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*This chapter will be a little bit mature*
::Harry::
The constant confusion I have over just one person is unreal. Who knew you could look at someone from a distance and feel something for them and not being able to decipher how you really feel about them. Like whether or not you like them or not. Whether you hate them or not. That is my current struggle. Deciding if I like her or not. She is a good person. She has never given me a real reason as to why she isn't trustworthy. I am just skeptical of opening up my heart and mind to her. I have been hurt countless times before. Who is to say that she won't do it to me as well.
When I look at her I see a girl who is broken inside. I see someone who is afraid to do things for herself. I see a girl who lost both of her parents all in the same day. Yes Jasmine's mother is still alive. However, her mother did horrible things to her. Jasmine has told me countless times that her mother is dead to her. She doesn't love her for what she has done to her. Her mother sold her to my mother to pocket the money. That to me is so ill-mannered.
We were both watching a movie in the living room. Jasmine was cuddling a couple pillows and I looked over to see her crying a bit and sighed. I hated the way her medicine made her feel. It constlantly had her crying or yelling at me. She would just lash out at me. I got up from my side of the couch and gently moved her forward and slipped in behind her and held her in my arms.
"I remember her Harry." She whispered.
I was surprised and somewhat relieved. If she started gaining some of her memory back than we would be heading in the right direction to helping her fully recover.
"Tell me who." I already knew, but I think it would make her feel better if she were to tell me about it and for her to vent her feelings to me.
"My mom. She used to beat me and she used to let men hurt me." She wailed and carefully turned her body so that her face was on my chest. I rubbed up and down her back.
"Your safe now Jasmine. No one will hurt you here."
"Yeah but they hurt me in ways that will never be healed Harry. They r-raped me. I was raped at age 13. Who does that to their own duaghter." She cried even harder.
It pained me that she thinks that she is anything less than innocent. She is innocent no matter what. Just because she was hurt in such a way doesn't mean that she is a whore.
I took hold of her chin and lifted her head up to look me in the eyes. I stared into her eyes and felt that connection. Her and I were the same. We were both lost souls being pushed together by the universe. We needed each other in ways that no one else would understand. We completed each other.
"Jasmine you are a beautiful girl and just because some man decided to hurt you doesn't mean you aren't innocent. You deserve to be loved and to be treated right and I will do everything I can to prove that to you." I said truthfully. I leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. The saltiness of her tears mixing into our kiss. She pulled away and looked at me with so much love. I felt that she did truly care for me.
"Harry make love to me then. Show me." She pleaded. I was a little shocked but I nodded. I kissed her again and she kissed back once more. It soon got heated and she tugged on my shirt. I broke the kiss and quickly pulled it off. I then stood up and picked her up and went upstairs to my room. I laid her down on my bed and carefully climbed on top of her.
I left kisses up and down her neck and slowly down her chest. I lifted up the tank top and helped her take it off. I looked at her and seen she was nervous. I kissed her once more and then went back to kissing her neck. I kissed and sucked on her collarbones. I kissed lower down and she moaned slightly. I smiled and reached behind her back unclasping her bra.
:: Jasmine ::
He was being gentle with me. He was showing me how much he cared about me. The truth was I remembered everything. I remember Harry saying in the hospital how he didn't really love me. Here he is though. He is on top of me kissing me. He is caring for me in such a way that I didn't know exsisted.
His hand skimmed down lower to the hems of both my sweatpants and my panties. He glanced up at me and I nodded. He slowly pulled down my pants leaving me in my panties. I was so nervous. I have never had a man want to show me how much they love me. I don't know if Harry loves me. The way he is treating me and how careful he is being with. I just couldn't stop. I needed this. I needed him.
I carefully tugged on his gym shorts and he complied me shimming them off. We shared soft and tender kisses in between our deep breaths. He looked into my eyes.
"Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded. I have never felt so sure in my life.
He slipped off my underwear and his boxers. He leaned over and grabbed a condom out of his bedside table. He slipped it on and he told me if it hurt to tell him. He carefully pushed in and I moaned. He kept thrusting in and out of me at a slow pace. He kissed my neck and my shoulders. It was a pleasant feeling having someone care for me.
"I love you Harry." He pecked my lips.
"I love you too."
I could tell he really meant that.
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:: Harry ::
We layed in bed and cuddled afterwards. I was running through my mind of why I loved her. She was kind and sweet and caring. I didn't think I loved her until now. Now I know that I do. She makes me undeniably happy. The way her hair falls into her eyes when she blushes. The way she laughs at my corny jokes is amazing.
I never knew that loving her would bring me so much happiness.
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I don't know why but I was struggling to write this chapter before I had three different ideas before I finally choose to write this one. It seems kind of corny and things but to be really honest this just a filler. I know he said he loves her and everything which is a huge thing to the storyline. Now I can hopefully start going into the bigger and dramatic things that I have planned. I hope you enjoyed it and I am not sure if any of you are against the mature scenes or not so let me know if I should write more of the. I mean this chapter was a little bit mature but nothing too graphic.
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