broken harry

Chapter. 10

*Louis' pov*

i could feel butterflies in my stomach as he leaned down with his soft, his eyes boring into mine and planted a soft sensual kiss on my mouth. Sparks flew as a connection was created. I returned the kiss but with more, deeper passion. I wanted to show him how I felt. I parted my lips and slipped a tongue in his mouth. he joined in deepining the kiss with every moment, every spark and every new feeling. His kiss showed how he felt, the passion, the desire, the want, warmth and need.

*Harrys pov*

he slipped his hand on my thigh and pulled away, we were sitting forehead to forehead catching our breaths. my mouth tingled, my cheeks were warm, hot like fire, my body felt light like i had no worries, no sadness, no panic left in me. a feeling of happiness shot through me, my entire body was tingling. i've never experienced a kiss like it, it was so passionate, so deep, so meaningful. i wanted more, i wanted that feeling forever. it was even better then our first. our first was sloppy and drunk yet passionate and needy. the desire to feel his lips on mine again sprung through me, right when he was about to say something, i leaned in and kissed his soft lips, lightly, once more, savoring the feeling. 

*Louis' pov*

the feeling of his lips lingered on mine. the way his lips sized with mine. the warmth, the way e moved, even his random smirks during the kiss. thhe  way he breathed, the way he kissed and the way he smelt. his eyes, his hair, his hand, every  little detail about that kiss made me fall harder for him. right when i parted my lips to  say something, he kissed me again, just a gentle touch, a passionate, deep, meaningful brush. it was small, yet it meant everything. "i love you.." i said through deep breaths. "i love you Louis" he replied. "So, uhm, you don't have to, but, uhm, can i see your wrist?" i questioned awkwardly, curious as to what damage he has done to himself..

"uhh, yeah sure" he stammered showing me his wrist

*Harrys pov"

he asked me if i could show him my scars, i did feel strange, but i trusted him and Liam would never take anyones shit. if he wasn't a nice guy, Liam would have ditched him.

"i've been here before, so i know telling you to stop isn't going to make you stop, but i promise i will try my hardest and do everything i can to make sure you know it isn't worsth it and there is a way out. harry, you don't deserve the pain, you deserve happiness just as much as anyone else. I love you to pieces even though i've just met you, i feel like i've been waithing a life time for you. I've never met a more caring person then you. i do want to marry you when the time is right and have kids with you. but i need you to stay alive. i need you to be happy. and i need you to be strong to let this happen. i know it doesn't seem like it now, but you have SO much to live for, and i NEED you." i couldn't stop sobbing as he said all of this. he's been here? he's self harmed? he really loves me? how could i have been so lucky.. 

"i- i - i just" i stammered through my sobs, he gave me an understanding look and pulled me in for a tight hug. his scent calmed me down and made me feel even more safe. "i love you Louis, i promise i will try with everything i have to stop self harming and be happy. theres no one else in this world that i can see myself with, no one in this world has ever said to me what you just said, no one understands like you do. i love you with everything i have and i can't lose you now.." i finished after a few deep breaths. this, this is the boy that i'm going to marry.