CHAPTER: 11
HARRY P.O.V:
Her soft pale body layed next to my thigh the warmth she radiated tingled the muscules inside of me. It only made her seem so real even though she seemed like a dream. Their in my mind but slowly fading with the passing hours of pure peacful sleep. The night such trauma, such heartbreak seeing the person you love drop to a dangling point holding on to the ridged gray rocks with only one hand palm glistened in sweat. She was falling and then I broke the door.
The sounds of pills clattering still being heard. The gasp released from within her as if she wanted me to run in and stop her. She wanted to let go but something held her back, and in this moment I believed it was me. Did it frighten me? Did it relieve me? I still felt like I couldn't breathe, a rock was laying on my lungs they were collaspsing, the feeling so real I had to check to see it wasn't just a figment of my imgination. But it was.
First I was mad, I was scared wanting to walk away and never look back, was it because of me? But then I thought it's because of her. She placed two delicate hands on my waist the touch so electric, I wanted to kiss her, breathe her, touch her make sure she was here. To see I wasn't just reminding myself of a fading memory.
I loved her, with all my heart her eyes shut from the world her body chilled from the exposed skin. The wanting to touch her feel her as she layed still the idea seeming foolish scared she'd disappear that she'd fear me. But to feel the soft rhythm of her heartbeat against mine to look into her innocent eyes, filled with lust and perfection. I let my body fall down laying on my back head turned to hers, I felt the breeze of her breathing on my chin, the thought of her still alive bringing a soft smile to my lips. With out much of a thought long fingers touched her skin pulling her into my larger figure letting my body be her blanket shelter form the cold atmosphere. To protect her from the nightmares I promised myself I would never let her experience to never let her feel alone again.
"I love you" I whispered her shampoo soft and simple wafting into my senses. The presence of two hands hugging me tight and letting me go only seconds later her body moving so her back was to my chest "I love you too" She mumbled in her sleep but the true blissfull beauty came through her as she let the smile become her expression.
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