The Shortys

UTLOTM - 10 yrs. later pt. 5 -- Hospital Room Engagements

Author's Note: Most of you have probably figured out by now that the "he" in part 1 of this little shorty, to me, is Harry Styles. Not the real Harry Styles, mind you, this is a work of fiction and fiction does mean "make believe" or "not real", the character in this and any other fan-fics I write only bear in physical resemblance, the rest is just pulled outta my own head.

---- I think at some point I may add this to the "Under the Light of the Moon" book I'm sporadically working on, as it kind of fits the idear and direction I had for that book, this taking place many years later. I'm not really sure yet though, this could just end up as a stand alone as well. Only time will tell.

---- The pic you see above is what I imagine Harry to look like in this shorty, but a bit older, with more scruff, and hair not quite as long. I nicked it off google images and is of him in ... 2016 ... ?? Photographer unknown.

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          She looked deep into bright yet tired eyes, seeing the sincerity and vulnerability from which his words sprang while a feint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. She had known too, that she had been in love with him for a while, though not nearly for as long as he, still, his proposal came as quite the shock. She'd never really given much thought to getting serious with anyone after Michael died, much less getting married, still coming to terms with how she felt about the man lying in bed before her, awaiting her response.
          She knew her feelings for him were just as deep and true as his were for her, that wasn't the issue. She suddenly realized it didn't have anything to do with Michael, for he was the one who lead her to him, the one who had told her she needed to be happy again, to know love again. And although she knew that Michael is her soulmate, it dawned on her that maybe not all love is alike, that you will never be the same after one love ends, because you're not supposed to be. She knew she could never love him the same way she loved Michael, and that was okay, that you're not meant to love another in the same way, because it is different every time.
          With her free hand, the other being entwined with his, she gently caressed his face before brushing a few errant strands of hair from his eyes, while he closed his eyes and sort of nuzzeled into her gentle touch.

          "Oh my love." She said quietly while he opened his eyes, looking deep into her blue-grey ones.
          "My sweet, brave love ..." She said, caressing his face again and before he realized it he was crying, silent tears slipping down his face, and he wasn't sure if they were happy tears or sad tears, or lonely tears or scared tears, or just tears as he tried to smile bravely, making no attempt to brush them away, for she already was.
          "I do love you, though it took me a while to realize it, and even longer to come to terms with moving on from my old life ..." Her voice trailed off when he released their hands and caressed her cheek.

          "You don't have to move on, that's not something I ever want you to feel like you have to do." He said in his soft, deep voice. "This is about starting a new chapter, with new characters, as well as the old."

          "I know." She softly replied while he took her hand again, fingers entwined.

          He gave a weak but brave smile, causing her to smile feintly too, "I'm not letting you slip through my fingers again." He began softly. "I am yours. I've always been yours and I will forever be yours."
          He began gently rubbing his thumb gently across the top of her hand, alternating between side to side and in circles, he wasn't sure if it was more to comfort her or to comfort him, or both, while he took in a deep breath, slowly exhaling before saying, "But you're not mine too."