We were there, staring at each other, my head was nowhere floating, all it could think was, "Taylor, say yes already" but then, if I fully let him in and sleep with me tonight, what was the plan? What does it indicate? Does this mean i'm fully submitting myself to him? I am really going give myself to him? was this really love and not some temporary fling?
Was this something, I wouldn't regret?
He was there staring at me with the look of studying my facial expressions, waiting for me to either kick him out or fully agreeing to whatever was going to happen next.
He finally spoke, "Look, Tay—I'm just gonna head out now."
He managed to take a step closer to me, bringing his lips to my forehead and said, "whatever you're thinking now, won't happen, I wouldn't want you to be in a position where we would both regret what happens next."
That was somehow a relief.
He turned away, approaching the door.
"STOP!" I said. "Stop Harry. Do not take another step, stay with me tonight."
He turned around and walking rapidly, approaching me with a confused look. He looked at me as if I was really wrong with what I just said, it was like his eyes were tearing up and just letting me know that he's happy and that he doesn't know if what he heard was true.
"Stop looking at me like that" I placed my hand on his face and squeezed his cheeks, I was happy. We are happy. He still didn't bother to stop looking at me like that. "Stop it or you're going back to your hotel room. I swear." He finally stopped and turned me around making me look at the sky. He said, "let's never do something we would both regret doing in the future, that's how we make this work." He let out a deep breath, so I faced him, " yes Harry. We'll always, always think things out before we stumble into our plans." I hugged him.
Which in return, he hugged me back.
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Morning came when Harry was nowhere to be found. I let my hands roam the entire floor, only but scattered clothes were all I can touch, my shorts, and his shirt. Where is Harry?
