"Then i'll make sure it's perfectly imperfect, for you"
"You're it for me" I say.
"Then prove it" Harry looks up at me, eyes full of pain, and it feels just like high school again. When I used to disappoint everyone who cared about me.
But not this time.
Not with him.
I caress his now wet cheeks, and lean in, kissing his tears to make them disappear. I then travel my way to his mouth, leaving small pecks as I go.
I stand up suddenly and, feeling bold, I sit on his lap, my legs on both of his sides, straddling him.
His hands soon come to my hips, holding me in place. And no more pain is living in his eyes, only lust and love.
He's the one starting the kiss this time, I can feel his warm lips against mine, and I open my mouth to give him more access.
The frenetic tension makes me moan and involuntarily rub against his lap.
"Fuck" he groans "Sel you need to stop or I won't be able to control myself babe"
I kiss him to make him shut up, and smile against his lips. I rub again. His fingers press against my butt and I keep rubbing, until I'm in a steady rhythm. His moans and swears only encourage me to keep going, and I lace my fingers in his soft hair, the way he likes it.
In a sudden move, he grabs my waist and pushes me flat against the mattress.
"If my girl wanna play, then we'll play" his words have a overwhelming power over me, and they make me groan in pleasure and excitement.
He starts kissing my lips and goes all the way down to my neck, leaving his mark there. His hands tease me by caressing my breasts through my shirt, and I can't control the noises coming out of my mouth anymore.
Only him can give me this feeling.
This feeling of excitement and boldness. I feel wild.
I'm desperate for his touch, and he knows it. He keeps touching me, the fabric of my shirt is the only thing between his hands and my skin, and I want it off.
I raise my arms, silently begging for him to take it off, but he seems to hesitate.
Before I can whine he takes my arms and put them back down along my body, kissing my knuckles on the way.
"Why did you stop?" I ask, still trying to catch my breath.
He kisses my nose and then my lips, before speaking "Because It's enough, you don't have to prove me any further that you love me" he kisses my forehead while he steadies his hands on both sides of my head. He's still on top of me as he speaks "and i'm sorry for making you doubt me. I love you, you need to understand that i'll never hurt you on purpose"
"I wasn't only proving it to you, i wanted to keep going. I missed this and-"
He shuts me up my pressing his lips firmly against mine "We both have a very bad memory from the last time we had sex. Well, the aftermath of it at least. So I want our next first time to be special. Not like this, and especially not with my ex and her child in the living room where they can hear our every sound" he smiles his dimpled smile down at me and I return a sleepy one.
"Our 'next first' huh?" I grin
"Yep. Since the first time was so rushed and imperfect, i want the next first to be just perfect for you"
"I love it just the way it is. With each and every imperfection that comes with it. That comes with us. I love it all, I want it all." I whisper to him.
"Then i'll make sure it's perfectly imperfect, for you"
⭐️
Waking up the next morning, everything feels just perfect. Like everything is exactly where it should be.
I feel happy again.
I fell asleep in Harry's arms, right after Ava and Avery left to their hotel.
We didn't have sex.
We didn't make out.
We just talked. For hours. Until I eventually fell asleep.
We talked about everything and anything. It was a real long deep conversation. And I loved every second of it.
We shared our feelings about the situation we're in, we opened up to each other like we used to when we played those stupid 3 questions games.
\\"Truth or dare?"
"Seriously? You know that in every fan fiction ever they play truth or dare and it ends up with more drama" I state
"What the hell is a fan fiction?" he asks
"Er... Nothing, nevermind. Let's play 20 questions!"
"Lame." He says "Let's play 3 questions for a change" he says and i smile nodding.\\
The memory makes me smile. I used to be so confused on why would a guy like Harry want to hang out with me.
Little did I imagine I could be here today, laying on his bare chest after talking all night about life and our future.
I love what life planned for me. I wasn't expecting any of it, but i'm enjoying every inch of imperfection that compose my life.
And I owe it all to him.
There is still a little part of me who's worried about the future, about work, about college, but the rest of me knows it's all going to be alright.
If there's one thing that life taught me, it's that faith is what keeps us going, and it's very much underrated nowadays.
As they grow up, people have less and less faith, in god, in life, in themselves and in each-other. But all that crap fairytales taught us when we were kids, it's still very important.
When you have faith in something, or someone, life can do amazing things for you. All you have to do is hope, dream and believe.
Hope for the best
Dream of greatness
And believe in yourself and others around you.
"Good morning sunshine" Harry's hoarse morning voice put me out of my thoughts.
"Morning sleeping beauty" i tease
He rolls his eyes "what were you thinking about? Your eyes were glowing"
"I was just thinking about life in general" i answer, kissing his chest.
"Well life must be very good to you if it makes you that happy" he says as he caresses my hair.
"It is. Life's so good, It just took a long time for me to realize it"
A/N:
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