Requited. (H.S) / mature.

Chapter 5.

"Say that again. Say that you love me, again" Harry's voice deeper from all the work he was doing inside of you. He had his moving pace steady and it drove you crazy.

"I love you, Harry. I love you so much" you could feel your tears picking up at the corner of your eyes.

You didn't know why that was happening. It's been months since Harry and you were this intimate. Everything was pretty much the same. The way he kissed your neck while his hardness drove into your wetness; the way he nuzzled into your neck to go deeper inside you; the way he kisses you hard on the lips while your legs go numb from him driving into you, but there was something missing.

Something bigger. You didn't understand what it was.

"Fuck, I've missed this." His voice interrupts your distracted thoughts.

You've stopped taking birth pills long ago and there's no more need of that. He snaked his hand underneath your numb body to raise your leg on top of him and he went in further, only to make you feel the knot piling up your stomach. He was starting to move quick and deep.

Nobody can ever make you feel like this man could, in every possible way. You loved him.

You knew he was finishing when he lifted himself off you and drove into you insanely fast. The feeling of having him this closer again after months, brought you to your end. You also knew what drives him there. Being exhausted and impatient, you start to clench around him.

"Fuck" with few more powerful thrusts, he came undone collapsing above you.

When you both gain back the strength to breath again properly, he lifted himself off you, kissing you once again.

"Good night" With that he rolled over to the other side of the bed.

As you lay there completely motionless, you feel the tears running down your cheeks. It was then you understood what you were missing.

He doesn't love you anymore.

'Love' is what was missing.