Unconditional

Chapter 18 part 1

Elena's point of view

As the godfather clock stroked four in the morning, the echoing sound traveled through the flat. I was lying on the cold hardwood floor as my attention was on the movie. I could feel Harry moving next to me. I decided we should do a movie-thon till the late a.m. It honestly was one of the best ideas I had. My eyes focused on the warm moving pictures on the screen. The movie was entirely in french, but it's absolutely amazing. I even would doze off and imagine what Paris would be like. It's only a few hours by train from London. Maybe I could convince Alice to go.

The credits start rolling onto the screen, and I'm almost sad that it's over. I sit up a bit so I can stretch my body. Harry sat up and did the same thing as I did. He lazily ruffled his messy brown curls. He looked like a little kid.

"That movie was amazing. I'm glad you told me to watch it." Harry says with a croaky voice.

"I'm glad we watched it. The color grading was un-believable! Now I want to go to Paris." I laugh.

"Have you ever been?"

"I haven't. I always have wanted to as a kid. I wanted to work for Chanel and live in Paris. But obviously that didn't work out. Haha."

"Oh my god!" Harry says. I almost jump from my spot on the floor. I throw my hand over my chest. Harry sniffles a bit.

"Shit Harry."

"I'm sorry! Hahah. I meant like you've really never been?" I fully have his attention now. He sits crossed legged in front of me. His fingers are playing with the string on his pants.

"I honestly haven't!"

"Well, you must go! It's such an amazing city! The music, the restaurants, and the book stores! You would absoulelty love the book stores. I usually collect french books while I am there. I don't know what they say, but they look so delicate."

I never envisioned Harry to be a book collector. Though, the more I look at him, the more it reveals about him. Behind this boy is this complexed creature. While most people judge him by his cover, know one actually opens it to read.

"It's on my bucket list." I smile.

He gives me a toothed grin, but he quickly bring his arm to his mouth and coughs into it. His face looks pale and he look's like he might be sick. He pushes some how his hair back to get it out of his face.

"Harry are you okay? Do you feel well?" I put the back of my hand on his forehead. He feels like he is burning up. He keeps trying to clear his throat.

"I feel like shit." He groans. He starts taking heavy deep breaths. He puts his hand on his chest and closes his eyes like he's trying to concentrate.

"Can you hand my my coat?"

"Yeah." I reach up to the couch to pull off his jacket, and I handed it to him. He reaches into the pockets to find something. He pulls out a little object. I know exactly what it is. He puts it to his lips and breathes in.

"I didn't know you had asthma?" I tilt my head a bit.

"Oh yeah. It was bad when I was a kid, but it's gotten a lot better as I've grown up. Sometimes during the colder weather it bothers me." I felt like he almost felt embarrassed by it. I wasn't going to say anything to him about, but if he is, he shouldn't be.

"My brother used to have asthma too." I say.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Do you want to lay down on the couch or go to bed? I can go back to my house if you want to sleep."

"As much as I don't want to, I probably should."

"Get some sleep. I always live right next door, so i'm sure we will see each other in like 6 hours. Hahah." I get up from my spot and I help Harry up. He grabs my jacket and helps me put it on.

"Do you want to hang out tomorrow? Or well technically today?" He asks me as he buttons the top button.

"Sure. I'm having lunch with Alice, but after that you can have me after that."

"Great. We can do something fun. Well or just casually hangout if my asthma is bothering me."

"I'll call you when i'm done then." I smile.

"Don't forget this." Harry reaches onto the couch and grabs his beanie. He puts it over on my head.

"I only live thirty seconds down the road Harry." I laugh.

"Thirty seconds is enough for you to get sick."

"Okay, if you say so. I will give it back to you when I see you."

"You don't have to give it back, it suits you nicely." I could feel the redness wash over my face. My face was burning by his warm compliment.

"Thanks. Well then I will see you soon." He walks towards his door and unlocks it. He opens it for me. Chivalry is not dead yet. "If you start feeling bad you can always call me." I say. I know I feel really concerned right now leaving him alone, when his asthma his acting up.

"Thank you Elena." He leans against the door frame with his arms against his chest. I know i'm getting him more sick while we stand out in this shitty cold weather.

"Goodnight Harry."

"Good morning."

"Hush. You know what I mean." I laugh. He lowers his arms and reaches for one of my own. He pulls me closely to him. He brushes my cheek with his thumb. I instantly have goose bumps all over my body. I looked at him in those green eyes of his, then to his pink lips. He knows what I want, and soon our lips meet. It's slow and passionate.I can taste the faint hot cocoa on his mouth. The world around us is frozen. I almost forgot we were standing outside in the cold autumn air.

"Goodnight again." I whisper.

"Good morning." He says.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey guys !! I hope you liked this chapter!! I know it was small but it will have more then one part! I thought I would split it up into 2 or three parts so you had something to read. That's why it was short, so you guys had a little something to read :)

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-ANON

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