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Part 43

I nuzzled my head in his neck as he spun me around in his arms. "Harry, put me down. I need to tell you something." I said, giggling. "What is it, princess?" He asked, not letting me go. "Since you're not putting me down, I'll just say it now." I responded, wrapping my legs around his waist. He looked at me waiting for a reply.

"I think trust is one of the most important things in a relationship. And this time I've trusted you unconditionally. And I'll keep on doing it because I know you'll always tell me the truth. But I need to know if you'll do the same. That you'll trust me the same way I trust you, Harry. I'm falling in love with you and I need to know this before it's too late." I played with his hair while he just stood for a moment. "I only have two questions." He said finally. I looked at him, raising my eyebrows.

"The first one is why am I so lucky to have a girlfriend like you. You're all I ever wanted and over course I'll always trust you, you're the girl of my dreams. And I love the fact that you're falling in love with me." He said cheekily. "And what was the other question?" I asked. "Oh, right. Will you ever wear a pair of trousers?" He said, snuggling into my neck. "Oh don't act like you don't like it." We laughed as he tickled me with his hair. He ran forward and dropped onto the bed, my legs still wrapped around him. We looked at each other right before attacking each other's lips.

I woke up yet again in Harry's bed, opening my eyes just a bit, enough to see him packing. "Hi." I said, looking at him. He was just wearing pants. "Hey. I guess I'll finish this later, I'm a bit late. The boys'll kill me." He chuckled. "Can I tell Esha to come here? I don't feel like leaving the house." I asked, pulling the sheets closer to my bare body.

"I don't mind at all. Is it okay if I tell the boys to come here after. You know, so I can officially introduce them." "Okay, but don't tell them it's me." I giggled. "Fine. I guess we can pull a little prank on them. I'll call Niall so he can drop Esha off." "Perfect. Thank you. I suppose I'll have to get dressed too." "Nah, Niall's always late. Let's stay in bed a little more." He said, throwing himself on top of me, his head resting in the crook of my neck. I felt his warm breath on me. I wrapped my arms around him tightly. I never wanted him to leave my side. He was actually the one. And I had just realized that. I never felt the same way about a person before. He made me have a knot in my stomach before seeing him, he gave me shivers every time he touched me, he made me shade darker colors every time he complimented me. He made me feel good about myself. He made me feel loved.