I turn my head to look over at his face, the moon was beautifully carving out every feature on his face, and I had never been more in love. He noticed me staring and turned to look back at me. "America?" His voice was raspy and barely above a whisper. "Yeah Harry?" I questioned, taking my hand and placed it on his cheek. "Can we stay here forever?" I giggled, he sounded like a child wanting to stay at an amusement park. I nodded at him in response and he turned to face the stars. A plane flew above our heads and I whispered, "nine" under my breath and felt him smile next to me. We were lying in the middle of the road in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night, and I had never felt more at home.All Rights Reserved
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