the one that got away (h.s)

Chapter 22: Something Great

Chapter 22:

It was a few days after Christmas and I was at Harry's helping him pack his things because he finally sold his house. I was gonna miss this place because it held a bunch of memories of Harry and I here.

"Harry where are you moving all this stuff to?" I asked as I packed boxes of Harry's clothes. Harry was more of a minimal person so he didn't have many personal items, just a bunch of clothes.

"My manager Jeff lives here so he said I can move all my stuff to his house because he has extra space." He taped up the box he just finished packing.

"Are you staying with him too?"

"Yeah he-"

"Come live with me instead." I inhaled really quick because I couldn't believe I had just said that.

Harry started smiling and he showed his beautiful teeth. He ran his fingers through his hair, surprised I had said that.

"Olivia are you sure?" He got closer to me and he looked down at me to make eye contact.

Harry was so much taller than me so I had to  tilt my head back to make full eye contact.
"Yes. I don't like having to go back and forth all the time. I know we are taking things slow, but I don't want you to have to move out of Jeff's house to."

Harry didn't have to say anything because his body language showed how excited he was. He picked me up and spun me around the around the room. When he sat me back down he brought one hand to my face and the other on my lower back. We were touching foreheads and I was looking at Harry's lips because he was smiling so big. I watched his lips move as he spoke.

"I can't wait to live together." He pulled me closer and he kissed me. His hands were wondering all over my body now and I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I started to kiss his down his neck and he carried me over to the bed. Our foreheads were touching again and our eyes were open looking into what felt like each other's souls.

"Olivia you're so beautiful." He was on top of me and supporting his body weight with his arms. I couldn't help but blush.

We laid in his bed one last time and talked about everything you could think of. Our conversations were never boring and we never ran out of things to say. I laid my head on his chest as he played with my hair and watched the sunset outside his big bedroom window one last time. I had one of his hands and I traced small hearts in the palm of his hand.

"Harry since we are moving in together are we ever gonna go on a proper date?" I started giggling because I realized we have never gone a real date, we just spent time with each other. Every moment with Harry felt like a date though because of the way he made me feel.

"Oh my god Liv I'm so sorry I didn't even think about that!" He sat up in disbelief.

"Harry it's okay you have a lot going on. But I was just asking because we're moving in together now and I don't want to be friends who just kiss." I raised an eyebrow and moved my hand up and down his thigh.

"Don't tempt me Liv..." His voice went deep but he got up off the bed though because the sun had gone down and there was nothing left to look at outside.

"Let's pack this stuff up now. Jeff said he'd come get all the instruments and other things we need to make music. Except this." He grabbed his favorite guitar and we packed up his car to go back to my apartment for good. Leaving his house was bitter sweet because all the memories it held, but I knew we were about to start a new chapter together.