Give Me Hope (h.s)

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I walk down the street to the bakery and ask to see Arabella, the cashier nodding. My body leans against the counter and I wait, seeing the door to the kitchen open. Arabella walks towards me and I reach for her hand, tugging her so I can kiss her.

"The truck is coming in an hour. I'll be at home," I tell her, her head nodding.

"I'll be home around six," she tells me, my eyes looking into hers. She's so happy, as am I, because we finally bought furniture for the house. It's been months of saving up and living on a bare minimum. But our jobs pay well, and we finally furnished the house.

I kiss her one last time and walk back home, finishing up a few papers for the furniture. The knock on the door signals the truck is here and I go outside to help. We move the furniture into the apartment and I move it to how I think it looks best.

When I'm finished, I hand the men the papers and close the door behind them. I get started on making something for dinner and I jolt when I feel two hands on my waist. But I relax when the arms wrap around my waist, Arabella's hands noticeably resting on my stomach.

"How was your day?" I ask, her head resting between my shoulder blades.

"Good. I'm excited to see the place. I kept my eyes closed," she says, my lips curving. I stop what I'm doing and turn around, grabbing her face.

"Be ready," I beam, kissing her.

I let her go and we walk through the living room, her body sitting on the couch. She's smiling wide and I can tell she's happy. We're slowly making a life for ourselves and I'm excited.

"Bella," I say, her head turning to look at me. "We got a new bed too."

I watch as a blush covers her cheeks, my hand reaching out to hers. She grabs my hand and I follow her into the bedroom, her ass the only thing I'm watching.

"I'mma have fun tonight," I say, making her laugh. She jumps on the bed and I close the door, moving onto the bed. I lean over her and she kisses me back when I press my lips to hers, her hand coming up to my cheek.

I moving my hand under her shirt and squeeze her breast, her lips parting further. My hands move and I lift her shirt off, then hold her waist. Her hands grab my shirt and lift it off, my lips moving with hers once it's gone.

"Touch me," she breathes out, my hands moving to her breasts. I pull her bra off and lightly move to play with her nipples. I know her breasts are always something sensitive; her reactions to my touch always making me aroused.

I start to rub my thumbs against her nipples, her back arching. "That's my girl," I whisper, moving my lips to wrap around her left nipple. She sucks in a breath and I continue playing with her breasts. God I fucking adore this girl.

I suck on her sternum, leaving hickeys down her skin. My eyes watch her close and then I start to move her pants off, taking everything off her body. She lies naked in front of me and I lean down, crawling up.

"Trust me," I say, her head nodding.

I bring her legs over my shoulders and I bury my face between her legs, making my girl feel good. Her breathing is quick and I move my mouth against her, her body coming undone beneath me.

I lift up and take my pants off, followed by my boxers. Arabella moves under the covers and I get in beside her, her body moving below mine. She smiles up at me and I whisper I love her on her lips, kissing her.

"I love you too," she grins, my arms wrapping around her. I move my hand down and situate myself, moving into her slowly. Her head rolls back and I kiss her neck, wanting to give her the best orgasm of her life.

She hooks her legs around my thigh and her body arches into mine, my lips parted as I move through her.

"Fuck," I groan, needing her. My forehead builds with sweat, my hands grabbing hers.

"Come with me," I beg, her breathing erratic. I come and she holds me, my body retracting out of hers. She wraps her arms around my neck and I move to lay on my back, her body lying on mine. I hold her close and she plays with my hair, her lips pressing over my face.

Basking in the moment, I close my eyes and hold my girl close.

"I don't ever want to spend a day without you," I tell her, her lips pecking mine.

"I'm not going anywhere."

She smiles against my lips and I kiss her again, keeping my arms wrapped tightly around her. My hand feels her bare skin and I play with the ends of her hair, my heart pounding in my chest. I pull away and look up at her, my eyes closing when she brushes her thumbs over my forehead. Her fingers trace my face and I find myself extremely tired, her actions relaxing.

"Get some sleep, Harry," she whispers, kissing my cheek. I hold her close and drift off, her body resting on mine.

When I wake up, a note is on my pillow and Arabella is already at work. I shower and change, getting ready for work.

The day is pretty boring but I'm playing on the guitar while no customers are in the store, but I do the best I can to make sure the shop is still standing at the end of the night. I close up shop and go home, spending the night with Arabella.

An idea comes back into my head and I think we can do it, but it's a stretch. I've just started thinking about this, but I know we can do this.

"Bella," I whisper, her eyes looking up at me.

"I-I have something I want to do," I tell her, her head nodding.

"Go and put on a dress," I tell her, her eyes looking at me weird. I just encourage her and she goes and changes. I put on a dress shirt and tie a bowtie, looking like an idiot but I want to do this somewhat right. I reach into my dresser and grab the last thing I could think I need, and shove it into my pocket quickly.

Arabella comes out of the bathroom and she's wearing a white dress, her hair up. God, she looks perfect.

"What are we doing?" she asks, my lips curving.

"You'll see," I smile, her eyes bright.

I take her down the street and I smile when I stop in front of the courthouse, her head turning to look up at me. I wiggle my eyebrows and she looks at me with wide eyes, her lips parting.

"Bella," I say, her eyes looking up at me. But they shift down when I kneel down on one knee.

"Marry me," I breathe out, her hand covering her mouth. She nods, completely speechless.

I smile and stand up, rushing the two of us inside. I ask the desk to get married and the lady nods, having us sign papers. We wait and the minister is ready, the two of us walking into the small chapel.

I speak my vows and my speechless Arabella finally talks, and that's when tears fall down her cheeks. I wipe them away and we both say 'I do', then we kiss as if I've never kissed her before.

What a way to spend a Thursday night.

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