** Sensitive topic in this chapter...
It's been a week since the couple booked the moving van, and today is Saturday which marks the day they will move in together officially, and the moving van men were here removing things from the flat. They took the couch, refrigerator, coffee table and kitchen table from Harry's flat. Then they took a couple units and kitchen utensils from Luna's flat before leaving everything else that came furnished with the flats when they had bought the flats in the first place. Harry and Luna made a couple online purchases that would slowly begin to arrive throughout the next week, and they had already moved the boxes of photos and other small items last night.
This morning, just as the sun poked through the wispy white clouds and the clock hit ten A.M., Gemma and Anne arrived. Harry had hidden Luna's silver diamond ring in his pocket so the two could surprise his mother and sister. The four of them stood in Harry's pretty bare and empty apartment, he pulled the key off of his key chain and placed it on the clean unit. "Can you believe this is happening?" Harry grinned at Luna, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Luna couldn't help but grin and a cute bubbly giggle escaped her lips as he swayed the two of them side to side. "Mum, Gemma. We have something we want to tell you, before we go to the house."
"What is it sweetheart?" Anne asked, folding her arms over her chest and smiling at the two of them. Luna separated herself from Harry, a blush in her cheeks and she felt Harry drop the small silver ring from his pocket and into her hand. Anne was eagerly looking between us until she gasped at the sight of the diamond Luna slid onto her finger. "You asked her already!?"
She chuckled and wrapped her thin arms around Harry's waist, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Like a week ago," Harry blushed, smiling awkwardly as Anne rambled about how rude it was that the two youngsters never told her sooner. Gemma was rather quiet, choosing to say nothing as she observed the couple before her. In her mind she was confused why this had happened so quickly, she wanted to tell them it was a silly idea to get engaged when Luna is only eighteen and he's twenty four – they are too young. That's what she thought anyway, she knew her brother was patiently waiting to hear from her. He was worried because he knew she was an extremely opinionated young woman, that's just how she has always been and Harry admired that quality in his sister.
In this moment, Harry was very concerned with just how vocal his sister's opinions would be. He didn't want anything Gemma said to offend Luna, and make Luna doubt their relationship. He shouldn't think Luna hearing someone tell her that the relationship is too quick and not right would ruin their chances, if Harry's faith was right he had nothing to worry about. But he cared too much about Luna's feelings.
"Gem?" Harry said lowly, his green eyes filled with anxiety as he waited for her to say something.
"If you're happy, then I'm happy," she nodded. Her tone didn't make her words seem very believable. Well Harry just didn't think she was finished with whatever she had to say, he could sense she had many words bottled up deep within her. Harry wanted to speak to her more, and there was only one way to get those unspoken words from her.
"Mum, you can drive with Luna. I'll take Gem and we'll meet you at the house."
With that being said, Harry planted a kiss to Luna's lips whispering his love for her and allowed her and his mother to leave the apartment first. The apartment they would never step back into ever again. Harry looked at his sister, his eyes dark and filled with curiosity as he gave her silence to open her mouth.
"Spit it out then," Harry muttered bitterly.
"It just seems a little quick, Harry."
"How would you know? You barely speak to me as it is, you have no idea what my relationship is like with Luna. I've always been someone that settles and you know that, I do it all the time but for the first time in the so long I didn't have to try so hard to make someone love me. I didn't get battered and bruised when I fell for her, she isn't hurting me the way I've been hurt before," Harry rambled, feeling his heart swell with pain as his mind slipped along a road of messy and ugly memories. "I love her more than I could ever explain to you, her or anyone else. We aren't going to get married next week or anything, we are going to wait for the exact right moment to do so."
"Long engagements never work Harry, you've seen the movies and read the books," Gemma sighed. It felt as though Gemma was trying to make Harry back out of his plan to marry Luna, and that hurt Harry's heart.
"What? And suddenly every damn relationship is the same? You're some expert on love? No, you're wrong."
Harry wanted to reach out and apologise for raising his voice at his big sister, he hated when they fought it hurt his feelings and he wasn't a bad person. He needed to apologise, but he had to remain standing his ground – she had to realise not every relationship will go the same way it does in movies and books.
"I don't want to see you hurt again, Harry."
That sentence was the ice breaker for Harry, now he felt like he finally understood why she was so anxious about his and Luna's fast paced relationship. It had nothing to do with the quick speed things moved at, or Luna, it was to do with Harry's terrible history with romance. She feared he would fall back into the darkness that was heartbreak. Just like he had with all of his previous exes, even the exes that he only dated for like five minutes anyway. She just worried for her brothers mental state, and his emotional state – he had to understand that. He would care just as much about her if the roles were reversed.
"I'm happy Gem," Harry smiled, his glossy eyes proving his love for his fiancée was so strong that it was not dismissed by Gemma. She engulfed her tall brother in a tight hug, tightening her arms and kissing his cheek. "Please support me."
"What if it happens again. It'll be the second time it's happened to you Harry," Gemma whispered, her voice cracking as she looked at him with so much love. She didn't want her brother to endure the physical and emotional pain he had been bruised with so many times before. She didn't fear that Luna would do such a thing to her brother, but she couldn't help but worry. You never know what one is capable of until it happens.
"She would never lay a hand on me like Kate did," Harry replied. His voice was determined to stay strong but it wavered on the road to breaking point. He never saw or spoke to anyone about Kate, he just bottled all his feelings inside and briefly told his family before disappearing off to London as an escape. He felt ashamed of how he let her push him about, a man doesn't let a woman do things like that to them. They are strong not weak. That's just how society sees it, if you are a man and get abused by a woman you are weak and pathetic, a push over. "Luna is nothing like Kate."
"I know... But I don't want anyone to hurt you like they've done before. You don't deserve it Harry."
Like she hit play on the unwanted memories a slideshow of purple, blue and yellow bruises littered Harry's skin. Her palm constantly slapping his cheek. All the mean words she ever snapped at him screaming in his ears. The harsh contact with the wall as she'd push him against it in her fiery rage. Sleepless nights on the floor and the couch in the living room. Never seeing his friends. He found himself remembering everything like that chained and locked up box of his dark past love life was opened, he felt the horror crawling through his skin as he practically shook in his boots.
"I'm okay now. I'm happy."
Gemma ignored his words. "Does Luna know what happened?"
"Not all of it," Harry muttered shyly. How do you tell them woman you love that you were physically abused by another woman years ago, that it doesn't affect you but you do sometimes remember something. It's not like Luna would touch Harry and he'd flinch, he'd moved past that phase. He just sometimes would remember a little something that was related to Kate, like maybe an episode of her favourite show or the smell of a candle she used to burn in her bedroom. Harry didn't even tell Gemma that he kissed Kate just months ago, he couldn't bring himself to even mention that fact as it made him sick to his stomach anyway.
Gemma simply hugged Harry, hugged him so tight he felt his muscles tighten and his chest feel heavier. He was glad she said nothing more on the subject, but he was saddened by the memories she brought up. He wasn't mad they were in the front of his mind once more, he was simply sad because Gemma hadn't left it in the past like he tried too. He could understand her fear and paranoia, especially because when Harry was being emotionally and physically abused he told nobody, until Gemma confronted him about a bruise on his wrist. It was clearly not from knocking it against something hard or falling over, it was very clear where that bruise came from.
Harry believed the reason he was such a soft person to this day and always tried to please his significant other or the girl he was talking to at the time, was because he didn't want them to hurt him like he'd been hurt before. One day he would sit and tell of this to Luna, but for now, it's a dirty little secret that Luna was aware of but hadn't questioned any deeper.
Gemma and Harry left the apartment, Harry teasingly saying goodbye to the bathroom once again and blowing it a kiss. He would miss having that memory of their engagement pop up whilst he was in the shower or brushing his teeth. The car ride to the new house was fifteen minutes away, and if Harry did another fifteen minutes he would reach his workplace. He was thankful the new house was fifteen minutes closer to his job now rather than a full half an hour away. Anne drove Gemma's car and it was parked outside the house, Harry drove up and parked his car in the clear drive way.
When they entered the house Anne and Luna were talking in the kitchen, already removing the utensils Harry and Luna had taken over just yesterday night. Empty boxes now piled up in the corner and things being placed neatly in the desired place. Almost like the half an hour Harry and Gemma had getting there and talking privately, gave the other two a chance to bond over where the kettle shall be placed.
"Harry!" Luna beamed, her smile was so radiant and her youthful innocence was so admired by Harry. "The kitchen is literally almost finished!" She exclaimed. The kitchen table had been placed, the four chairs were dotted around it, the refrigerator and dish washer were also in place. Everything was where it should be, and Harry felt a sense of pride as he looked over one of many rooms in his new home.
He walked over to Luna who finished putting away the last of the kitchen utensils in its designated drawer, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and kissing her cheek. "It all looks so incredible moonlight."
When Anne finished placing the last of the mugs and glasses in a cupboard attached to the wall, the four moved into the living room. Harry and Luna had yet to get photos framed to hang up, that's just a job that will gradually fix itself over time. But, for now, they had to rearrange the living room.
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The couch was in front of the large window in the living room, a tall standing light in reaching distance of the couch and a new television at the other side of the room. They placed a coffee table in the middle of the room, closer to where the couch was for the benefit of the couple that would be living here.
As the sun began to set over London, the house was now finished. Luna and Harry were grateful for the help of Anne and Gemma. Anne and Gemma moved into the spare bedroom to move things around and make it look presentable, whereas, Harry and Luna fixed up their bedroom. The toilets just needed a couple of the belongings such as, shampoo, soap etc, placed inside and they would be done. But, everything was finished. The house was ready and Luna and Harry couldn't contain their excitement much longer.
There was a small room at the end of the hallway by the bathroom, Harry's new office to keep all of his paper work in and a place he can work in absolute silence. Harry planned to fix it up tomorrow whilst Gemma, Anne and Luna go shopping. Luna's aim for tomorrow's shopping trip was to get a few household essentials, and print out some photos to be framed along the walls in her new home.
The house was warm, the sun was slowly settling to rest and the moon was elegantly entering the night sky. The stars dotted the dark blue sky and twinkled in the moonlight that lit up its surroundings.
Harry and Luna were sat cosied up together on the couch, Gemma was sat on the other side of the large couch with Harry's feet against her thigh as he cuddled against Luna who was sat normally on the other side. Anne was comfortably perched on the large love chair near the wall and on Luna's side of the room. The television played a child's animated movie, which Harry was utterly engrossed with and got pissy when Luna and Anne would start talking. Luna's fingers ran through Harry's messy loose curls, his face against her chest as he leaned on her as though she were a pillow.
Harry felt his eyelids grow heavier with each brush of her fingers, he nuzzled his face into the jumper that belonged to him that engulfed Luna's thin body. Harry's hand reached over for Luna's free hand that rested on her thigh. They entangled their fingers together and Harry placed a soft kiss to her knuckles.
Harry's soft touch was pleasant to Luna, the way he would gently caress her skin and place sweet kisses to her fingers and knuckles. She adored how they could touch and still feel that rush of electricity as if it were the first time they were touching. Harry just loved the reaction Luna's body gave him when he would touch her. She reacted in the best way, little goosebumps trailing all over her exposed skin, hitching of her breath and her body pushing closer to his gentle touch.
He lifted his head up from where he lay and pressed his lips against her earlobe, "I love you," he whispered. "Can we go to bed?"
She let her heart swell at his soft boyish whisper, nodding slowly as she made a move to get up. Harry released his weight from Luna and stood up, holding out his hand for her to hold.
"We're going to head to bed now," Harry announced as the two stood up. Anne and Gemma decided to sleep too, both heading to the spare bedroom as Luna and Harry turned off all the lights downstairs. It felt so strange to be in such a large house, a house that belonged to them. Gemma and Anne were laughing and talking when Harry and Luna walked past the closed bedroom door. Harry shook his head, quietly chuckling as he wrapped his arms around Luna's waist and tossed her over his shoulder. She squealed in surprise, tightly gripping his t-shirt that he wore. When the two entered their bedroom, Luna reached her arm out and touched the light switch flicking it on and allowing the room to be illuminated.
The large bed was no longer the only thing in this room, there was two small bedside units on either side of the large soft bed. The duvet was white with a thick satin black band of material along the bottom of the duvet. Harry tossed Luna down, crawling along the bed and hovering above her. His knees on either sides of her hips and his fists pressed into the mattress by her head. She raised her hands and gently ran her fingers through his hair, tucking loose curly strands behind his ears.
"You're so beautiful," she blushed, making Harry roll his eyes with a boyish giggle. He shook his head, dipping it low so he could kiss her collarbones and the base of her neck. She wrapped her arms around her neck, locking her wrists together behind his neck, twirling a thin strand of his hair around her finger.
"Call me anything but beautiful please," he chuckled, brushing his nose against her cheek. His hair flopped over his forehead and tickled her skin as she giggled tiredly. "You have a busy day tomorrow, we should sleep."
She wanted to stay up and talk, she wanted to play with his fingers as she rambled about how exciting all of this was. But, she knew he was right, that she had a busy day tomorrow and it was almost midnight already. Harry got off of Luna, she remained laying where she was and stretched her arms high above her head as she yawned sleepily. "Harry," she cooed, her voice sounding so childlike it made him laugh.
"Yeah?" He asked, his back to her as he pulled his top off and dropped it to the floor messily. He unzipped his jeans and shimmied them off his hips and down his thighs, stumbling inelegantly as he yanked his feet free of the material. He walked over to the wardrobe that was built into the wall, half of the wardrobe contained Luna's clothes and the other half was his side. He pulled out one of the drawers under the hanging clothes and found a clean pair of boxers and some grey joggers. He would normally sleep in just his underwear, but knowing his mother and big sister were just down the hall he didn't want to risk being caught, in almost nude, with his fiancée.
"Can I wear your top?" She grinned sleepily from where she lay on the bed, grabbing the air like a needy child. He tightened the drawstrings on his joggers, allowing it to hold tightly around his lean waist before grabbing his discarded top. He loved that she wore his clothes, knowing it gave her somewhat comfort just by the lingering scent of him that was left on the material. He dropped the top to the bed and grabbed her ankles, pulling her along so she could spread her legs and have him standing between them. She sat up, raising her head to look at him as she smiled brightly. "I'm really happy with today," she admitted sheepishly, reaching her hands down to pull the jumper over her head and expose her lacy khaki green bra.
Harry's fingers, without consent from Harry, began reaching for her skin. It was as if his hands had a mind of their own and her body had this magnet hold on his hands. His fingers trailed over her shoulders, along her prominent collarbones and down the valley of her breasts; goosebumps following his fingers movements.
She giggled as his gentle touch tickled her sensitive skin before she covered her chest with his top. The top had a soft scent of coffee lingering from it, along with mint, the cologne Luna loves him wearing and a hint of Luna's perfume from her body being pressed against his whilst he wore the top today. She threw her body back, smiling cheekily as she suggested Harry helped her take her leggings off, which he wouldn't complain doing so.
His fingers tucked underneath the elasticated waistband of her black leggings, slowly rolling them down her soft tanned legs and chucking them on top of his discarded jeans. She shuffled up the bed so her head was against the two pillows as she lay in the centre of the bed. He crawled up, hovering over her like before, and ducked his lips down to capture hers. She had been teasing him since they got in this room, he had yet to kiss her lips tonight and he so craved it.
Her bottom lip was trapped between his, her chest arched up for more contact with her lover and her hands fisted in Harry's hair. Their kiss began slow and passionate, before it became increasingly heated and sloppy, tongues dancing together and teeth pulling on lips. Harry wanted nothing more than to make sweet, sweet love to his fiancée in celebration of moving in together, to break in the new bed. But knowing Luna wasn't very quiet and Harry knew he wouldn't end up being either, he decided to halt all love making and wait until after his family leave and it's just him and her.
"This is just the beginning, Moonlight," he breathed, sliding under the covers beside her and pulling her body into his. Her chest against his side and his arms wrapped around her tightly.
"I can't wait for the future," she grinned, her eyelids heavy as she felt herself slip into slumber.
"Neither can I, baby... Neither can I," he whispered as she drifted into sleep, his green eyes observing her once more before he allowed sleep to take over his relaxed muscles. His dreams consumed of a brown eyed beauty in a white dress walking towards him on the biggest day of his life, that's the day he can't for out of everything they'll experience together; that's what he was most excited for.
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A/n: okay, so I have a plot coming up, but I feel like y'all will be like "oh so predictable" but it's been what I wanted to do for a few months... may wait a couple chapters before I add it in.
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