Day by Day

"I missed You"

"I love you."

"I love you."

He takes my hand in his and plays with my right hand. I turn my head to the side to see his face. His eyes are focused on my fingers as he touches them one by one and touches the pad of my fingers slowly. He brings one of my fingers to his mouth and gently bites the pad.

"Harry!" I say removing my hand from his mouth as he laughs, looking up at the sky. He tries to grab my hand again but I pull away playfully. "No more bitting", he says. I give him my hand and he intertwines our fingers and rests our hands on his tummy.

"Finally home, after seven months." He exhales deeply and turns his head, looking at me and our eyes locking.

"You're finally here. What a boring way to spend your first day back. At home, laying on the grass with me."

I push his hair back with my free hand and he closes his eyes. "It's perfect. After all the crazyness for seven months, this is perfection."

The inside of my hand recieves a small kiss. "I love you."

"I love you more", I poke his nose as I say the words.

"Do you realize we say we love each other quite often?"

"Yeah, it's boring and gross." His lips turn into a small smile as I turn my body to rest sideways. He lets go of my hand so I can rest my head on it and my other hand starts tracing small patterns on his chest. His head turns back again to look at the sky. The sun is going down. His eyes look greener than ever.

"I'm so happy you're back. I won't be alone in this big house anymore."

"What did you miss most about me?"

"Besides hundreds of water bottles in the fridge and clothes everywhere?" I smile and he laughs. "I missed a lot of things. You have no idea." His hair is smooth between my fingers as they move down to trace his eyebrows.

"Like what?"

"You want the entire list of things that I missed about you?", he nods, "boy, we're going to be here all night then."

"Your jokes, but I didn't miss those that much because you always say stupid jokes over the phone. I missed your clothes, the closet looks awful half empty... I missed waking up next to you, the bed is incredibly big for one person and I had to cuddle with the pillows, how sad... Your cooking. That pasta you make with the shrimp or your pancakes, so good."

We switch positions. I rest back, laying fat on the grass and Harry turns sideways, resting his head on his hand. I look up at him as his fingers now trace circles on my belly.

"Oh I missed your t-shirts. You left some for me to wear but I had to wash them some time and they lost their smell. It was tragic for me." He smiles. "When they smelled like you I could imagine I was laying with you, like right now. I missed sleeping with you, hugging you, holding you, basically I missed having physical contact with you. Your body is always so warm and cuddly. You're taller and wider than me so we kinda fit together perfectly.

"I also missed your kisses. On my cheeks, hands, nose, forehead, lips, everywhere. You're always so gentle with me. I missed your laughter, which by the way is my favorite sound in the world if you didn't know. Your smile, when you smile so big that your dimples pop out and your eyes almost close completely, like this", I close his right eye with two of my fingers and that makes him laugh.

"I could go on and on about little things that I missed about you."

He leans down to kiss me softly. "Keep going."

"The way you eat your bananas, carefully peeling it. When you bite it you look so cute. I missed making fun of you. That's one of the biggest things I missed actually. I bet you missed making fun of me too. I missed pissing you off. You're so funny when you're angry. Specially with the sound of the washing machine that you hate." I can't help but laugh. I have to do that trick soon, I miss it.

"I missed watching you brush your teeth shirtless in front of the mirror. Shaving, you have to shave soon, I love to watch you shave. The way you pull down your jaw, looks so hot." He laughs at my words. "When you pull your tight pants up your legs. I missed your voice, your raspy, sexy voice. When you sing to my ear, just for me to listen and no one else. And to summarize, I missed all of you."

My arms go around his neck and bring him down to me so I can kiss his lips. The weather is getting chilly, the grass feeling colder.

"Thank you for missing such weird things about me. I missed a lot about you."

"I want you to tell me everything you missed about me, but right now just tell me what you missed the most."

He looks away and rests next to me, flat on the grass. My head turns to look at him but all he gives me is his profile. His eyes are focused on the sky. "I don't want to say that."

"Why not? I just gave you an extensive list of things I missed about you and that's not even half of the list. I'm just asking for what you missed the most. Isn't there at least one thing about me that you really really missed? It's okay if you didn't miss anything, I was just wonder-"

Suddenly, half of Harry's body is on top of mine and his lips kiss mine probably like never before. He is soft and gentle but I can feel an urgency behind his lips. His tongue makes it's way with mine. A few seconds, after we can't breathe, he pulls away and pecks my lips.

His forehead rests against mine. "That's sums it up, what I missed most about you. Kissing you, holding you, feeling your heartbeat go faster when I touch you. The thing I missed the most in general was you."

I get up from the grass and sit up straight. Harry sits in front of me and he pulls my ankles so I rest between his legs as my legs are over his and my feet are behind his body. My hands touch his jaw gently.

"To avoid the repetition of the 'I love you", I'll say that I like you a lot Harry."

I feel his jaw move as he smiles.

"Me too baby." His lips quickly peck mine. "Now up and help me unpack." He gets up as I stay seated and he pulls my arms up.

"No! I hate unpacking. Leave your stuff there!"

"Come on, don't be lazy. Unpacking time. Plus, it's getting cold here, lets go inside."

He helps me get up and I realize my ass is dirty from when he pulled my ankles. "My jeans are dirty, thanks!" I fist him on the shoulder.

"You're very welcome. Last one to get to the bedroom has to wash my dirty clothes." He starts to run inside the house, his laughter fading away as he runs.

"What?! Harry!" I start running inside and I see him standing on the stairs.

"I was waiting for you, you're so slow babe." He pretends to yawn as I run to where he is and we bump into each other to get first to the bedroom.

He's back.

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