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Chapter Fourty-Three

I didn't realize how much I had missed the way he held me or how his lips feel as they move against- no with mine.

I pull back and look into his eyes, they look back at me.

"I'm sorry for not coming after you." He whispers.

I shake my head, "you didn't do anything wrong." I whisper back and a smile smile forms on his face.

"I missed you." He says, kissing me.

I sigh, " I missed you too."

He kisses me again. Like he feels like every kiss may be the last one, I don't stop him however.

We stay on the beach for a few hours before he grabs my hand and we walk towards the lawn. There is sand stuck in my toes and I giggle as he forces me to get on his back so he can give me a piggy back ride. I think to myself, this is just the honey moon stage, we'll be fighting again in no time-then I stop myself. This is good, this is okay.

We get to the freshly cut lawn, it's nearly eleven and I realize I have no way of getting home.

"Stay." He pleads.

"I-"

"Please?" He adds.

I smile and nod. He leads me up to his bedroom and hands me a t shirt. I make him face the wall as I change and his t shirt covers my butt so I'm fine with just that. I crawl into bed next to him and he fluffs the covers over us. I rest my head on the pillow and state at him.

"You're real." He says. I laugh and put my face into the pillow, until he takes my chin in his arm, resting his body wait on his other arm.

I blink slowly. I feel tired but energetic at the same time.

"Aspen," I smile as my name leaves his mouth, I missed it so much, "sorry I made you leave Liam I don't know why I was so persistant,"

"Shhh.." I tell him. "I left him on my own, were still friends anyway." I smiled, and raise an eyebrow for his response. He smiles a forced smile and the corner of his mouth twitches.

"Well that's great." He gets out, still smiling and I laugh at his attempt to be nice and less controlling.

"Goodnight Harry." I say.

"Goodnight beautiful."

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I wake up to a gentle snore in my ear. Harry has rosey cheeks and a dark tan. I stare at him, taking In every moment to make sure he's real.

I look at the white ceiling and am flooded with thoughts. I know I'm different than I was in the winter, when I first saw Harry, I'm happier. But something feels almost dangerous about being with him, like if something's wrong we both get pulled down with the other. I shake my head in attempt to shake out these thoughts but it only wakes Harry.

"Hey." He smiles.

"Hi," I reply.

He sits up next to me and goes into the bathroom.

This is so complicated, being with him. I never know what we are or what he's thinking, he makes me care. I don't even know what's been going on in his life since I last saw him, where is he going to college next year?

He steps out of the bathroom and changes into an outfit I wouldn't ever expect to see him in. He has on khakis and a green Polo.

"I'm a Caddy, I have work in 20 minutes," Oh.. was he going to tell me this? Well I guess he just did, so I'm simply over analyzing everything.

It's Saturday and I don't have work, but I told Belle I would go to the beach with her.

I get into Harry's car, the seat feels so familiar, but I don't feel the same sitting in it.

He has a convertible for the summer so I let my hair go wild in the wind, and there's a smile plastered on his face. He drops me off but before I leave I turn around and rest my elbows on the edge of his car.

"What are you doing tonight?" I ask.

"Going to Dylan's party thing-"

"Awesome, see ya then." I say cutting him off and turning around. I walk into the gigantic house and up to our room where Belle is still sleeping.

"Jeez, there you are," She says waking up, "I almost got worried." She laughs.

"Yeah hey," I respond.

"Did you stay the night with Liam? I want to hear all about it!" She says sitting up.

"Err.. not exactly."

"Then where were you last night?"

"You're gonna judge me so hard." I wince as I say it.

"No I wont, just tell me!" she's excited now.

"I stayed at.. uhhh... Harry's," I say.

"Holy shit." She says and her mouth falls open.

"Don't make it a big deal, we didn't.. well, it was just cause it was late and I didn't have a ride,"

"So you stayed in a guest room or something?"

"Not exactly.." I say,feeling my cheeks turn pink.

"Wow this is really a curveball, I'm not sure how I feel about it but I think I dig it." She smiles.

"Okay just can we go to the beach now?" I say as she climbs out of bed. I wear a navy bikini suit top with white bottoms. I envy belle as she wears a neon pink top and bottom and it compliments her body perfectly. She feels perfectly confident in it and even admires her body in the mirror. She throws on jean shorts but I wear a t shirt and shorts. We grab towels and get in her car and head to the beach.

I need time to lie in the sun and try and fall asleep and forget about the things that happened, try and forget about the burning question of what happened with Harry... and mainly what it meant.