Stuck Inside Four Walls

Chapter twenty

"How do you feel about, um, us?" He asks not making eye contact with me, while he fiddles with his thumbs.

"Well, you have been a great friend to me during all of this. I've read that most people develop depression when they are going through treatment, but I think that having you keeping me happy, has prevented that. So I think that you are pretty darn special." I say, and then realize that, that's what people would say about someone they liked. So, maybe I do like Harry. Maybe.

"Really? No I don't think so, you are just such a strong person. That's why you are staying so happy and brave." He says shaking his head. I take his face in my palms.

"No Harry. It's you. I'm sure it is, trust me." I reassure him. A goofy grin appears on face.

"Well, don't think that you aren't making me happy either. It's really hard to see Gem in there, as it is you. And I haven't even known you for that long at all, but it seems like I've know you forever. It's been exactly five weeks actually. That's, um kinda what to talk about." He says walking over to the picnic basket and taking something out and returning with it behind his back.

"I met you at this very time, five weeks ago. Ever since then, you have been nothing but a ray of sunshine. You are my sunshine Alyssa, and I really care about you, more than anyone I ever have." He confesses looking directly into my eyes.

"I- I care about you too Harry." I tell him, and my voice cracks as I feel tears welling in my eyes.

"So I have these for you." He says as he pulls out a bouquet of yellow roses.

"Thank you, Harry they are really beautiful." I thank him, while being very choked up. I go to smell the flowers, and when I do, I see a small piece of paper between a petal of the middle rose. I pick it up and read it.

'Will you be mine?'

After reading it all I can feel is tears rushing down my cheeks. I push myself onto him, clinging on for dear life. After a minute or so, he pulls away and wipes away my tears with the pad of his thumbs.

"So? Is that a yes?" He asks still holding me at the bottom of my back, and my arms wrapped around his neck.

"Oh my god yes. Of course Harry." I say, still bawling like a baby.

"Thank god. Then the purpose of roses would be pointless." He says and smiles adorably, a wide dimpled grin.

"What do you mean?" I ask, confused.

"Yellow roses symbolize a new beginning, and to care for someone." He says smiling and I nod, also smiling.

"A new beginning. I can see this being a beginning I don't think I want to end." I say smiling as he nods and wraps me up in another hug.

"I couldn't agree more." He says into my shoulder.

The sun has now completely risen, a new day and a new beginning. I don't think I could find better way to start my day.

(A/N) anyone else have baaad feels. And now that they are together, who wants to make a ship name?