Apex- AU HS FANFIC

Chapter 35

I stared at him, my body loosened. He seemed hurt as he stared at me. Waiting. His looked down and I pulled my arms over his neck, pulling him closer to me. His arms wrapped around mine as he just broke down. 

"Of course I love you, you dork." I put my legs around his torso and squeezed him tighter, hoping if I did so he would feel the love I had for him.

"I'm sorry, okay? I shouldn't have left. You're right. I didn't take into consideration your feelings or my mothers or anybody's other than my own." He pressed soft kisses to my collarbone. He was holding onto me tightly, his face buried in my neck, my hair probably tickling him. 

"I overreacted about alot of things but I really was scared, Haz." 

"I know. I'm sorry." He looked up at me and I gave him a smile which he doubled over to give me a grin. 

"So, we're good? Together again?" 

"We never broke up you dork. You're stuck with me for life." I mumbled and he rolled his eyes. "Stuck is a loose term. Doomed is where it's at." He joked and I rolled my eyes.

"So, to be clear, you're done?" Harry asked casually and I stared at him.

"With?" 

"Your attitude. For good?" I laughed against his lips as he waited for my answer. 

"For now yes. For good? No. Tomorrow is another day." I hummed and he grinned at me. 

"For now?"  

"For now." I squealed when he pressed his lips to mine, not caring about our family that were sprawled around the house, most likely watching us argue. 

"Thank god. I don't think I'd be able to live without it." He laughed and I pulled away, staring at him. "You know I love you, right? I'm sorry about what I said earlier." "I know, we both said shit we didn't mean. Like when I said I loved you?" He scoffed playfully, rolling his eyes. "As if. I'm still into that hot dweeb from school." "Yeah? Jokes on you. I'm into that really hot soccer player. He's like this tall, curly hair. Green eyes? Yeah I bet you've seen him around. He's kind of an asshole." 

"Oh yeah? Why are you into him then?" Harry asked with a stupid smirk. 

"Because he's my asshole. He's really sweet to me, he hates all my gifts and refuses to acknowledge the fact that Drake is a way better artist than everybody out there. Plus he's really good at putting me in my place when my attitude becomes to much." I whispered the last part against his lips and he laughed. 

"Damn right I am. It's truly a gift. As for Drake, I just say that stuff to piss you off. Hearing you prove your point is cute. I also don't hate all your gifts. I love this one." He held his tags up and I smiled, leaning forward to bump tags with him. 

"It's been 2 days since the last one so I owe you two. Come on, let's go. I want to see you open them and then I want to nap. I haven't really you know, slept?" I rubbed my eyes and he rolled his. 

"I don't want them." 

"I don't want alot of things that I have yet here you are. Wait 30 seconds I can't tell you where I stashed the other things." I joked and he laughed at me, pecking my lips as he set me down. 

"They better not be like your first gift." Expensive. I didn't answer, instead I ran up the stairs quickly. 

"Babe, I mean it." Harry warned as he followed me. I went into my closet before he could come in and took the two gifts from my shelf. I sat them on the bed, waiting while out of breath. 

"You good?" He laughed, closing the door behind him. "No. I'm really out of shape. You feed me too well. Stop it." "Never." He laughed and I sat on my knees on the bed, handing him the first gift. He opened it, smiling when he saw bracelet I had for him. I had the matching one. 

"Ironic considering I just bought our rings." He chuckled as I helped him put it on. It was a black bracelet with gold crown beads. I smiled at him and took mine out the drawer, he helped me put it on. 

"Okay. This one is a little more personal." I said, straddling his waist as he laid down, weight on his elbow. 

"Is it sex? I'd prefer you to wait." 

"No unless you're up for it." I winked and he chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss to my lips. "What is it?" "It's a collection of things I've worked on for you. It's hard to explain without letting you figure for yourself. Open." I moved the big box towards him, he frowned. 

"It better not be expensive. If it is we're going to go look at engagement rings right now and buy the most expensive." He warned, one hand on my bum while the other worked to peel the paper off. I tried to move but he warned me not to. 

He opened the box, sitting up to look inside. It was alot of things. It had letters I had written him for various reasons. Some just expressed my love for him while others were for his several moods. I had a few dozen of polaroid photos from our night getting high. I had a flashdrive filled with videos I took with him, pictures as well so he could watch when we aren't together physically and he won't drive all the way here to see me. I got him a bear with my voice box on it saying that I love him and he will forever be in my heart. Along with all that I framed the photos from our first date at Panda express that played on an electronic loop of the millions of photos we took.

The photo was of us being dorks. His arm was around me, a piece of orange chicken was exposed in his mouth and I was laughing at him.. The next picture was him kissing my cheek, the next was him kissing me. It was pictures from all our adventures together. Josh had even managed to frame my favorite picture for me, it was of us after my volleyball game.

 I was in his arms, my legs around his waist while he smiled up at me. We looked like those stupid tumblr pictures where the light behind our eyes shined brighter than the sun, it was my favorite. I never really paid attention to how he looked at me but even now I could see the love behind his eyes. It was my favorite thing. I threw in a few bars of Twix since he loves them so much.

He read some of the letters, his thumb traced patterns onto my hip. His eyes scanned it but even then I knew he loved the gift. 

"I love it." He whispered, putting down the letter and moved the box, throwing me down beside him gently. He positioned himself between my legs and kissed me. His hands moving to cup my face and thumbs moved to trace patterns into it. 

"I love you." He hummed happily. 

"I love you too. I'm not going anywhere any time soon. We're getting married next year, you goof." I laughed, not knowing next year I would not be marrying him. Next year would be hell for me.

 Next year would be hell for both of us.