All That Matters

Chapter 38

(This is definitely my favorite chapter so far! I'm sure you will enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it! Songs I listened to were:

Alive by 1D

Little White Lies by 1D

Better Than Words by 1D

Little Black Dress by 1D

Midnight Memories by 1D

Rock Me by 1D

I put a lot of effort and detail into this chapter so please comment and vote!:)xx)

Harry's pov:

Did I just say that out loud? Sh**. I hadn't even admitted it to myself that I love her and I just blurted it out.

"I don't care about the 'possibility' of me getting hurt." she says, seeming to muster up the courage to finish her statement. "Harry, I love you." How could she love me? I'm a tattooed jerk that isn't capable of being loved, yet we love each other.

I never thought I would ever say those words to anyone. If only it wasn't in such a twisted moment that we could have confessed it.

Can I really protect her from him? I need to think this through. If we don't get back together, James is still very likely to pursue her. If we do, he'll no doubt come after her but I'll be here to protect her. I know I'm being crazy. And I know she'll need time to process my past; but I can't be alone without her for much longer.

"I know it's probably crazy of me but-" she stops talking when I step closer, the space between us vanishing. I feel my burning confidence and rough personality returning as the longing to kiss her pulls at my mind fiercely.

"Shh." I shush her with an arrogant smirk before pulling her into me, our lips connecting immediately. She doesn't even hesitate a moment before bringing her hands up to my hair, tugging and pulling hastily. I can tell she's been longing for this moment as much as I have. I push her into the wall, not daring to break our kiss. I earn a moan as my hands travel down her back quickly and smoothly. She throws her head back for a few seconds, breathless. "I take this as a yes?" she huffs with a grin.

I nod. "You're mine." I say seductively, fire coursing through me. She grins, all her innocence vanished.

I can't stand so much distance between us. I gripped her tighter and leave a line of kisses up her collar bone, my name falling repeatedly from her lips. I pause inches away from her mouth and she practically whimpers as though I was holding a treat in front of a dog teasingly. She impatiently grabs the collar of my shirt and yanks me into her, our lips perfectly locking together again. The way our bodies moved so naturally together was so exhilarating and amazing, unlike any feeling I've experienced before. The fears of the conversation dissolved. I know this isn't a good way to solve our problems but it's definitely more exciting then talking it out.

She looks up at me for a split second before kissing up my jawline and just behind my ear, causing an unbelievable roar of sparks. "Darsey," a moan falls from my parted lips. The way she could make me feel was unexplainable. I wouldn't trade anything in the whole world for this moment right here. Everything she's doing is amazing; especially the way she looks in her black dress. It's so attractive that I feel as though it's doing unhealthy things to me.

I pushed her harder into the wall; causing a jittery giggle to escape her mouth. Her golden eyes glittered with excitement and hunger for more.

I love the way this all seems so new to her. The adrenaline rush I give her is obvious and that pleases me.

"You're annoying." she remarks as I pause less then an inch from her mouth, once again toying with her playfully. I chuckle and begin kissing her again hastily, not holding back at all. Her fingers play with my jacket and within seconds she slides it off of me and throws it into the ground, leaving me in my plain white shirt. I slide it off as well, her eyes lighting up at my exposed skin that's covered in black ink. She doesn't waste a moment, reattaching herself to me, her fingers scaling up and down my exposed skin. I can't imagine what would happen if someone were to walk out onto the balcony right now. I don't let that thought seep into my mind; instead I lift her up and she wraps her legs around me. I pin her to the wall on a ledge and she flashes a smile of approval against my lips.

Just as I get back into it and things begin to heat up even more, her phone goes off. She pulls back hesitantly with a frown.

"It's Niall," she says, gasping for air before answering. Their conversation is quick and by the way she blushes I have a feeling that he may have caught onto us. As she speaks I slide my shirt and jacket back on and I can see her frown at that.

"The boys want to meet up with us again." she says glumly, no doubt wanting to stay out here and finish what we started, which sounds very good to me. But instead we walk back through the hallway and I check my phone, finding that we had been on the balcony for almost an hour. We finally find them downstairs in a room that luckily was pretty empty. We both smile as they exchange glances and grin knowingly. I smile at how out of breath Darsey still is, pleased with our time well spent.

"Mind telling us what happened up there?" Liam says teasingly.

"We were talking." She says quickly, not bothering to make up a lie that she knew they wouldn't believe.

"Right, you were talking. That explains why you're both so out of breath and why Harry's shirt is inside out." Zayn points out with a grin before earning a laugh from everyone, including me. I look down to see he was right.