Mine

Ch. 4

The sight that I see hurts me so much. It can't be compared to anything I've ever felt before.

Harry is sitting on the other side of the room with tear stained cheeks and a razor in his hand. I cry louder and he looks up at me through his teary eyes. I can't even look at him without feeling a knife being jabbed in my heart and twisted multiple times.

I walk over to him and take the razor out of his hands and throw it on the bed. I stand in front of him and just look at him, broken with watery eyes. I sit down next to him and I don't say a word. All I do is cry. I cry and so does he.

After a while our cries are no longer heard. Just our breathes. I'm looking around his room and I see a broken lamp and several holes in the walls.

"Alex, I-I" I look over and see Harry looking at me, lost in his words.

"Alex, I'm broken and I need you to fix me." He finds his words and shifts his body so he is closer to me. I turn my body too.

"Harry, you were the stitches that held my seams together. You still are, but after I left, I no longer had you, my stitches, so all my seams feel apart."

He didn't say anything he just looked at me for a long time.

"Alex, I need you to kiss me." I looked him in his green eyes and trailed down to his pink lips.

In no time, I smashed my lips against his. The feeling was mesmerizing, the familiar taste of his strawberry lips pink and the way our lips moved in sync.

Harry pulled me closer to him and wrapped his hands around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck and tugged at his curls, causing him to give a little moan.

"Alex" kiss "you" kiss "don't" kiss "know" kiss "how" kiss "much" kiss "hell" kiss "you've" kiss "put" kiss "me" kiss "through" kiss "the" kiss "last" kiss "2" kiss "months." He said between kisses. Both of us stopped breathing and just look at each other.

"Alex, I need you to be called mine again. I can't live without you. Look at me. Look at where we are. I can't even stay at our house without you being there. I haven't been the same since you left. I won't watch movies because you're not there to snuggle with me. I won't eat because you're not here to pick off my plate. I won't sleep because you're not here to sleep beside me. I can't sing right because you're not here to listen. I can't do anything with out you but fuck things up. All I've done the last 2 months have been drinking and taking home sluts who I can't even force myself to do because they can't do anything you can." I feel the same way. I haven't been able to do anything without it feeling wrong.

"I'm yours." Is all I say to him and our lips meet again.

This is the thing I need to live. I can survive with just food and water, but I want to live. I need Harry for that.

I break our kiss and just look in his sad, green eyes. I've caused that sadness. I look down at his wrist, but Harry covers it before I can get a good look at his scars.

"Harry, I need you to show me how many times you needed me in the past 2 months and I wasn't there." Even though it's going to hurt me I need to know.

He moves his arm slowly and I look at his wrist.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 I don't even want to go on. I can feel the tears brimming in my eyes. I've done this to him.

"Alex, don't cry. Please." He pulls his arm out of my light grasp. I can't keep the tears in. I burst out crying. I burry my head in his chest and he wraps his arms around me, holding me tight.

"Harry, look At us. Broken." I whisper.

He strokes my back and takes in a deep breath.

"Alex, this happened for a reason. You leaving and seeing Louis in Starbucks, me finally blowing up, Louis calling you and here we are now. Back together for a reason. The reason being that we were the stitches that hold each other's seams together." He kisses the top of my head.

"I love you." he says

I move and look at his green eyes, there not filled with as much sadness as before.

"I love you"

I look down at his wrist and grab it lightly. I kiss each one of his scars over and over.