CHAPTER: 6
HARRY P.O.V:
The navy blue walls locked away, the apartment quiet. I watched her from the sitting postion I was in her profile on full display. Her brown hair cascading around her face the black leggings she wore hugging her legs the gray rock band shirt flowing off of her torso, gray hightops covering her feet.
She moved from her postion eyes still locked on the vinyl record in front of her placing it down on the electic player. Her gaze meeting mine, smile soft the slightly blue bags under eyes showing the imperfection, letting me see the real side of her making my mind see she was not only in my dreams.
I patted the maroon bed spread gesturing for her to come sit next to me. She did as instructed sitting down leaning her back against the head board beside me. Her eyes never meeting my stare on her; gaze staying on the wall in front. On instinct not wanting the perfect moment to escape I grasped the camara underneath my bed.The bright flash grabbing her attention. "Did you just take a picture of me?" she chuckled I pointed the screen to her showing her. Head tilted up, chin in the air eyes closed the sound of the music taking over her senses. The heavy camara leaving my grip as she took it standing on her knees in front of my legs the flash catching me by suprise the smile from her quick movements still plasterd on my face in the picture. "Delete that" I chuckled going for the poloroid "nope" she giggled "no?' I repeated my hands flying to her sides tickling her. Loud laughs escaped her lips pleads of me letting her go following after. My hands pinning down her wrist above her head almost immediatly removing the grip about to raise myself from the straddling postion above her. But her actions quick once again. Her hand laying on the small of my back keeping me still. The small hand inching up ontop of my shirt stopping at the back of my neck. Pressure pulled me down little by little till I was only so close to her. The gray of her eyes watching my green ones. Specks of blue and green gleaming in her orbs soft pink lips beneath mine. I felt her head move closer the soft skin above her lips brushing against the tip of my nose our lips meeting only seconds later both our hands moving to the camara. The white light going off capturing us.
our lips seperated eyes opening to meet each others "the perfect moment" I whispered my lips falling back down on to hers.
we sat in the bed room still her back pressed to my upper bicep her smile showing the pearly whites that seemed to always make my stomach lurch with content.
"wait? why'd you hate me when we first met?" I asked laughing at her previous statment telling me she had once dispised me. "because"' she laughed "I could tell you were gonna be a cocky little bastard" she went on her head flying back on to my shoulder a sly grin on her lips "oh really?" I replied moving from behind her so my body was between her legs now. A smirk still playing the corner of her lips "I wouldn't excatly say little, love" I whispered into her. Her laugh starting up again her head falling into the crook of my neck body shaking with laughter. The actions bringing a smile to my own lips "what's so funny about that?" I asked a grin still laying on my own face she never answered just continued to laugh into me my hand patting the back of her head "it's alright" I teased.
Once her laughs subsided we went back to our orginal stanza her body between my legs back still pressed to me. I felt her head fall on to my chest looking down seeing her eyes closed calmness taking over her expression. Sleeping in my arms little snores leaving her lips here and there:
"I love you" I whispered half wishing she heard and the other half wishing she hadn't.
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