My Darling ♥

chapter 73

Lizzy's POV.

I stare at his soft features as he gently rubs a damp washcloth over my scraped foot.

he rubs away the dried blood And then put the washcloth on the corner of the sink.

he grabbed a pair of metal tweezers And pinched the small pieces of glass. he took them out of my foot And put them on a piece of toilet paper that he would soon put in the trash.

I kept thinking about the kiss we just shared. the intimacy that hasn't been shown over the years.

I can't believe it has been him all along. I can't believe I didn't see it before.

I love him. and he loves me.

everything will be exactly like it used to.

I still can't believe it was Harry.

when I first got here I hated Harry.

hated. with a passion. he just got on my nerves all the time.

now...

I love him more than ever.

more than I thought i loved niall.

niall!

what will he think?

what will he do?

what will become of us?

how could I do this to him?

all the excitement from the kiss is gone, And now I feel guilty.

niall was just saying how much he can stand to loose me.

.. And not even five minutes later, I was making out with one of his best friends.

what did I do?

how could I do this?

this isn't me!

what has become of me?!

I guess Harry saw my change in mood. "are you alright?" he asks.

I nod, but don't believe myself.

"you sure?" he asks.

"yeah" I lie.

I know he knows me well enough to tell when I'm lying, but he lets it go. "okay"

once he take all the glass out, he runs my foot under light pressure water. he then dries it off with a towel.

when he's done drying it off, he throws it into the pile of dirty towels.

he stands up, then picks me up And carries me back to his room.

he sets me on his bed. I start to sit criss-cross but he stops me.

"don't do that" he says.

"why?" I ask.

"I just spent time cleaning your scraped up foot. don't ruin it"

I smirk, challenging him. "what will you do about it?"

I move my legs And sit like I wanted to.

he shakes his head, but smiles. "why don't you ever listen?"

I shrug.

he jumps And his body lands on the spot of the bed next to me.

the bed moves under me And I almost fall off the edge, but he catches me. his arms hooked around my waist, his face close to mine. my back arched over the bed as he holds me.