Ultraviolence

Chapter Seventeen

"This love is alive, back from the dead."

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This was it. This was the end. I was home. Not only was I at my house, but I was truly home, in Harry's arms. It's been a week since I got back and Harry and I were lying on the couch in the backyard-apartment. It was good. We were talking about everything. We talked about the stars in the sky and the mountains on Earth. We talked about us and how much it took just to get here, in peace and calamity, in silence and in love. We talked about the future, which was something that used to scare me until Harry made it seem so sweet.

"So you'll be a writer and I'll be a wealthy business man and we'll travel the world and do whatever we want and not worry about anything. How does that sound?" Harry asked.

"Sounds wonderful." I looked up at him and smiled.

"And when we've gone to every place we have ever wanted to go, we can come back here and have kids and a big house with a swimming pool and a huge rose garden and a little pond and a bridge to cross it and a picnic table and anything else you could want." He smiled.

"Don't you think that would be a little too much?" I asked.

"Nothing is ever too much." He said.

"Let's watch a movie." Harry suggested.

"What movie?" I asked.

"Well, what movie do you wanna watch?"

"I don't know. It doesn't matter. How about one you've never seen before because I've pretty much seen every movie in that box." I told him as soon as he pulled one out.

"Got one." He said, putting it in the DVD player. Minutes later, I heard the drums of the opening song, "Be My Baby" by The Ronettes and I immediately knew what movie it was. My favorite, Dirty Dancing.

"I knew it was your favorite and I had never seen it before so I figured, why not?" He placed a light kiss on my cheek.

"I hate to say this but you'll have to excuse the fact that I will sing along to every song they play." I laughed.

"I don't mind." He laughed, too.

"You don't mind? Are you sure?" I joked.

"I'm sure." He said. "I love you. Did you know that?"

"Yeah, I did."

"Are you sure?" He giggled.

"Shhhh, it's starting!" I teased him.

"Okay fine." He pulled me closer as Baby began to talk.

And with that, we watched Dirty Dancing. It was the perfect movie to watch with Harry, really. It was a story about a lonely girl and a wild boy, who are total opposites, but they meet and spend time together anyway. And then they fall in love and they have to keep it a secret because her father doesn't like Johnny. It's about loving no matter what happens. But mostly, it's about fighting for love. And sometimes, I like to think that that is what Harry and I have done.