Found Me [Harry AU // COMPLETED]

Chapter Forty Nine

A/N
Uploading this again because there was a mistake in this chapter. I tend to forget stuff a lot.

Aronica don't know what else to do now, only holding onto Harry's hand tightly. He didn't mind as he was as well, his knuckles turning white. She rests her head on his shoulders while the crowd breaks apart. 

She could only hear Gemma's screams, he could only hear the sirens, both of the sounds breaking them. Until loud, rushing footsteps came.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry for leaving you guys behind" Deanne pants, sweat trailing down and down and she shivers from how ticklish it felt. She eyes them both and realizing they weren't going to say anything, she walks and sits next to Aronica, but a little bit further.

They stay quiet, hearing the commotion outside, even if the door was shut the sound was very loud. But they remain silent, unsure of what to do now or what to say even.

"They got him" Deanne only says, tired of the tension.

Harry's eyes widen, and so was Aronica's as they stare at her. "How?"

"Well, he has been sending me threatening messages and that shithead forgot how the 21st century worked so I ran to the police station so they could track him down an-"

"He was sending you messages?" Harry asks, confused to why he didn't know about this. "Since when?"

"Uh, earlier today." 

"What?" he looks at her properly now, remembering her weird expression earlier. And so she lied. 

"I'm sorry, I just didn't want to add up more to your problems. Me staying at your place was space consuming enough" she defended. 

"Did you forget about what I told you? Just tell me anything, no matter what situation I'm in."

Deanne didn't know what else to say so she simply nods, sighs and leans int couch. Aronica watched, stared at her to be more exact before she finds herself fluttering her eyelids from sleepiness. She taps Harry's shoulder lightly anyways and raises an eyebrow.

"I'm going to go rest" she says and he nods. As she stands up, she hears Harry whispering something to Deanne, to which she replied with a 'sure'. Harry walks with her to the stairs, grabbing her hand and leading her the way. Her fingers tighten around his and she then realizes where he's going. More like which room he's choosing.

They both stand in front of his room, the one where she had cleaned few days back. He looks at her and she nods, opening the door with her free hand. She walks in and lets go of his hand to dust away the bed sheet, even though it's a different and new one. She thanks herself silently for cleaning this whole room. 

She falls on the bed and sighs. Harry stays there and later lies down next to her, knowing that she wants him to even without saying anything. They stare at the ceiling above, breathing in the same air and thinking about the same thing. Until he decided that he was tired pf thinking about that, he needed this moment to be for them both only. 

"Ronnie,"he says and her heart shakes from the name, considering no one has ever bothered calling her by something else other than just her name. She smiles and moves closer to him as if to tell him to go on with what he wanted to say. "When you said that you cleaned this room because you thought I'd be moving in, now that I think of it, you were very selfish."

She breathes in sharply, shutting her eyes. Oh God. Guilt washes away her pain and she winces.

"Harry..."

"I can't believe you were willing to leave me just like that."

"I know, I'm sorry," she shakes her head. "I was just eager to live there already that I forgot about what would happen when I leave."

"Living here, even though I would be with Gemma, wouldn't make it any better. You became a part of my life and losing you at the same time I get another part is just...it makes me prefer things this way."

"I won't leave you, Harry. I need you as much as you do of me."

He smiles down at her, presses his lips on her and nods. "Yeah, you're right. It's alright, I forgive you."

"I'm sorry." She brings his head to meet hers and he stares into her eyes intently. She strokes his cheeks and comforts him softly, causing him to close his eyes briefly. Silence was coated with the sound of their breathing and the wind that complimented the situation. But they could only hear their own thoughts, begging to be said out loud. 

And he gives in because of the gentle touch of her fingers. 

"Aronica" he breathes out in a way that made her fingers stop moving. She holds her breath, anticipating of what he's about to say. She can hear her heart pause, her beatings unheard unlike it usually is whenever he's around. He looks like he's about to say things he's always wanted to say, things that he's been keeping for a while and that his chest needs space to let all the emotions gather and pour out. She didn't want to wait, she wanted to hear him say it already because she doesn't know how long she can last without breathing. 

"I'm falling for you, Aronica," he opens his eyes and sees her unreadable expression. Her eyes tremble as she stares into his eyes deeper, deeper and deeper, as if she wants to remove the layers in him until she gets to his core. She's never felt like this, she's never felt the desire to just rip someone open. She breathes out and smiles, hoping he'd see how much she's been waiting for him to say that. 

"I think I already fell." She finds herself saying and in that second, he pulls his arm away to hover over her and lean in to combine their lips, her eyes immediately shutting as his does. Her hands slowly grasp onto his neck as she focuses onto his lips, mainly on how he's kissing her with so much strength and, at the same time, delicateness. 

His fingers plays with the strands of her hair as his tongue sweeps in, dancing in her mouth while she breathes into him. They breathe into each other as if other kinds of air would kill them, and closing the gap in between them like the gap might allow in any force that would push them apart. They hold each other and kiss like they've never done before. 

As they pull away, they breathe heavily and loud. He kisses her nose, her cheeks and her forehead gently, gazing down at her devoted eyes. She smiles, wide and as he lays back down beside her, she brings her arm to hold him, her legs going on his hip and presses her head on his chest as he returns back the closure. 

They've never been this close, never felt this much emotion all in once and went through so much in one day. But they've found each other through all of this and maybe now it's over, now it's going to be only them.

Now it's finally letting them go. 

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A/N

One more chapter to gooo.

And an epilogue. I don't even know how to feel about the fact that I'm going to finish a story that I never knew would be completed. Gosh, can't really expect anything anymore.