Love Can Be Found in the Darkest of Times

Chapter 23

If I really know how to fix this, then I need to clear my head. I step outside and walk towards a long fence. The wind pushes my wispy hair back, making my face prickle from the cold breeze. My fingers run over the rough wood before pressing down and heaving my body on top. I stare at my feet crossing, swaying, and kicking at the frigid air. I still haven't talked to Dani. What would I even say? The thought runs a shiver down my spine and I pull my jacket closer to my chest. My body immediately heats up at the touch of something...someone. I glance at the hand on my shoulder and hope it stays there forever. I take it in my left hand and put it up to my cheek. My eyes close and my head rolls back. For a minute I forget that it's cold outside. I plant a wet kiss on the palm and turn around to find Harry attached to the strong hand. I knew it was him. He stares at me with those dark green eyes, but they look hurt. I let go of his hand and awkwardly intertwine my fingers together and place them in my lap. He takes a step forward and opens his mouth like he is going to say something, but closes it before anything comes out. I look down at my hands, embarrassed that I thought he was the one. He must not love me after all that has happened. I love him, I always have and always will. I guess it's not the same for him. My eyes begin to tear up, but I can not cry. Not in front of him. Harry's finger wraps under my chin and tilts my head up to look at him again. His other hand meets my cheek and he slowly rubs his thumb in circles.

"What are we going to do?" He finally asks.

I shake my head, "Stay together."

His thumb pauses and a smirk spreads across his face, "I like the sound of that."

He steps between my legs, takes one of my cheeks in his grip, and brings my lips to his. It's slow at first, but grows deeper as time goes by. I thread my hands in his hair and he moves his grip to the small of my back. I have really missed him. When we pull apart our breathing is uneven and his eyes shift to another shade of green. It's the colour they were when I first looked upon them in college.

"Why me?" He asks

"You're the one I love," I smile.

"Are you sure you want to try this again?"

"Yes Harry," I laugh

He laughs with me and lifts my body up from the fence. My legs instinctually wrap around his waist and my arms lightly squeeze the back of his neck. Harry presses his lips against mine and slowly sets me down in the tall grass. I feel my body temperature rise as he sets himself on top of me. My hands move to his chest and I can feel his rapid heart beat against my touch. Harry keeps one strong arm wrapped under my back and the other in the grass, holding his weight.

Our kiss breaks and Harry lays his head on my chest. "I love you." He says

I twist his curls around my fingers and close my eyes, "I love you."

His lips curl up and he plants a kiss on my forehead before resuming his position on top of me. My face lights up and now I know that Harry is all I need. We can get through anything together. Natalie will always hold a place in Harry's heart, but that doesn't mean there isn't room for me. I love him and he loves me.

Harry laughs to himself and shakes his head.

"What is it?"

He looks into my eyes, "I just can't believe you're mine now."