Pain 2: Him (H.S)

Chapter 22

The last chapter took place on a Saturday, and now it's Wednesday.

Everything I've been wanting and hoping for has finally come to reality and I honestly couldn't be more happy. Harry and I are finally at that good place and I have such high hopes and faith in our relationship. We've spent every night at the new apartment this week and the best apart about it all is that it's our little secret.

Harry is everything a girl could ask for. I almost feel bad for those who don't have someone like him in their lives simply because he's the light to every shade of darkness my demons and Devil's taint my life with and only he can fight them away. I feel like someone who's as selfish and stubborn as me shouldn't have someone so humble and down to earth like Harry, but the little faith God has in me lead me to him and I intend to expand that faith into something undying and everlasting.

It's an exciting yet nerve racking thought knowing that a little after my eighteenth birthday, I'm officially going to get married and be someone's wife. Harry keeps telling me it's not going to be any different, just a ring on my finger, but his love isn't going to change because of it. He told me that everyday his love for me grows more and more that it would be impossible for him to just wake up and leave. I can't believe after everything I put him through, he's still here. If I were in his position, I would've left me so long ago and found someone better but for some reason, he loves me. He loves me more than anyone else in the world and he shows me his unconditional love more than words can explain to you; I'm lucky.

I'm madly in love with the apartment and it's decor and breath taking view of the outside world, it's almost like this place is our own little castle. Yesterday we went home early to install the windows and door and although Harry looked sexy and irresistible in his jeans and tool belt, he struggled trying to put the windows in. The door was no problem but the windows were a hassle so he called Conor over while Harry sat and watched him and I made them lunch as they worked.

Harry's mom called a few times since she had left and I'm still wondering when she's going to tell Harry she's moving back home. I understand where she's coming from and I know I'm in no position to keep her away from her son, but Harry is all I have. I know my mom and Alan are with me, but they're going to be too busy raising the twins, there won't be room left for me and I honestly need their attention to keep me happy. I hate feeling ignored and left out and Harry makes sure that doesn't happen every day so without him I'm just lost.

I invited them over for lunch on Monday, and while Alan and Harry sat awkwardly trying to have a proper conversation, my mom helped in the kitchen; help as in she begged me to come back home. She went on and on about how I'm too young to be here alone with him and that "tricking" Harry into marrying me to keep him alive is wrong and that I should "call it off" before I end up hurting him. I understand and agree with the whole "too young" thing, but I never tricked Harry into marrying me. I know at the time I felt like I had no choice but if you were in my shoes you would have done and said anything to keep the person you love from killing themselves, especially in front of you and I didn't want to have to live the rest of my life remembering that. I didn't want to be responsible and walk around as if I had nothing to do with it. It would have eaten me alive and I'd end up doing the same thing. Harry knows I love him and want to marry him, I tell him all the time how happy I am so just the fact that my mom thinks I'm "tricking" him hurts me. She doesn't know anything and will never understand the way I feel towards him, and there's honestly no reason to explain since she'll counteract my defense with something to make me feel like I'm doing everything wrong.

It's mid-week so the mall isn't as crowded as it usually is, but it benefits us since Harry hates big crowds.

"So you're off your period?" Our intertwined hands swings back and forth while we walk down the halls of the ginormous mall.