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I was in my bed, crying like a little bitch, when I heard my front door open. I wasn't worried because I knew it was Harry. I heard his footsteps coming up to my bedroom door. I heard two knocks before he opened my door.
"Love, why are crying?" He asked while getting into my bed next to me.
"I'm sorry for leading you on. I didn't mean to." I said wiping my face.
"You weren't, love. I kind of overreacted. You didn't want to get hurt again. But I'm telling you...I'm with you. One hundred percent. Me and you. You and I. I'm not like the guys you were with. I'm Harry. And I actually care for you." He explained.
"Then ask me." I said.
"What?"
"Ask me what I want." I said.
He wiped my face. "What do you want, love?"
"I want to know what you want." I said.
"I want to be able to give you kisses. I want to be able to take you out. I want to be able to tell people about you. I want to be yours."
"Then what are you gonna do about that?" I asked. He paused for a minute until he realized what I was talking about.
"Are you sure?" He asked, double checking.
"Yes, Harry." I said.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.
"Of course I will." I said.
He gave me a smile and pull me closer to him.
"Finally." He said.
He grabbed the back of my neck to pull me into a kiss.
"Can we cuddle now?" I asked.
"Let me turn on a movie first." He said getting up.
When he was doing that, I got comfortable by laying down and pulling my duvet up to my chin.
Once the movie was on, Harry got in bed beside me and we cuddled. Basically all night. These are the nights I love.
