The moment his green orbs register my shaking state is when he skips forward to engulf me in his tight embrace. His arms wrap around my petite frame as I feel the muscles lying beneath his tan skin stretch and tighten.
His lips lightly graze the top of my head as he dips his nose in my blonde hair, sniffing the scent of my shampoo radiate off to him. My face is cosily pressed against his chest, while my hot breath fans the little part of his skin that is exposed from the unbuttoned part of his shirt.
He soothingly runs his large and rough hands up and down my back trying to calm me, but to no avail. His lips leave contact with the top of my head as he bends down a little to caress my earlobe with his pink lips. Whispering mere sweet nothings calmly, he tries the best in his might to get me to stop but all I manage to do in return is sob.
My cries are partially muffled by the fabric of his shirt that is slowly starting to soak in my salty tears but Harry cares about right now is to make me feel better. The moment I stop to take a breath in between is when he lets go of me and looks into my green eyes. The look that his wears is anger and confusion as a million thoughts race through his mind. In contrast to his worrisome eyes, mine are bleary and shimmering with tears.
He is annoyed, not at my shaking and writhing state but at himself because he wants to make me feel better and he's clearly failing at that. Since all his efforts are already in vain, he ducks down to capture my lips in his.
He tries to kiss the worry and trouble away and even manages to be partly successful at that.
His hands leave my waist as he cups my face into his rough palms. His fingers lightly stroke the softness of my skin near my cheekbones as he wipes a few tears trying his best to not break down along with me. My bloodshot eyes and tear stained cheeks are truthfully tearing him apart and he's trying his best to not show me that. And he would even have succeeded if I didn't know better.
The moment his lips leave mine is when my shaking stops a wave of satisfaction washes over me. He wraps his arms around my body again but this time, mine are wrapped around his too. Gratitude fills him knowing I that acknowledge his presence and support and nothing is more important than that for him.
"I love you, Lindsay. And I'll be here for you no matter what," he speaks with his voice barely above a whisper.
Through the kiss and the safety of his arms, he silently conveys how he won't let anything get to me, how crazed he is in love with me and now that he's here, with me, he's here to stay beside me, forever.
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For my baby sister Lindsay! :) Hope you like it! I love you x
