Chapter 13
Me and Harry have never really went further than making out. but tonight we finally slept together. hes so warm. while he's passed out I just can't stop thinking about the picture of him and Caroline. I shake him and he quickly wakes up. I'm totally going to ruin this moment. "Harry" I whisper. "yes love?" he answers. "whens the last time you've been on twitter?" I ask. he's never on twitter so I have no clue if he's seen the picture or not. "um.. I don't know... Monday?" I sigh. "well... when's the last time you've seen Caroline?" I hold my breathe waiting for the response. "not since we've broken up? maybe a little after our first US tour?" he sounds confused. "so, not anytime lately? not anything like since 2 years?" for some reason, I've always been jealous of Caroline. I'm not sure why. "okay, would you just tell me what's going on and why your questioning me?" I don't need to explain. I just grab my phone and show him. he smiles and stares at it. It hurts thinking that hes smiling at it. I take my phone away and his smile fades. "explanation, please?" I say, smartly. he sits up and kisses me. "it's nothing to worry about" he says. I hesitantly kiss him back. "but, IT IS something to worry about." I say, scared. he sighs. "okay, fine. that's when Caroline and I were dating and we were at our year anniversary and it was such an amazing time." "oh" I sigh and lay back down, not facing him. he then curls up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and said "it's nothing compared to the times we've had together." then kisses my neck. I smile in relief and close my eyes. his strong hands wrapped around my waist. this is my husband. well, promised-to-be husband. I slowly drift off to sleep
