Rain ~ h.s. (au)

Chapter 93

hello dear readers, here it is -> the new chapter

we're so close to the end and I'm kinda depressed about it..anyway enjoy

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Christine's POV

I look towards Harry's calm body on the bed, tangled in sheets as he peacefully sleeps, just lying there on his stomach. A smile immediately comes on my face and I try to suppress a laugh when I notice his mouth are a little opened and his hair covered most of his face.

I tug on his shirt I am wearing as I nervously pace in this small room. When I woke up, it was about eight and I've been awake for three hours, walking from one wall to another. I'm worried. I know I should properly use every second I have left with him, but I just can't enjoy knowing that he'll be in jail in just two days. This feeling inside of me hurts. It burns my insides and I can feel my heart ache every time I just think about it. It feels like there's at least thousand arrows thrown at my heart, slowly tearing it apart.

It feels like red hot coal is placed in my chest, and it glows and burns my heart at the same time, and I know it won't cool quickly like a coal in usually does in water, but it will stay and throb and torture me in all my walking hours and it'll stay like this for a long, long time. Burning me and making me suffer until I know there's nothing holding Harry and I to finally be happy.

I should never go and see him that day. I should have never come and look for him in that stupid gym. I should never follow him to his flat and make love with him. I should have never fall this hard. The fact is, I've fallen for him when I was a young teenage girl. In four years without him, I've risen on my feet again, ready for something new. But, then he came into my life and knocked all the air in my lungs, knocking me on the ground again. 

I love him in so many ways, so many unhealthy ways. When we're together, it feels like the whole universe is against us, constantly trying to put something between us and make us go away from each other. But, here we are; always fighting back like two rebellious children trying to prove their point. 

"Babe?" his sleepy voice speaks up, bringing me back to this horrible reality, and I turn around to face him. He's lying on his back now, the sheets covering the bottom half of his body while one of his arms is spread wide across the bed and the other one is up as his head is rested on his hand. I smile at him, pushing every bad though to the back of my mind as I keep on telling myself to spend every second with him, laughing and creating new memories. 

"Yeah?" I ask walking towards the bed and I sit at the end of the bed and put the disobedient strand of my hair behind my ear. I hear the bed croak and I turn my head to Harry, just to see him sitting as his lips curve up into a smirk.

"Is that my shirt?" he asks and I laugh, without a reason really. I just want to replace the bad thoughts with his and my laughter. Okay, that is a reason. 

As I reach out to push Harry's shoulder, he catches my arm, wrapping his large fingers around my wrist, and he pulls me towards him, making me squeak in surprise. I climb myself on the bed and afterwards scoot my body closer to his and I pull my knees up as I bury my face into his neck. 

"Are we playing a question game now?" I murmur, my voice sounding deep since my lips are pressed against the skin of his neck. He laughs and I feel his throat vibrating under my lips which immediately makes me laugh too. 

"No matter how fucking sexy you look in it, you know you'll have to give it back to me. I can't walk around half naked." he chuckles at the end of his sentence and presses a kiss on my forehead. His hand slides behind my back and he pulls my body on his as he lays down on the bed again and I giggle when my hair covers his face, making him laugh.