SWEETHEART • H.S

•Twenty Four•

The warmth that spread throughout my entire body grew as the smile of relief grew on his face.

Oh how I missed his smile.

That smile could light up the whole damn planet and I was the one to cause it in this very moment.

How fûcking powerful am I?

In all honesty, I didn't know how long I was away from him but it felt like an eternity.

I cherish this man so damn much, I really do love him and seeing him now across the station just looking at me only confirmed my confession.

He was wearing a vest that read NYPD on it along with his guns strapped around his waist with his badge hanging around his neck.

He looked like he was getting ready to head out somewhere with his men.

Oh my god, he WAS looking for me.

I couldn't help the small laugh of relief that left my lips and the tears pooling in my eyes.

I couldn't move from where I was standing but Harry on the other hand was running up to me.

"Oh thank god! Natalia! Sweetheart!"

He picked me up into his arms and I dug my face into his neck and started to cry, bringing him close as my grip held onto the material of his shirt.

"Shhh. Baby don't cry, I got you. I'm never letting you go again"

I pulled him in closer as he did the same to me and I just continued to sob.

One of his hands held up behind my head as the other snaked around my waist as my legs wrapped around his lower torso.

He continued to shush me and I eventually calmed down and pulled back slightly so I can take a good look into those gorgeous green orbs.

He looked exhausted and drained, as if he hadn't slept in over 24 hours.

My poor baby.

"How long was I gone?"

"3 days"

Jesus Christ... it did not feel that long.

But it definitely felt too long being away from this fine man right here in my arms again.

Maybe I was knocked out much longer than I thought?

He swallowed harshly and I could see tears pooling in his eyes.

"I thought I was going to find a corpse instead of holding you like this again"

I shook my head and took the pads of my thumbs to wipe away the tears that fell onto his prickly cheeks.

He needs to put that unshaven face right in between my things... right now.

"You can't get rid of me that easily Styles"

He let out a humorous laugh which made me giggle.

I smiled wide which made him smile right back at me then I leaned forward to place a kiss on his lips.

My cold body started to feel like it was on fire from his touch and I placed my hands in his curls that looked like a complete mess.

He held me tightly around my waist still with one hand as the other cupped my cheek while his lips warmed up my cold ones.

My GOD, how I've missed kissing him.

He pulled back and we finally let go of each other.

He scanned me and he suddenly stopped at my neck area and his nostrils flared.