Harry's point of view:
The sun was shining brightly into the room, it was about 12 pm. I was staring at my angel laying in the bed right next to me. Her light snores echoed causing me to realx. Each breath she takes gives me a reminder that she is still here with me. There's moments we've all taken for granted. Moments we thought nothing more of. But when the love of your life is laying there, and you're not sure whether she's going to wake up or not, those moments flood every inch of your memory.
I watched her chest go up and down with steady gasps of air. Her hand was rested gently in mine. I kissed it softly and her eyes slowly awoke.
"Morning Beautiful," I said with a cheery tone, a weak smile spread across her aging yet still lovely face.
"Mornin' Har," She spoke ever so softly,"How long was I asleep for?"
I shrugged,"about a half hour, is all,"
"I'm sorry,"
I raised an eyebrow,"Love, there's nothing to be sorry about."
"I'm just sorry...It's gettiing harder and harder everyday."
I shook my head,"Don't ever be sorry."
She gave me a weak smile and spoke once again,"Tell me more, I want to remember more."
A chuckled escaped my mouth and I began running through the moments,"Alright, we'll start off a little bit after where we left off."
*Flashback*
"De, do you know where my shirt is?" I hollered from our bedroom. She didn't answer. So I asked one more time,"De?" She didn't answer again. I walked down the small flight of steps that only consumed of about five steps. I got to about the second step from the bottom. She jumped out yelling causing me fall flat on my bum and twisting my ankle.
Her beautiful face was priceless as she fell to the ground in hysterical laughter. I joined her in laughing, ignoring the pain I was actually in. Her face was bright red and tears were falling from her eyes. All I could do was focus on her, nothing else mattered. Not even the imense amount of pain I was feeling in my ankle. After a few moments she sat up and looked at me with a bright smile,"Sorry?" She said as she shrugged and walked over to me,"You okay baby?" She asked as she shot me the puppy dog lips, clearly mocking me. I leaned over and kissed her, but before she could pull away I threw her over my shoulder. I stood up putting weight on my ankle,"ah! shi-"
We were both on the ground, we crashed. I looked down at my ankle, that was already swollen and growing black and blue. She looked at me with her jaw almost touching the ground,"Harry, I'm so sorry!" She yelped, climbing up from the ground,"I'll call and ambulance!" Before she could run I grabbed her and began chuckling,"Babe, I don't need an ambulance, but I do need to go to the hospital."
Her eyes began to water,"Okay, I'll grab your shirt and your coat and some ice, and like some aspirin and like, your snuggie!" She rambled on.
"De, stop" I said not being able to control my laughter,"Just grab my shirt and coat."
She ndoded and went running away to find what I needed. In most situations I would probably be mad because I knew how mad Management was going to be. But I couldn't be. Not with Delilah, I just kept a smile on my face as I saw her rushing around. I picked myself up from the ground and started limping for the car. We got in and we started driving down the road. We were driving for about five minutes. She kept whispering things to herself only able for her to hear. We approached a red light. She looked over at me. I saw her eyes glistening with tears and guilt was taking over her expression, I looked back at her and I started cracking up. Causing a smile to fight through to her face.
'Stop! it's not funny Harry!" She said trying to hold back laughter.
I shrugged,"Yes it is, Your reaction was the best!"
Shaking her head,"Harry! I was scared! I thought that you were going to like kill me!"
"Love, you know I'd never hurt you!" I said laughing at her reaction some more.
"But still."
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"You'll be good as new in about a week." The doctor said. He left me with a pair of crutches and a sad looking Delilah.
"I'm really sorry.." She whispered, tears filling her eyes again,"Management is going to hate me...so are the boys.."
I shook my head,"No one is going to hate you, darling. The boys love you!"
"Harry, I'm sorry..I always manage to screw everything up."
I grabbed her in my arms. I craddled her. She was completely wrong. She made everday worth living.
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She has a bright smile on her face,"Boy, did I feel horrible!"
I chuckled,"I know, you wouldn't stop apologizing for months!"
"At least the boys didn't hate me, they just laughed." She said smiling back, I watched her as I could tell she was letting her mind slip back to the memories,"Go back to the time when we had our very fight as a married couple..."
"Why do you want to do that?" I said chuckling, but feeling the pain I felt that night.
She smiled,"It's just a reminder that I'm so thankful you never left."
