Purposely Perfect

Chapter 12

Nicole's POV

I stared at it. I knew I shouldn't, but how else am I suppose to release all this anger.... I pick up the blade, and place it on my wrist.

"No." I said to my reflection and threw the blade in the sink and walked out of the bathroom.

Harrys POV

God I needed to piss, needed to piss... I stormed into the bathroom and let out my liquids. Then my gaze fell in the sink. There was a blade in the sink. God damnit Nicole!

I zipped up my pants and went to go find her. She was rewatching those 10 episodes of the fosters on Netflix.

"Nicole! What the hell is this?" I asked her holding up the blade.

Her face went pale, and she stared at it.

"Harry, I...I..."

I walked over to her and looked at her wrists, there was nothing, fresh.

"Stand up."

She stood up.

"Pull down your pants and let me see your thighs."

So she pulled down her pants and there was nothing fresh. Where did she cut herself? I pulled up her shirt a little and there was nothing there either.

"Where did you cut yourself?"

"I didn't cut myself."

"Then explain to me why there was a blade in the sink?"

"Notice there's no blood on it." she cocked an eyebrow. She had a point.

"Then you owe me an explanation on why there was a blade in the sink."

"I...I was going to Harry, but then I thought about how upset you would be if I did... and I just threw it in the sink and walked out."

"I'm so proud of you Nicole." I smiled at her and gave her a big hug. She was about to say something but we heard a gun shot on the TV.

"STEPH!" Nicole screamed.

"We both know she lives." I chuckle.

She smacked my chest and I acted like she hurt me, earning a chuckle from her. I sat down next to her and we watched the rest of the 10 episodes. This is like the fourth time she had watched these 10 episodes.

"So what you wanna do?" she asked me.

"Do you want to have a.... TICKLE FIGHT????" I screamed.

She gasps and runs away giggling like a 3 year old. I run after her, and chase her around the house us both cracking up. Then it went silent, and I didn't see her anywhere.

"Nicole... I'm gonna getcha...." I said kind of creepily I will admit.

"Nicole?" Then I was tackled to the floor.

"GOTCHA!!" she said while she pounced on me. She started tickling me, and lets just say... I'm VERY ticklish.

"AH! Stop it! Stop it!" I laughed. I turned us over and had her pinned to the floor in the living room. We stopped what we were doing and we just stared into each others eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes....

Nicole's POV

His amazing green eyes....

Harrys POV

Before I knew what I was doing I had leaned down and kissed her, and she kissed me back, it was a slow gentle kiss. Until I pulled away and leaned my forehead on hers.

I was in the middle of gazing into her bright blue eyes, when she said,

"H-Harry... I think I love you."

What? WHAT? She loves me... Nicole loves me....

"I...I..." was all I could say I was trying to spit out that I loved her to, but nothing would come out.

"I will take that as you don't love me back." she said pushing me off of her and stormed up the stairs and into her room, locking it. I sat there dazed at what just happened. She said she loved me! But then she got up and walked away because she thinks I don't love her back. Shit. I got up and ran to her door knocking on it.

"Nicole, please, please open up."

"Why?" she said sobbing.

"Because Nicole, I have loved you ever since your first night here, where we revealed everything about each others pasts to one another, I have loved you through everything. I just didn't know you felt the same way. I thought you were just using me for some where to live. But Nicole, I know you have, uh, well, some broken pieces, but I'm going to fix them, put them all back together, for you... for us. I love you Nicole."

Silence. Thats all I heard. Silence. Then the door opened a little, and I saw her face, she had been crying, a lot. I made her cry....

"Did you really mean that?" she whispered.

"Yes, every word." I said staring into her eyes. I swung open the door and cupped her cheek in my hand and smashed my lips against hers, I could taste the salty tears against her lips, but I didn't care I was loving this! We made it to the bed and we fell onto it, never breaking our kiss, her hand tugging at my curls, making me moan. I was hovering over her again. I pulled back. I looked down at her and smiled. She gave me a toothy grin in return,

"I love you Harry."

"I love you Nicole."