Mind Over Matter

"There's not much for me here, anyway," he says, "What do you mean? Of course there is." I say looking down at my hands. "What I meant was that if I left, no one would care, it's not as if anyone needs me." he sighs, tossing a rock over the building. "I would. I would care. I need you, Harry. I would be a complete mess without you here, you know that. You're the only thing keeping me alive, as cliché as that sounds, I wouldn't be okay if it wasn't for you. You know that and—" he stops me mid sentence and he finally does it, he kisses me.