These last few weeks// Harrison Webb

Chapter ten

Harrison

I held Ariana's hand until we got to kians car. Fran, Corey and Jc were also in the car.

"Ariana!" Franny yells happily, hugging her once she hops in the back.

Franny moves over so I can sit next to Ariana.

"So, Jc told me he caught you guys in a make out session." Corey said wiggling his eyebrows.

I'm not mad Jc told, I'm glad everyone knows she's mine.

"Yep, not ashamed." Ariana says smiling, which makes me grab her hand and squeeze tightly.

I'm so glad we worked out everything, and now We can actually be happy with each other without anyone in the way.

"So, are you guys official?" Fran asks, winking at Ariana making her blush.

We aren't official, but she's mine and I'm hers, so I dont know what to call that.

"Harrison in mine. But we arent boyfriend and girlfriend, but let we are each other's and nobody else's, you know?" She said trying to explain us to everyone.

"I get it. Franny and I were like that for a long time." Corey said smiling at Fran.

I don't want to go back home. I don't want to leave Ariana. I want her to be mine- but if I leave she's obligated to move on.. because I don't think long distance is an option- I don't know. I guess we will have that talk later.

I glance at my phone and I see I have three unread messages.

Mum: Harry, we wanted you home in two weeks but dad and I agreed you can stay three more weeks, so you can spend more time with your friends

Mum: we miss you

Mum: text back once you get these xx

Me: omg! Thank you! That makes me super happy

Reading that message made my day. I have three weeks. Three weeks with Ariana, and then I have to go home.

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Ariana and I have been watching movies all day long- scary ones and comedy. She's wrapped in my arms, and I hold onto her tightly. She's mine.

I haven't told her about me staying longer. I wanted to surprise her when we go out for the picnic, which is actually now.

"Babe, come on. Picnic time." I say, realizing I said babe, but when I did she blushed lightly.

She takes my hand as I pull her down the hall and down the stairs.

"Okay, you grab that blanket and I'm taking this basket." I smile as I follow her out to our back yard.

Since Ariana was shot on her shoulder, she has to wear a blue slang for a little bit, but the doctors say she made a very well recovery so she needs it for a week.

She sets the blanket down and spreads it, and I place the basket on the blanket and plop down.

She sits next to me, smiling widely and I admire her beauty.

"Tell me things about you." I say, opening the basket and handing her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

She giggles. "Four star lunch, Harry. But, anyways, like you saw back when my ex broke in, I suffer from anxiety problems. I need medication and a inhaler." She admits.

I nod, taking that in. She needs me, she needs to be protected by somebody and someone needs to fix her, because there's always a cause to anxiety, and I don't want Ariana in constant fear.

"Baby, what started it?" I asked, and she started staring at the mountains in the distance.

She takes a deep breath and releases, this is hard for her, so I grab her hands. "You don't have to tell me now. Tell me when you are ready, love."

She smiles, and looks relieved. "Thank you... anyways, tell me something about yourself."

"I'm not an interesting person, but I did have a sister, and unfortunately she died in a car accident. I was in the car, my mom was driving, and my brother was in the car as well. I was in critical condition, my brother wasn't but my sister... she died on impact."

I saw Ariana's eyes start to water, and soon enough tears roll down her cheeks. I feel bad, but she cares about me. She genuinely cares.

"Ari.." I grab her hands again and squeeze softly.

She looks up and giggles a little. "I'm sorry I'm crying... but Harrison.. I'm so sorry.. I can't imagine.." she's left speechless, so I change the subject by ticking her, and she starts dying of laughter.

Her laugh is cute, and making her forget about sad things is a win for me, all I want is the best for my Ariana.

"Ari, I have good news." I tell her after she regains her breath after I ticked her.

She breathes out and smiles. "And what's that?"

I move closer to her and but my lip. "I get to stay three weeks instead of two." And right as I said that she screams and hugs me tightly.

"Harrison! I'm so happy!" She yells, releasing me and kissing me quickly.

Whenever Ariana kisses me, touches me, something clicks, and it feels right, it feels amazing.

She bites her lip and leans in for another kiss, and this time I kiss back, adding heat to the kiss. Our soft lips move in sync, as I start fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt. Her hand cups me cheek as she kisses back forcefully. My arms wrap around her, and soon enough she's on top of me, straddling me as we kiss. Her hands massage my hair as I start kissing down her neck, making a huge hickey on the side of her neck. She moans from pleasure making me want to please her more. So I start moving my hands up her shirt, massages her breasts. She kisses my lips, and moans quietly. "Holy shit Harrison." She says, her voice raspy. I keep massaging them, her lips finding their way onto my neck, and she bites down, sucking after and leaving a hickey. She smiles, taking me hands from her breasts and holding into them, making me smile into the kiss.

As she started lifting my shirt up, we both jump when the glass door slides open.

Ariana groans, sitting back down and looking at a shocked Bobby.

I started laughing, but the dirty part of me loved that Ariana wanted more of me; that she was completely annoyed we got interrupted, and I'm mad too.

"Sorry, to like, stop you guys but Ariana, you have a fashion show tonight, remember?"

Her face falls and she swears under her breath. "Harrison, I love that we did this, but I have to go get ready." She says checking her phone for the time.

I don't want her to stress out about this. "Baby, I can help you. I'll get you dressed and I'll help with your hair. Whatever you need."

She smiles, trying to hide her blush. "Thanks, Harry. Let's go!" She giggles, grabbing my hands and pulling me inside the house.

I can't wait to see my girl walk the runway tonight.

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Hey guys! I want a boyfriend like Harrison tbh like in videos he's such a sweet guy

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