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after this book, I might make a new story! yes? no? ideas?!
Harry's P.O.V
I layed there, thinking. I didn't know what to feel actually. A spiral of thoughts wirled in my mind.
First, i found Nicole. I gained her trust back, and she loves me again. I should be happy, but something doesn't feel right. Then, we had sex.. yeah feel bad, but it was like. . . we both needed it. I know, it was our first time together and we did it in a bathroom. But her flawless skin, and perfectly blue eyes spoke to me in that moment, i needed her touch, i needed her. She was the best I've ever had (no pun intended c;), and she knew how to do it just right..
I love her, so fucking much, it hurts. I don't wanna hurt her, or ruin her life. She says I've helped, but i refuse to believe it.
I don't deserve her, i really don't. But I can't help but want her touch, she's all I ever think about, all day. And I just want to be with her forever..
I look down at her perfect features, her beautiful, chocolate like hair. The small freckle she has on her cheek. Every small detail about this perfect girl drives me crazy.
"Baby.. wake up," I whisper, lightly nudging her shoulder. But she remains still. Soft, barely heard snores falling from her plump lips.
Right now, we're laying in her cumfy bed. Waiting for dinner, and by the sound of clanking dishes coming from downstairs I'd say it was finished. I carried her light body upstairs once she fell asleep on my lap during the short ride home.
I stared down at this beauty in my arms, and all I could think is, she's mine, she wants me. No one else, and that felt pretty fucking amazing.
"Baby.. dinners ready." I smiled, stroking her silky hair. "Mhhmm," she hummed, wrapping her arm around my chest, nuzzling into me. I laughed, staring down at her, I could clearly see her eyeballs moving around, yet she still pretends to be asleep. Slowly, I traced my fingers down her revealed stomach. She slightly flinched, making me giggle. Then, I quickly started to tickle her. She instantly sprang up and over the bed, landing with a thump. "Oh shit," I quickly, jumped off to help her.
"Thanks," Nicole said sarcastically, but with a smile.
"Well you wouldn't get up! what was I supposed to do?"
She giggled, "Well, I don't know. Maybe carry me downstairs?" she winked, I looked at her and burst out laughing. Damn, sometimes she is pretty fucking lazy. But I love her.
She looked at me with those puppy eyes and I couldn't resist. Bending down and scooping her into my arms, bridal style, she giggled uncontrollably. I couldn't help but laugh myself.
I slowly made my way downstairs, careful not to fall. She remained a tight grip on me, even if she knows I won't drop her. "Maybe I should make you carry me," I playfully winked, she smacked my chest lightly shaking her head, "You wish," she laughed.
I love moments like this, were we can both be ourselves, no judgment, nothing. And I absolutely loved it.
Soon we both made it downstairs, at the table. Nicole's mum talked about all of us going out on a fishing trip, I tried not to Gag. I guess Nicole didn't notify her of my dislike for things like that.
While she was busy chatting away with Nicole, her Father was just staring at her mum. It was sweet at first, but now it's a little creepy. I just sat there awkwardly, not knowing what to do or say.
"That would be fun, don't you think Harry?" I snapped out of my gaze by the call of my name. "Uh, yeah sure." I pretended to act like I understand what she was talking about. Nicole turned to me and whispered, "I know your bored but at least pretend to have interest." I sighed and nodded.
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