Want You Back

Rosalie has made some mistakes with Harry. Harry has also made some mistakes. Old friends, problems and worries. Who wants who back?


16. I love you more


Harry's P.O.V.

Tom seemed like a very nice guy. Ro had told me he helped her when she went through hard times. I knew what she meant. When we started dating, before she turned 17, her grandmother died. In that moment her family wasn't treating her well either, so she slept at my house almost every night before she got one for herself.


She was really sad, and she said I was the only reason why she still wanted to be alive. Ro had been through a lot, and she took lots of medicines when she was depressed, she had told me. When her grandmother died I caught her trying to overdose once, but she promissed not to do it anymore. And I promissed I would help her.


I also had talked with her cousin, who took care of her when she was that way, until I appeared. For what he had told me, I knew there was someone else taking care of her with him, some dude from America. And it was Tom.

I wanted to be friends with him, as he had made the girl that I loved happy and didn't let her die. But I was also jealous, because he took a big part in Ro's life, and maybe, just maybe, if she left me, I was sure it would be for him. The way they looked at each other, it was just too cute and lovely for me. I was happy and sad at the same time. Happy for Ro having his friend back, but sad because he could pull her away from me if he tried to.



Rosalie's P.O.V.

I was just too happy. I was with Hazza, and Tom was here too. These two boys meant so much to me.

When everyone went home I was left alone with Tom, Hazza would probably come later at night. We had dinner early, then watched a movie. It was 'Dear John', I loved that movie, but it made me cry so much.


"Shh, shh, don't cry, little angel," Tom whispered, giving me a little peck on the cheek. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and he leant his head on mine. At the end of the movie I was still crying, but there were also happy tears.


Tom looked at me, he had his arm around me, "Someone's really emotional today,". I smiled at him, and he wiped my tears. "I love you," I whispered. "I love you more," he said.


I noticed our faces were just inches apart, I could feel his breath on my lips. He was so cute, anyone who saw us would think we were a couple, and I wouldn't mind... Would I? I loved him so much...


I moved closer to him and gave him a tiny, soft kiss right on the right edge of his lips. It was not on his cheek, our lips barely touched... He looked at me shocked, then he smiled, and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips.


It didn't feel wrong at all, it felt like when your best friend in kindergarten kissed you; it was friendly, nothing to do with love. I didn't feel guilt at all, it made me feel happy. Not like Harry's kisses, just like the kind of happiness you felt when there was a sunny day after a rainy week. Like when you put your toes in the sea on the first day of summer vacations. Like when it was rainy and sunny at the same time, so rainbows would appear...

He took my hand and looked down, "We are just friends, right?" he asked. I nodded and leaned my head on his shoulder once again, and I fell asleep in his arms.

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