Foreign | H.S.

Chapter 31

"Oof" Harry grunted when a tall body wrapped itself around him the second he opened the door. His eyes widened while his hands, surprisingly, hovered over the sobbing mess. "Ma-"

"I'm sorry" She whimpered on his shoulder. "I am so sorry, Harry"

All of a sudden, Harry could only think of how great it felt it her arms. How every little insecure thought he had from yesterday was knocked out of him at her touch.

He closed his eyes in satisfaction when he gave in and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, as she sniffled continuously. He inhaled her natural body scent that was same as always, sweet jasmine but this time, with tints of tears. He slowly lifted her off her feet and turned around, closing the door, not wanting to put up a show for his neighbours.

"I am so sorry" Manika repeated, mumbling in his messy curls.

"Hey, hey, shh" He cooed, petting her hair with one hand. "Calm down, breathe" Harry murmured softly in her ear. He forcefully pulled back to look at her face and she greeted him with closed eyes, wet eyelashes and red cheeks. Somehow he had totally forgotten about their last interaction, maybe because he couldn't see the sight in front of him. Harry questioned as he wiped the tears, "Why are you sorry?"

"Because I love you" Manika breathed.

Harry's eyes widened at her revelation even though somewhere deep down he knew it was the case.

He smiled at her and said, "Don't be sorry for that". He chuckled, touching their foreheads. "Can I see your eyes, momo?" He requested with their noses touching. Manika instantly complied and the dark brown umber shade met the hazelly green.

Harry inched and Manika felt the feathery touch of his lips on her own for a nanosecond. "May I?" He asked lowly and she answered by connecting their lips, her hands resting in his locks while his hands clutched her face pretty tightly. They stayed still against each other, enjoying the fizz bubbling inside them at the simple contact. Manika commenced slow movement against his full lips while her fingers lazily tugged at the root of his curls. Soon Harry licked her swollen bottom lip and deepened the kiss when she opened her mouth. They stood content while their lips moved seamlessly with one another. "I love you" Manika breathed which came out more as a moan when he bit her lip.

"I love you too" Harry exhaled when their kiss came to an halt. He slowly opened his eyes to find hers still shut tight. "I am sorry if my words hurt you last night, I wasn't thinking straight"

"I don't wanna talk about it"

"About what?"

"About anything" She croaked, letting her eyes meet his. "I just wanna..." Manika sighed. "forget about everything, please help me"

"Okay" Harry whispered, pecking her forehead. His eyes never left hers and he swiftly picked her up bridal style and she didn't complain, instead she draped her arms around his neck and nuzzled in it. "Have you had dinner?" He slowly asked as they neared his room and Manika hummed back in his neck shooting warm vibrations in him. "Are you comfortable or would you like to change?" He mumbled as he laid her down.

"I'm fine" Manika replied, sighing heavily. Harry broke into a small chuckle when she made grabby hands like a kid in his direction.

He shook his head at her fondly and slipped under the covers next to her. She patiently waited for him to settle and soon climbed over him, wrapping her arms around him. "You like sleeping on top me, don't you?" He smiled.

"Shut up, I missed you" Manika echoed, getting comfortable on top of him and burying her head in his neck.

"We didn't talk for twenty-four hours roughly" Harry shrugged. She pulled away to glare at him and he reverted quickly, "that doesn't mean I enjoyed the 24-hours, I missed you too" He smiled earnestly which forced her to plant a peck on his cherry lips. They both sighed simultaneously, relaxing in simply the other's presence.