Chapter 39

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Ashlyn's POV

I woke up to the sun shining into our room. This is a little weird. I never wake up this way. Usually it's by Harry or his alarm going off. This is better than waking up to his stupid alarm. I rolled over to find that he was still asleep. I can't help but smile a little bit. He's so cute. He looks so peaceful. He deserves to sleep. I'm not sure what time he has to be at practice today but I'm just going to let him sleep. He would do the same thing for me. I left a soft kiss on his lips before slowly moving out of bed. I looked back to find him still asleep. I smiled to myself, walking over to our dresser. I grabbed his shirt out, sliding it on. I walked downstairs to our kitchen. I grabbed out some food for breakfast. I want to to do this for him. He's already done so much for me.

As I was cooking I can't help but think about things with him. I want him. I only want him. He's the man I want to marry. I never thought that about Adam. Even when things were good with him. I just never had the feelings that I have with Harry. I know I'll never have what I have with Harry with anyone else. I don't want to find out though. I only want my future to be with Harry. I want to marry him. I would honestly marry him today if he asked me. He's the person I want for the rest of my life. The person I want to start a family with. I just want everything with him. I only see myself having everything with him. I want to wake up with him every morning with him laying there beside me. I want to see his smile everyday. I want to tell him how I love him everyday. I also just want to hear him say it to me. I get butterflies every time he does. I want my life to be in this house with him. Maybe even in a year or two we can have a baby here with us. I know we have an age difference. I don't care about it though. It doesn't seem to bother us. Well at least with everything so far. We also look like complete opposites. I don't care about that either. I just want him. I want everything with him. I can't help but keep thinking that. He's it for me. He's everything I need. I'm sure some people would think I'm crazy about this but I really don't care. My thoughts were interrupted by him wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled, leaning back into him. He kissed my cheek, "Good morning, love."

"Good morning."

"You don't have to make us breakfast, babe."

"I know. I want to do this. I'm almost done."

He kissed my cheek again before pulling away from me. I looked over and found him getting a couple plates out of the cabinet. I can't help but smirk a little bit. He's just wearing his briefs. I love seeing him just wearing those. I went back to cooking as I heard him set them down on the counter before I heard the fridge open. He always does this when I cook. It's nice though. I really appreciate it. I finished up as he sat down at the table. I felt him looking at me as I placed our food on the plates for each of us. I can't help but smile a little bit. I grabbed our plates, setting them down on the table for us. I softly pecked his lips before sitting down. He smiled, "Thank you for breakfast, love."

"No problem."

He winked at me before he started eating. I can't help but smile. It's cute when he does that. I looked down at started eating. I felt him looking at me every so often. I'm really not surprised. I like it though.

He finished up before I did. He put his hand on my left, rubbing his thumb over it. I can't help but smile a little bit. I took my last bite before looking over at him. He was already looking at me. A smile playing on his lips. I smiled bigger, getting up, moving so that I was straddling him. He placed his hands on my hips, "Can I have a kiss?"

I nodded, softly pressing my lips against his. I felt him smile into it as his lips moved in sync with mine. I'll never get tired of this. I just want to kiss him like this for the rest of my life. Maybe I should just talk to him about it. We've already talked about it. We just didn't have specific plans. We just wanted to know we weren't wasting time. I pulled away. I'm sure sooner than either of us wanted me to. I moved my arms up around his neck, messing some of the baby hairs he has on the back of his head. He smiled, "You're so beautiful."

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