Songs: Ed Sheeran- Thinking Out loud
Phillip Phillips- Fool For you
Harry's POV:
"Can I tell you something?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"Anything," she smiled, her hands resting in my hair. This was it. I was finally going to tell her.
"I love you." Her body stiffened against my arms and her eyes widened.
"You what?" she gaped.
"I love you," I murmured, closing my eyes and hoping like hell she'd say it back.
"How?" she whispered. "How can you love me?" There goes all my hope.
"What do you mean?" How could I not love her. Her hands fell from my hair and she unwound my arms from her waist.
"How can you love someone like me? How can you love someone so fucked up?"
"What are you talking about?" Maybe she shouldn't have had any wine at dinner.
"You shouldn't love me. I don't deserve any love from you," she replied. "I don't deserve love from anyone."
"How can you say that? Of course you do," I scoffed.
"Harry, just stop," she sighed, raising her voice.
"Tell me why you're saying all of this then!" I was trying to keep my voice as calm as I could but she was the one who yelled first.
"Because I don't even know what love is! Ever since my mom died I haven't known. I don't know what it's like to be able to tell someone you love them and really mean it. I just spit it out like an assembly line because it's what people want to hear. I said my dad would never hit me, and what does he do? Him hitting me only confirmed the fact that even when someone says they love you, they're still going to hurt you," she replied and I could see tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Ellie," I sighed, my heart slowly breaking. "I would never ever hurt you intentionally. When I say I love you, I really mean it." Taking a step toward her, I rewrapped my arms around her and pulled her toward me in a tight hug as she sobbed. She wiped at her eyes and looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. Bending down to kiss her, our lips met and the saltiness of her tears mixed in. Her arms tightened around my neck and pulled our bodies even closer together.
"Let's go to sleep," I whispered, pulling away and kissing her forehead.
"I don't wanna sleep," she sniffled, looking down at the floor.
"What do you mean?" I obviously knew what she meant, but I was honestly shocked. I didn't want her to rush into anything not to rush her into anything.
"I'm ready." Her voice was quivering and quiet and I pulled her chin up with my index finger. Her wide, green, glassy peered into mine and I could feel her heartbeat.
"Are you absolutely sure?"
"Yes," she whispered after a few seconds, her voice still shaky. I moved boy of my hands to cup her cheeks and wiped at the remaining tears before kissing her forehead.
"Okay." My voice was barely audible as our lips met again. I could tell she was as nervous as I was. I'd only ever had sex with one other person, but that's another story for another time. Her hands were shaky as they reached for my scarf, pulling it off and letting it fall quietly to the floor. I watched as she carefully pulled off her earrings and bracelets as well as her boots in the still, understanding, silence that flowed between us. Stepping out of my shoes, I pulled her back to me and took the hair tie from her hair, letting it fall against her shoulder.
"I love you," I whispered. It felt right.
"I know," she replied quietly and kissed my jaw. My hands rested on her shoulders as she unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and pushed it off my shoulders along with my jacket. I could feel goosebumps rise on her skin as well as my own, feeling her soft fingertips run over my shoulders. Walking backward toward my bed, she plopped down on top of my comforter and I carefully placed myself between her legs, holding most of my body weight up on my arms. Her hand rested on the back of my neck and pulled me down to kiss her as I let my weight on one arm and slowly ran my hand up and down her side. Her skin was so soft.
"Harry," Ellie whispered.
"Yes, love?" I was being as gentle as I could.
"I'm scared," she replied so quietly I almost didn't hear her.
"I know, babe." To be honest, I was too.
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FanfictionMeet Ellie. A tall basketball player with big dreams. Trying to find her place not only in high school, but the world, she meets Harry. Harry at first is kind of rude and vey closed off. They both find out that they've had the same basketball coach...
