Curls [H.S. A.U.]

Curls: Chapter 12

Harry

Waking up in apartment without a roommate crazily fucking his boyfriend is relaxing. Arabella is sprawled out next to me, her mouth open and her hair all over the place.

She's all mine.

God I love her. I even love when she burps louder than me or changes in half the time I do. There's nothing I hate about her. Sure she takes up more than half the bed when we sleep and when it comes to food I'm always second in line, but what's love without sacrifice?

"Hazza," she whines as she awakens for the first time today. I chuckle and kiss the back of her shoulder.

"Right here, baby." Her eyes remain shut but she smiles at the information. The quilt is pushed off of both of us as she stands up. I watch her dig through a pile of dirty clothes.

She comes back to the bed with a smile and a box with a giant green bow. "Happy anniversary, Haz."

Her present from me arrived in the mail earlier, since it's around one thirty in the afternoon already. The woman I get to call mine called off work today for me, for us. We slept in and now I wake up to opening presents.

Inside the box is a pair of new black Toms along with tickets to see The Purge.

The Purge doesn't come out until next week. And these tickets are for tomorrow, Halloween. I stare at her, elated but confused. She couldn't have gotten tickets on short notice. This was planned.

I touch the tickets, they're real. This is real. My girlfriend got us tickets to The Purge premiere.

"How--?"

"I pulled some strings so you could see the movie you've been ranting about since the trailer came out," she giggles. She's pulled into my arms in a second.

"Your turn," I smile. I grab the present I bought for her and hand it open. Tears pool in her eyes immediately. She touches the top softly, feeling the marble.

Her jaw drops when she opens it. When my girl wants makeup, she'll get makeup. Her head shakes side to side in disbelief. "You didn't."

"But I did."

"Move in with me," she blurts. I look at her startled. Did she just ask me to move in with her? She actually beat me to is. Her cheeks flame up. She strokes her present before setting it down to receive a small key from under her pillow. "I know you probably want me to move in with you but listen to me. I live alone in a two bedroom apartment. You have two roommates, it only makes sense for you to move here than me bring myself and two dogs to an apartment that already has two others livin--."

"Shut up, honey," I snap. She giggles at my wild eyes. I swoop down and press my entire body onto hers. "Fuck yes, fuck yeah I'll move in with you, on one condition." She raises an eyebrow but asks me to continue talking. "We have dinner with your family tonight."

"Okay. . . If that's all you want that's fine." She launches herself into my arms, making us both tumble off the bed. We crack up in laughter at the loud thump and the barking dogs. "We're doing this. We're moving in together."

"After dinner."

"After dinner."