Always(Trilogy)

Chapter 18

(Very important author's note at the end!!! Please read it!!! This isn't a very long chapter but I hope you enjoy it regardless:))

~Father's Day, 2012~

*Allison's POV*

"I don't know." I sigh. "I really don't know what to get Harry for Father's Day."

"How about some tools?" Danielle suggests, while examining a tool kit.

"No, he's not really the building type."

"What about some stuff from his favorite sport's team?"

"Trust me, Harry's got enough Greenbay Packers jersies and merchandise to supply the needs of every sports fan." I laugh and she smiles, shrugging.

"Well, maybe you don't really need to buy him anything." she says. "Harry's a simple man and he doesn't expect much. Maybe you don't even have to get him anything for Father's Day."

"No, it just doesn't feel right. I'd feel guilty if I didn't." I admit. "Especially considering he got me that amazing massage and spa treatment for Mother's Day."

"Well, whatever it is you conjure up, Allison, remember one thing."

"What's that?"

"Make sure it just comes from the heart."

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"I'm home." I call out, setting the keys on the kitchen counter. Harry soon appears down the stairs, holding a bowl of icecream and a spoon in his hands. His face immediately breaks out into a smile when he sees me. He sets down the bowl and spoon, wrapping his arms around me and encasing me in his warmth. I rest my head on his chest, feeling very comforted and calm in his embrace.

"How'd the shopping go?" he asks.

"Not so well." I admit. "I can't find anything that would be perfect for you for Father's Day." I pout and he smiles, gently pressing his lips to my forehead.

"I already have the perfect gift." he says. "I have you. And you're the best gift I could ever wish for. Nothing will ever be better than having you by my side every day." he leans down and presses his lips to mine for just a second. I smile and then playfully push at his chest.

"You're just saying that."

"But I'm not." he promises. "I don't need anything, honestly. I've got Brooklyn, my health, my family and friends, and most importantly, the love of my life." he leans down and kisses me again and I can't help but smile. I know Harry's saying he doesn't really want or need anything, but I still want to get him something.

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"The guys are all coming over later right?" I ask while intricitely icing the words 'Happy Father's Day' on a cake.

"Yep." Harry answers, wrapping his arms around me from behind. His lips leave a kiss to my temple and then my cheek, then my shoulder and I chuckle. "I can't exactly concentrate when you're doing that, Haz." I admit.

"Sorry." he apologizes with a cheeky smile. "I didn't mean to distract you, love."

"Mmhmm. Sure you didn't." I roll my eyes playfully. "Here, taste this." I say, sticking my finger out with the chocolate icing on it. He doesn't hesitate to wrap his full lips around my finger, gently sucking the icing off. His tounge swirls around, his eyes lit up with humour. I know there can't be anymore icing left on my finger, he's just being a tease. He gently bites down on the pad of my forefinger before leaving a peck to my lips.

"It's delicious." he says and I playfully swat his arm.

"Stop being such a tease." I laugh just the doorbell rings and Harry groans. "What's wrong?" I question.