Aurora [H.S AU]

Chapter 61

You know that I'd just die to make you proud
The taste, the touch, the way we love
It all comes down to make the sound of our love song

Song: Love Song, by Lana Del Rey

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Harry's P.O.V:

I know Aster is getting a bit irritated with the way I've been telling everyone about how she said she loves me.

We're different in that instance - Aster is discreet, low profile. She is quiet in her own way, and unlike most people from our generation, she doesn't have that deep need of showing off embroidered in her soul. She doesn't like to put her life on display, she enjoys her privacy.

But not me. I'm showy. I like turning heads wherever I go, I like that everyone knows my name. I love wearing flashy, fun clothes, love to make people curious about me, I love to impress. And most of all, I'm loving to show the world how fucking happy I am right now.

So excuse me, Honey Bunny, but I'll keep telling these strange people about our love, because once we're back to our normal lives, in New York, I won't be able to do it. We will be the low profile she wants, cause it's our only choice. Not only because of her father, but cause I can't have people knowing how big of a weakness she is for me.

The thing is, I don't know how to be mild. I don't think there's a way to tune down my intensity, and if there was, I wouldn't do it anyway. I don't love her casually, like someone says they love coffee, or the sunny weather. No, I love her fiercely, the kind of love that rips your soul wide open and makes it raw, vulnerable. I love her with all I have, and that's why I gave her my heart, like a gift, not wanting anything in return, but hoping she would unwrap it gently. And fuck, she was the gentlest lover I've ever dreamed of having.

I mean, not right now. Right now she is not being gentle - she is being bloody insane.

I guess that's a side of her I'll have to learn to love too, how deranged she is behind the wheel. Seriously, there were moments I was terrified for my life, more than I'd ever been even under the point of a gun.

We woke up super early today, especially considering our internal clocks are still on New York's time, which is 4 hours less than in Iceland - to go to the road trip I had prepared for us, and of course Aster wanted to be the one driving the 4x4. We were supposed to follow the tourist guide and the other family that will be joining us at the hot spring we're visiting. I wanted to make it private, just the two of us, but apparently they don't do it, even when they're offered a lot of money. But that's OK, looking at the bright side I'll have more people to show Aster off.

Anyways, it was an almost 5 hour drive, tranquil most of the time, till we had to leave the main road and drive over some short hills and bumpy roads, and that's when Aster started having some fun of her own, going over the holes in the ground as I would go over her holes.

God, she was reckless!

I don't think I'd ever jump so much inside of a car.

By the time she's parking the car right after the tourist guide, I'm slightly dizzy and definitely thinking of a plan to be the one driving on our way back - don't get me wrong, Bunny is an amazing driver but she gets too excited sometimes. We're at a large open area just off the highway and close to a beach. It all looks pittoresque and so different from anything I've ever seen, the grass and stones on the ground all covered by a thick layer of white snow, the beach afar looking like a postcard, chunky sand mixed with rocks and lot of snow as well, the deep blue water a bit greyish because of the stormy invernal sky, so still it looks like a mirror.