Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 35: This is Goodbye.

Harry's POV

"I didn't cheat on you. She threw herself at me, I promise you. I would never put our relationship in jeopardy, I just love you too much. You're the love of my life, and I want to marry you later on in life, grow a family with you, and grow old together. I don't know if I could spend one more second without you, I need you, Kyles." 

Kylie just stared back at me. She didn't speak. "I need time. To think." She simply said. 

"But that's just it, Kylie. Can't you see I can't do that? I can't give you any more time! I can't go through one more sleepless night. I haven't been able to sleep because you're not there to cuddle with. I can't give you any more time than you've already taken. Just be my girlfriend." I pleaded. 

Kylie looked away. I placed a hand under her chin, and the other around her waist. My face inched closer to hers and our lips finally found our way to each other after days of not meeting again. The kiss lasted 30 seconds, and it was lovely. God, I missed her. 

Kylie pulled away. "Please. I need a little break to think. Respect my time and space." She said. I nodded. 

"I'll call you, okay?" I said, walking out the front door. 

She just nodded. I walked down the steps into the cold London air. I heard a door slam. I turned around and realized it was only Kylie closing the front door behind her. My eyes teared up, and soon I was full-out crying, walking down the street. 

Kylie's POV

"I'll call you, okay?" He said. I couldn't bring myself up to say anything. After that kiss, I really didn't know what to do or say. And then he walked out, leaving me stranded in the doorway. I was to emotional to run out and stop him from leaving me. I just didn't have the energy. Plus I needed time to think.

Do I get back together with him? Or do I just end it all?

Both decisions had ups and downs. If I got back together with him, yes of course, I'd be happy, but what if he broke my heart again? And if I end it all, I won't ever be happy again, I'll probably never be able to go outside again, I'll never love anyone ever again, and I'll probably lose my only chance at staying with the love of my life, my soulmate, Harry. 

So I guess the only right decision was getting back together with him. And if he says that he wasn't cheating on me and the girl forced herself on him, then I believe him. I fully trust him. 

Fuck this, I'm going to get my boyfriend back. I opened the door again, and looked outside. It was already pretty dark out, but you could still see because of all the London lights and lit-up buildings. "Harry, where are you?" I whispered to myself. 

I finally saw a dark figure with curly hair. Bingo. 

"HARRY! HARRY, WAIT!" I screamed, running down the steps as quickly as I could. He turned around, looked at me and smiled. 

I couldn't breathe anymore, the coldness in the air made my throat tighten, not to mention I was running really fast down the street. 

I stopped about 17 feet away from Harry.

"I don't need to think anymore. Fuck that. You're the one I love. I always will. I can't stand not falling asleep next to you, in your arms. I miss kissing you, and living every second of the day with you. I fucking miss you, Harry." I screamed across the road. 

Harry was on the sidewalk on a street and I was on a sidewalk across the road from Harry, so we had to scream to clearly hear each other.

"God, I bloody missed you." Harry yelled. I could see a smile appear on his face.