Red String [h.s] (Completed)

Chapter 43

"I've been waiting all night for you
To tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me that you need me"

Amy has been laying in bed trying to fall asleep for the past hour. She had been so sleepy before but kissing Harry has been like a shot of caffeine to her system. She touches her lips remembering his mouth on hers and gets goosebumps just from the memory. After debating it for the past hour she makes a choice and she climbs out of bed.

She tiptoes softly down the hallway towards Harry's room, happy to see that the door is ajar. She peeks in and sees him laying on his side, facing away from her, looking like he's fast asleep. Amy carefully lifts up the duvet and crawls in next to him. She gets close and puts her arm gently around him from behind, hoping not to wake him up. She immediately feels a sense of calm and her body relaxes against the mattress. She takes a big breath, letting it out and closes her eyes.

"It took you long enough," Harry's voice whispers in the darkness. He grabs her hand that's wrapped around him and pulls it more tightly around his waist.

"Goodnight, love."

"Night, baby," and she lays one soft kiss on his shoulder before falling asleep.

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Harry wakes up first the next morning and finds his arms wrapped around Amy and her face nuzzled into his chest. He breathes in the scent of her hair and finds that she smells like him. Knowing that she must have used his shampoo yesterday makes him feel good. He likes that she smells like him. To him it signifies that she is one step closer to being 'his' again.

Harry was so excited last night when he heard Amy's door open and, not long after, her climb into his bed. He had been laying here, unable to sleep, and wishing they could be in the same bed. Kicking himself for walking away after their kiss, even though he knew she wanted more. He wanted more too but he didn't want to push her. Wanted to respect her wishes of going slow. And then she came in and it's like, everything felt right again in his world and he could relax and fall asleep.

He's a bit anxious for her to meet his whole family today. He's only ever introduced someone to his mom and sister but never his extended family. He's not worried about them liking her; he knows everyone will love her. He is hoping it's not too big of a step for her and she doesn't get scared off. But he's trying to be more open with her and seeing how he is around his family is one part of that. He feels most himself when he's around them. Free to be exactly who is he.

He feels Amy stir in his arms and he leans over and kisses the top of her head.

"Morning," his voice deep and gravelly this early.

"Mmm," is all she says in response as she buries her face into his neck, not wanting to greet the day just yet.

He smiles at her response, glad that she wants to stay near him. He would stay in this bed with her for the whole day. And he thinks about it for a second longer. No, he would stay in this bed with her his whole life. It's the first time he has felt like that about a woman. Saw a future with someone by his side. That someone was her.

"We have a long drive today," Harry says to her.

"When do we have to leave?"

Harry checks the time before answering, "Probably in just over an hour."

"Well then, I have to get up and have a shower," she says sitting up and stretching.

She stands up and Harry immediately grabs her hand and pulls her back in the bed. She lands forcefully on his chest and lifts her head up to see him staring at her. He pushes her hair back and then leaves his hand cupping her face. Amy stares at him back, admiring all the things she loves about his face. His mossy green eyes. How the tip of his nose moves a bit when he talks excitedly. His angular jaw that she finds herself running her finger down. And his lips, which always seem to be naturally tinted, she pulls her thumb across them now.