What Happens in the Isle, Stays in the Isle

Chapter 12

Flash Back. 

"So you really want to live in here?" He asked me. I nodded holding his hands. 

We looked at the house infront of me.  "Can we afford this?" He asked me. I shurged. "ITs been abandoned, for years. Uma actually technically owns it, so i asked her, if we could take over. And well she said yes." I screamed out. HE wrapped his arms twirling me around. "You got us a house?" HE asked me. I nodded cover my face. HE put me down. "Come on." 

We ran inside. I had the keys, i unlocked. It was two stores. It was pretty beat down. It needed a lot of work. "I cant believe this." Harry shouted, as we looked at the first floor. "I was thinking that this could be our living room." I said walking into the open space. He followed me into the kitchen. "This has all of the guts of a kitchen, and everything does work. Just needs a fresh coat of paint, maybe a table or soemthing." I smiled. He just looked around, the old house, following me. 

I ran up the stairs. IT was fully open, beside the bathroom. "And our bedroom. Its so big, i thought we could do a small living room area over here, and the bathroom, is fully working." I dragged him to the one door. It was a full bathroom, with a bath, shower, and other things. "Well saying something." 

He wrapped his arms around me, pushing my head towards him, our lips smahsing together. "I love you." He whispered itno the kiss. 

I pullled back. "Like we still do need like a bed, and couchs, and between our two places, i think we have enough, and like we need to paint, fix the tile." He kissed me again. "Baby, shh, this is so perfect." 

Two weeks later

"I can't believe you convinced me to paint this purple." Harry said as he opened the can of paint. "What do you mean? YOu said you love purple." I giggled as i grabbed trays for the paint. "No, i said i love the way purple looks on you, and i love the way you love purple. I did not say that i myself loves purple." I laughed as he poured the paint in the trays.

I rolled my paint roller in it, and put it on the wall. "You know what in purple?" I asked him. He stayed quiet. "Red, the colour you wanted to paint the whole house." I said sassy. He stopped painting and looked at me. "Seriously?"He asked me. I bit my lip and smiled at him. 

"Red is like blood." He cut me off. "Blood of our enemys." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Purple is like candy, plus our room is red." I added. HE rolled his eyes at me and started to paint. After the first wall was done, i went to put my roller down when it fell from my hand landing in the paint making a spash, all over harry. 

He turned to me slowly. "Mal." He said slowly. I couldnt help but giggle. "Harry." I said back. He ran at me, hugging me, smering all the paint on me. "Harry." I screamed, grabbing his roller out of his hand and rolling the paint all over him. 

We ended up laying on the floor, of our new house, that we now splashed all over with paint. He played with my hair. "You're right. the purple looks really nice." HE whispered. I leaned over smashing my lips to his. 

"I love you."