I suddenly wake up, confused and lost with tears running down my cheeks as Harry kneels in front of me. I furrow my eyebrows as I look at the scared and concerned expression on his face. I then look around the room slowly, realizing I'm sitting in the corner of the bedroom, with my knees crunched up to my chest. Everything from my nightmare then begins to flash back to me, making me heart feel like it's being twisted in my chest. "Harry I-" I begin at a loss for words. "I'm so sorry" I breathe.
He stares at me for a moment before he lets out a long sigh while his head drops to look down at the ground. He then raises his eyes to meet mine again before he cups my face in his hand. "For what?" he asks softly.
"For everything" I answer him as I run my fingers through my hair. "I keep scaring you with these nightmares and I'm so sorry" I mumble as I drop my hands back on my knees. "I don't want to keep having them. I don't want to feel like this anymore" I confess as I strangled sob tears through my lips, making me quickly put my hands over my mouth to try and silence it.
"Love, come here" Harry mutters as he pulls me into his chest. He puts his hand on the back of my head, passing his hand over my hair as I sob into his chest, my emotions overwhelming me. I cry into his chest for what feels like forever until I slowly pull away from him. Harry's face drops when he sees mine as he reaches forward, wiping my under my eyes and along my soaked cheeks. "Do you want to talk about it?" he questions me hesitantly. I nod my head at him in response as I glance between him and the bed.
Before I know what he's doing, Harry sweeps me up in his arms, carrying me bridal style to the bed. He sets me down gently before he sits down in front of me, fiddling with the rings on his fingers slightly. I look down at my hands that rest in my lap, my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I let out a long sigh. "It was about my dad, like it usually is" I begin quietly, making Harry look up at me. "When he was hurting me, it wasn't when I was child. It was here in this apartment" I inform him. His forehead creases as tilts his head at me, a pained expression crossing his facial features.
"And you weren't there" I whisper.
Harry's eyelashes flutter a few times as his eyes begin to glisten when the golden light above us shines on them. He sniffles through his nose before he rubs it and looks down at his lap, clearly hurt by my words. "I know that would never happen Harry. It was just a stupid nightmare" I try to reassure him as I reach forward to grasp his hand in mine.
Harry doesn't grab my hand back, making worry set in before he suddenly puts his hand above mine, rubbing his thumb along the back of it. "I know" he replies in a hushed tone. I know not to believe a single word that is falling off of his lips. "I just want to know how you feel right now though" he adds.
I stick my tongue out slightly, wetting my dry lips as I roll my lips into my mouth. "I hate them so much. I just want to be free of them. It's like no matter how hard I try to be happy or okay, my father will always haunt me and they'll never go away-" I speak frantically.
"Don't say that. One day they will" he interrupts me gently.
I bite on the inside of my cheek as I shake my head side to side. "No they won't..." my voice fades out into silence as I stare blankly ahead of me. "because I'll always be scared of him" I admit as tears start to well up in my eyes. "I know I'm twenty four and I shouldn't be scared of him anymore but-" my voice cracks, making my clear my throat as I wipe underneath my eyes. "I'm petrified of him Harry" I cry.
Sadness clouds his features as his eyebrows droop. He gently pulls me closer to him before he puts his hands on my cheeks, gazing intently into my watery eyes. "He's never going to hurt you again. Okay? I won't ever let him lay a finger on you Leah. Not ever again. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that but I promise you my love, I will always be here to keep you safe" he speaks with reassurance in his voice.
I soak in his words, feeling my breath become steady and my heart race slow down. I take deep breathes in and out of my mouth as I gaze at him fondly, believing every word he's just said. My gaze then falls onto his lips briefly before I look back up at his glossy emerald eyes. I lay my hand gently on his cheek, running my thumb along his jawline, feeling immediately entranced by him. I then trace my thumb over his lips, feeling his soft and damp lips below it, admiring every curvature as I stare at them momentarily.
I then connect my eyes back with Harry, which were already staring down at me. I feel butterflies erupt in my stomach as everything evaporates around us, my only focus point being him. I glide my hand back onto his cheek before I lean forward, attaching my lips to his, desperately needing to feel his lips on mine. Harry instantly melts into me as he tightens his grip on my face, keeping me in close. He then lets his hands slide down to my waist before he pulls me onto his lap, making me wrap my legs around him, needing my body to be close to his.
He keeps his hands at my waist as I run my hands up and down his cheeks, then through the hair that lays on the nape of his neck. Our lips move perfectly in sync as our lips mold together like they were designed that way. Harry and I pull away from each other slowly, resting our foreheads on one another as we heave out pants through our noses. When we pull our faces back, we gaze into each others eyes as we catch our breath. "Please just kiss me until I can no longer speak" I plead desperately.
Slight confusion crosses his face as he hesitantly glances between my eyes and lips. I slowly nod my head at him, reassuring him. The corners of his lips then curve up into a small smile before he slowly closes the distance between our lips. All I know is when he holds me in his arms just as he is now, is when I feel safest. And when his lips are on mine, is when I feel most alive.
There's no place I'd rather be.
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The golden morning sun shines through my the curtains on my window, making me scrunch my eyes tighter as I let out a small groan. I dare to open my eyes slightly, immediately being blinded by the sun. I let out a loud sigh as I gently turn the other way, coming face to face with Harry. His long curly hair has fallen over the side of his face, making me gently brush it away, tucking it behind his ear. Small snores escape his lips while his chest moves up and down rhythmically, the sight relaxing me.
I've never thought someone sleeping could be so entrancing and consuming before I met Harry. I probably even thought watching someone sleep was weird and creepy but now, it gives me a sense of comfort and relaxation. Seeing him in his most peaceful state is intoxicating. He also looks extremely good when he's asleep, which I could never relate to sadly.
He's art. And he's the most beautiful art I've ever seen by far, and I've seen a lot.
I come out of my daze when I feel Harry tighten his grip around my waist, pulling me into him as he lets out a grunt under his breath. He stays still for a few moments before his eyelashes begin to flutter and his eyes meet mine. When he looks at me, the corners of his lips instantly twitch up into a smile as he lets out a long sigh. "Hello" he rasps.
"Hi" I squeak out, a wide grin now plastered on my face.
He tugs on his bottom lip as he gazes at me fondly. "How long were you staring at me for?" he murmurs, a smirk now clear on his face.
"I definitely wasn't staring at you" the blatant lie flies past my lips as the corner of my mouth turns up into a smirk. Harry furrows his eyebrows at me before he tilts his head to the side. "You have no proof of such thing" I add as I shrug my shoulders.
"I think me opening my eyes to see you staring at me is enough proof" he bites back as he raises his eyebrows at me.
"You claim" I mumble as I roll my eyes. Next thing I know, Harry yanks the covers over our heads before he rolls on top of me, barely propping himself up with his arm. "Get off of me" I whine as I wiggle underneath him.
"Why should I?'
"Because I said so" I speak firmly.
He seems taken back by my response for a moment before a smirk creeps onto his face again. "Okay" he drags out as he begins to get off of me.
Last minute I decide to grab his face in my hands, making him turn to face me again. "I change my mind" I blurt out before I smash my lips against his. I feel him smile against the kiss as he slides one of his hands down to my waist. He slowly slides his hand down further, reaching down to the hem of his shirt that I have on as he slips his hand underneath it. His rough hands run up my upper thighs before they reach my stomach, making my instantly suck in a sharp breath.
He then teasingly pulls back, breaking the kiss. I look at him with my eyebrows drawn together in confusion, not understanding why he just pulled away. He slowly lowers his lips to my neck, pressing a soft kiss to the spot, making my hands run up to his hair, gripping onto it. He presses kisses from the back of my ear to my collar bones, making my stomach flutter with each one.
Harry suddenly jabs his fingers into my side, making my body immediately jolt. "Harry-" I warn him but before I can even finish, he attacks my neck with his lips as he rapidly pushes his fingers into my sides. I let out loud belly laughs as I frantically try to move out from underneath but he has me pinned. "Harry-please!" I shout as I giggle loudly.
Harry finally stops as he moves his head back to look at me. "You want me to show you mercy?" he questions me in a serious tone.
"Please" I respond dramatically, letting out a loud laugh. Harry then attaches his lips back to my neck as he begins to tickle me again. "No! No! I was kidding! I'm sorry!" I yell frantically as I wiggle underneath him and try to pry his hands off of me. He pulls back again, looking at me with his eyebrows raised. "Just kiss me please" I beg him as I pout out my bottom lip.
His eyebrows are knitted together suspiciously before he hesitantly leans down and connects his lips to mine, making me hum due to the feeling. I then feel his body relax above me as his body curves into mine, making a small smile start to creep onto my face. I quickly wrap my leg around Harry's waist, flipping us over as I straddle his lap, sitting higher up on his thighs. "You're cruel" he breathes as he shakes his head at me.
"Oh I'm cruel? You attacked me first!" I exclaim.
"So what?" he mutters as he shrugs his shoulders. I let out a long sigh as I lean down to press a kiss to Harry's chest, making him suck in a sharp breath through his nose. I giggle at his reaction before I make my way down his body, kissing his side, making his body quickly jolt just as mine did earlier. "Leah" he warns me in a deep voice.
"Harry" I mimic him, letting out a dry laugh before I press my lips to his skin once more. I then start to run my hands up his stomach and sides, getting ready to do exactly what he did to me. Until he suddenly grabs my hands and sits up, making me sit up along with him. He holds my wrists together in one hand as he holds my hands straight over my head. "You can never let me have my fun. Can you?" I sigh.
"Not when it includes torturing me" he replies in a causal tone.
"That's the funnest part" I whisper as I lean forward, allowing my breath to fan his lips as my lips ever so slightly brush his. I let out a long exhale as I look at my hands above my head. "Let go of my hands Harry" I instruct.
"Why?" he asks.
"Because I don't like being restrained" I tell him sternly.
The corner of his lip quirks up into a smirk as he lessens the distance between our lips, our noses touching. "That's the funnest part" he murmurs as he glances between my eyes and lips, making my stomach do a twirl. He then attaches his lips to my neck, pressing a soft and sweet kiss to the spot. After a few moments I feel him him loosen his grip on my wrists, making me yank my hands out of his grasp.
I quickly reach for his face, turning his head towards me before I smash my lips into his. I feel him smile into it as he lets out a long exhale. He runs his hands up my body underneath my shirt before he suddenly freezes and pulls away. "I completely forgot about the wound on your side" he blurts out in a worried tone. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry-"
"Harry It's completely fine, you didn't hit it" I interrupt him, no wanting him to worry or feel guilty any longer. "Wait!" I speak frantically before I pick myself off of Harry's thigh. I then catch a glimpse of his bandage on his other thigh, making me let out a relieved sigh. "I'm not siting on yours now but if I ever hit your wound, I'm sorry" I speak softly.
"No you didn't. Don't worry" he reassures me, making me slowly nod my head in response. "Can you actually move for one second?" he questions me.
I quickly get off of him as I sit on the bed beside him, furrowing my eyebrows at him. He then gets out of bed, starting to walk towards the closet. "What are you doing?" I ask him curiously.
"I'm cold so I'm going to find some clothes to put on" he answers me casually.
"You know, you could of just cuddled up with me underneath the covers. That would of kept you warm" I suggest as I watch him closely.
He turns her head to look at me for a moment, a small smirk playing on his face. "I could have, but I have to go and get a phone later today and I should contact my mum. So I might as well get ready and dressed now" he shrugs his shoulders as he digs through his drawers. "All my shirts in here are dirty so I might have to steal the one you're wearing" he adds as he closes the drawers and turns to look at me.
"What?" I exclaim as I sit up. "There has to be other shirts you have that are clean"
Harry lets out a breathy laugh as he shakes his head. "There isn't. I haven't done laundry yet" he informs me.
"I'm sorry but there is no way you're taking this shirt off of me right now" I tell him in a serious tone with a small grin playing on my face. "If you're that cold, I probably have an over sized sweater in there you can wear" I suggest.
"There is no way that any of your clothes will fit me" he replies nonchalantly.
"It may" I drag out as I shrug my shoulders.
He lets out a long sigh as he walks further into the closet, opening my drawers, beginning to look through them. I pull out my laptop while I wait for him to hopefully find something he can wear. If he really needs it though, I will give him his shirt back that I'm wearing. I scroll through articles and social medias, not paying attention to what he's doing at all.
"What about this?" Harry speaks up a few moments later, making me snap my head up to look at him.
He's wearing a red crop top that ties in the front and is very low cut. I remember thinking it was cute when I saw it in the store and so I got it but when I tried it on at home, it stopped right underneath my boobs so I felt really uncomfortable in it. He's also pairing that with his black boxers. It's quite a look I have to say.
I loud laugh tears through my lips, as well as a snort, making me smack my hand over my mouth. Once I collect myself, I giggle a bit as I look him up and down. "You look hot" I breathe.
"I do. Don't I?" Harry playfully responds before he turns towards the mirror to look at himself. He then whips his head around, flipping his hair as he shifts his weight to one side, sticking his butt and hip out. I let out loud belly laughs at his actions as I put my hands over my face momentarily.
When I remove my hands from my face, I catch a glimpse of my camera from the corner of my eye, making me sneakily grab it from my bedside table. I then turn it on, keeping it down by my side as I give it a minute. Harry turns back towards me, making a few more poses, that I of course giggle at. He then looks down to re tie the knot on the shirt, not paying attention to me. I then bring my camera up, but I press the button too late yet it somehow work in my favor because when I click it, Harry puts his hand on his hip as he dramatically pops out his hip.
I jolt when I hear the shutter sound from my camera go off, making me quickly throw my camera beside me. When Harry hears the sound, he snaps his head up with his eyes wide and his eyebrows raised. "Where's the camera Leah?" he questions me.
I put my hands in my lap as I try to look as innocent as possible. "I have no idea what you're talking about" I mumble as I shrug my shoulders.
Harry narrows his eyes at me as he glances over to my camera that sits beside me. "Leah I will kill you" he hisses as he leaps towards me but I'm quicker than he is so I slide the camera behind my back swiftly.
"God I hope not' I giggle as I look at the frustrated look on his face. "It's my camera so whatever is in here is mine" I tell him.
"No it isn't because you kind of took that photo without my consent" he bites back as he crosses his arms over his chest, a small grin playing on his face.
"Whatever It's not like I'm going to show the photo to anyone. I'm keeping it and I don't care what you say because it'll be funny to look back on when we're older" I add sternly, standing my ground.
He lets out a low growl in the back of his throat as he has a small pout on his lips. "Fine" he spits sharply before I watch the corner of his lip twitch up into a small smile.
When he turns around to walk the other way, I decide to speak up again. "Do another pose for me. Will you?" I raise my voice, making sure there's no way he can ignore me now.
He turns his head only, giving me a glare before he turns back around and walks back into the closet. I sigh as I lean back, shaking my head at him, disappointed he wouldn't do one for me. He suddenly stops at the entrance of the closet, making me look back at him.
He turns his body slightly as he puts the tip of his finger on his tongue before he taps his butt, making a 'tssss' sound with his mouth as he does so. I let out loud giggles as I fall onto my stomach, putting my hands over my entire face, trying to hide my now crimson cheeks. "Why do I love such a moron?" I mutter to myself.
"I heard that" Harry yells, making me turn my head to look at him. He then strips off my shirt quickly before he runs and leaps into bed with me, nearly tackling me. He then showers me with kisses which I suppose he thinks is revenge, which I'm completely fine with. "In case you didn't know, I love you too" he states after he kisses nearly every inch of my body.
"Oh I know"I murmur before I attach my lips to his, feeling euphoria come in waves through my body as I get lost in him like many times before.
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Why is this me talking about
Harry and Leah-
This chapter though...my heart-
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Taylor x