwood calls out a moment after. I grab the doorknob clicking the door open stepping inside. I glance up and my eyes at meet with Mr. Heartwood.

"Elizabeth, hello love." He smiles before his eyes turn over to Harry as he closed his book setting it down on the side of his desk.

"Harry." Mr. Heartwood mutters with a nod.

"Harry called me earlier briefing me over on the situation." Mr. Heartwood says making his way over wrapping his arms around me. "Congratulations."

"Thank you." I reply as he pulls away. "So now I assume you know as to why we are here."

"Yes." He nods. "But I'm sorry I can't help you."