Bottomless Love // Harry Styles

Chapter 19

Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they're gone.

 

Brooke's POV

 

My eyes fluttered open, when I felt Harry moving around next to me.

I glanced over at him, his eyes were shut, and a small smile was placed on his pink lips.

I leaned down, placing a tender kiss on his furrowing eyebrows, making his arms tighten around my waist.

I sighed in content, resting my head down on his bare chest as I curled back into his side.

I trailed my finger along his butterfly tattoo, watching in amazement as the small, white dots of goosebumps arose on his lightly tanned skin.

I pressed my lips, right above his belly button, tracing the indentations of his muscular, toned stomach.

It's hard to describe how I feel.

How love feels.

It's like you have the final piece of the jigsaw. When you're not in love, you don't think there is anything missing, but when you have love, its like you've had a piece missing all your life.

Love is like a flower blossoming in your heart, you can feel each petal opening and even in winter you can smell the freshness of spring.

Love is like a dream that never ends giving you a feeling tranquility and harmony.

Love is like a melody that flows through you mind like a river flowing gently down a stream.   

Love is the arms that gently caress you when you don't feel to well. 

Love is going through hell and fire to get to your side 

Love is looking into their eyes and seeing your own reflection, this reflections is embedded in their minds for you are their love.

"Morning love," Harry breathed out, pressing his lips into my cheek.

I closed my eyes, relishing the sweet feeling of love that circled the air around us.

My heart never fails to skip a beat when I hear his voice.

I curled up closer into him, glancing up so our eyes were locked. "Hi,"

He placed a loving kiss on my lips. They lingered there for a few seconds, before he pulled away, raising his hand to cup the side of my face that wasn't pressed up against his chest.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, adoration practically pouring from his eyes.

I smiled, kissing his chest. "Harry I need to shower badly,"

"There's a bathroom right over there," he laughed, pointing over the door on the other side of the couch.

I groaned, stretching my stiff muscles. "I don't have a change of clothes though,"

"Just change into the ones you were wearing yesterday, then I'll take you back home," Harry told, sitting us both up.

I immediately wrapped the cream colored sheet around my bare body. "Don't look,"

He rolled his eyes, a small laugh falling from his mouth. "I've already seen you naked,"

Heat rose to my cheeks, making me bury my face into the blanket. "Shut up!"