~Carrie's POV~
The cab had just pulled into Harry's house and when I saw it I almost died a little bit. It wasn't a mansion like you would expect. It was this beautiful little blue house. It had a cute little cream colored door and it had a cute little fence around it. I walked up to the gate and opened it. I was greeted by a little puppy.
"Aww hi little baby." I said reaching down to rub it's cute little head. "What's your name?" I said reaching down to it's collar. "Baby. That's a cute name for a puppy." I picked her up and walked to the front door. I turned the handle and it opened. I was greeted with pale blue walls, a tan little couch, a coffee table with a rug underneath it, a pretty brick fire place with a tv over it. The living room was gorgeous. I sat the puppy down and wandered down the hallway. I got to the last door in the hallway and I opened it. It had a king sized bed with red blankets, a dresser with five drawers, a closet, and a chest. I went and sat on his bed. It was so comfy. I laid down and went to sleep.
~Harry's POV~
I woke up to Carrie's apartment trashed. Damn. He must have came here looking for her. Good thing I sent her to my house. I really hope it was clean. I wonder what she's doing? I stood up and popped my back. I called a cab to come get me. It took about twenty minutes for the cab to get here. I told him the address for my house and hope that he could get there fast. I really missed Carrie. About forty five minutes later we arrived at my home. I paid the driver and told him to keep the change. I pushed open the gate and ran up the walkway. I opened my door and I didn't see her in the living room. I ran to the kitchen and still didn't see her. I was really worried. I ran down the hallway and checked the bathroom. Then I got to my room. I slowly opened the door and I saw her sleeping. I let out a breath of relief. Then I walked over to her and I pulled off her shoes. I then walked over to my dresser and pulled out my Pink Floyd shirt. I walked back over to her and slipped off her jeans and her shirt. Then I pulled the T-shirt over her head. I pulled the blankets back and covered her up. Then I took off my button up shirt and slipped of my pants. I crawled into bed next to her and wrapped my arm around her.
"I love you."
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Love That Kills
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