Don't Give Up on Me

Chapter 4: One Month

After Y/N and Harrison made up, things appeared to go back to normal. Harrison went on weekly missions and could only talk to Y/N once a week. While that was hard on both of them, they loved that every time they spoke it was through facetime.

Harrison didn't realize what time it was when he facetimed Y/N. The ringing of her phone while she was asleep caused her to shift in her bed. Her tired eyes read the screen: Harrison. When Y/N answered the call, she was not thinking about the lack of lighting or anything, just Harrison.

"Y/N, love? Where are you?" Harrison's voice was filled with concern.

"I was sleeping, babe. What's up?" Y/N yawned.

"Babe?" Harrison laughed at the new nickname.

"Fu- I'm sorry H. I was in deep sleep..." Y/N turned on the lamp by her bed.

"It's okay, love. I should let you go back to sleep." He smiled at the sight of her disheveled hair.

"No, it's okay. I love talking to you." She blushed while the corners of her lips tugged upwards.

"I love talking to you too! Can I tell you about a dream I had the other day?" Harrison shyly asked.

"Don't you mean night?" Y/N tried to correct him.

"I do mean day." He corrected her.

"Well, get on with it!" She eagerly wanted him to share the dream with her.

"You better not laugh..." He quickly shifted his gaze off screen.

"Haz, you know I won't unless it's actually funny." She reassured him, hoping that was that was sufficient for him to share.

"Okay, well..."

Harrison began to describe his dream. He had made it back home, and as he walked through the door of his room, Y/N was there sitting on his bed reading "Catch-22." She hadn't noticed that he was standing there until he cleared his throat. Y/N looked up from her book, jumped off his bed, and ran to him. Harrison dropped his bags and welcomed the embrace from the woman he loved. He described how tightly she hugged him, and when they pulled away, Harrison paused his storytelling.

"What happened?" Y/N inquired excitedly.

"I don't know if I should tell you..." Harrison's hand reaches for the back of his neck.

"C'mon Haz! What happened next?" She pleaded at the image of her best friend.

"Well, we, uh, we kissed. Er, I guess, I kissed you." He continued with his nervous tic of rubbing the back of his neck.

"Haz..." She said his name softer than she intended.

"I know that I shouldn't have told you. I'm sor-" He quickly tried to apologize.

"No, Haz! I think it's really sweet." Her lips curved upwards as her cheeks tinted. 

Harrison and Y/N continued to talk, mostly about how they felt about each other. As they began to express the feelings that they have held onto for so long. It felt as though a weight as heavy as tons of stone was lifted from their shoulders. They felt a release from the invisible force constricting their lungs and were finally able to take in air once again. It was as though the miles between them were nonexistent and it was just them.

"Go back to sleep, love." He told her kindly.

"Okay. I love you, Harrison." She smiled after a small yawn.

"I love you too, Y/N. I'll talk to you in a week." He said before ending the call.

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