A Crazy Love

The Night | Ch. 24

Harley's P.O.V.

  "I love you, Harley." He said quietly, looking into my eyes. I felt a smile spread across my lips, and I couldn't stop it.
  "I love you too, Mistah J." He rested his forehead on mine, and took my hands in his. "I'm so sorry." He said simply.
   "What for? I'm okay Puddin'." I replied. "Well, Harley, I know you're okay, but you shouldn't just be okay. I should treat you better. You deserve so much better." He whispered as I watched tears form in his beautiful eyes. Worry gripped my mind as I reach up to try wipe them away.
   "Puddin'-"
"No, Harley. You can't fix me. No matter how much I wish you could, you... can't" Tears were streaming from his eyes now, and he wouldn't let me wipe them away.
   I put my hands back in his. "Stop. You don't need to be fixed. You're perfect. I don't need anything 'better' because you're all I want. You're all I've ever wanted."
   He looked at me, eyes filled with a mix of confusion and fear. He was just scared. He's scared of love, vulnerability, and afraid that he'll hurt me.
    "I'm not afraid when I'm with you. I feel safe with you." I say simply. Holding his hands tighter.
   "I'm not strong enough for you. I'm not a good person, much less a good husband." My heart shattered. How afraid is he? Does he really think that?
   "Puddin', you've killed for me. You've protected me. Sure, maybe you've hurt me. But it's never been enough to make me stop loving you. You can't drive me away." I replied.
   Suddenly, he lifted me up, carrying me upstairs. He walked into our bedroom, and set me on the bed. I sat up, sitting up. He sat next to me and wrapped is muscular arm around my hips.
    "Harley, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And I know you might not want this," He paused, brushing his fingers over my ring.
"But I want to make you happy. If you don't want me to..." He paused again, watching my face, in case I objected suddenly. He just looked extremely cautious.
He slowly slipped his hand to the skin of my hip, tentatively touching his fingertips to my pale skin.
Butterflies erupted in my stomach and heart, just the feeling of his hand on me did this. He had no clue what effect he had on me.
I felt a smile tug at the sides of my lips.
"I want to be happy. I want this." I said slowly. I looked up at him, our eyes meeting.
He just looked very scared, and very concerned.
"I would stop solely on your word. I wouldn't ever hurt you. Are you sure you want this?" He said slowly.
                          "Yes"

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