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?

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9. Shower

 

Rosalie's P.O.V.

Harry was the most lovely and hottest thing ever at the same time, he was great for me. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower's cold water. I looked at myself on the mirror, and I noticed I couldn't stop smiling. Being with Harry really made my days beautiful, and right now he was being his sweetest ever. When I got into the shower I got little goosebumps, so I turned the hot water a bit on. When I was about to finish I heard a knock on the door.

 

And then another one. 'Gosh, he's impatient!' I thought. I just decided to focus on the warm water and enjoy the last minute of my shower... But I heard Hazza opened the door. 'WHAT?!'. "Hey, you're taking a long time. Mind if I get in...?" Harry said slowly.

 

"Harry, don't!" I screamed, while Harry started to open the shower curtain. I covered myself, and I saw he covered his eyes. "Don't worry, I'm not looking at you if you don't want me to!" he was half in the shower I leaned against the opposite wall, and tried not to look down... "Harry, get out of here!!" I shouted, trying to find my towel, which hung outside the shower.

 

He turned around to face me, but he tripped. Automatically I leaned closer and grabbed his arm so he wouldn't fall... What? No, gosh! Why did I do that? I was naked... He was naked. He wasn't covering his eyes anymore; he quickly looked at me and then closed his eyes. "Sorry" he said trying to hide the smile on his face. "You're so stupid!" I said, then I turned and put out my arm looking for the towel as fast as I could. I grabbed it and stepped out while putting it around me.

Why did he do that? He was pretty annoying...I told him I didn't want to... I heard him giggle, "You're so beautiful" he said, drawing his head out of the shower looking at me.

 

"Harry!" I said covering my face and blushing. I rushed out of the bathroom and started getting dressed. I heard Harry singing in the shower, with his beautiful, deep and soft voice. "You're everything I hope for, And you are everything I need, You are so beautiful to me..." I heard him sing. I sighed, how could I ever be mad at him? I put on a white shirt with tiny flowers all over it and denim shorts, made the bed and sat on it waiting for Harry. And then he told me I took long...

 

I walked to the door and knocked on it. "Come in!" I heard Hazza say. 'Come in? He's taking a shower...'. "I'm not coming in, you're showering!" I answered. I heard him turn off the water, "No I'm not, come in!". I covered my eyes, opened the door and walked in. "Hey! It's okay, I'm not naked" he said moving my hands from my face with his. He was wearing just a towel, his wet hair... 'God why is he so hot?!' I thought and bit my lip. "I know you want me!" he said looking at me through the mirror arranging his hair with his fingers, with a cheeky smile on his face. I blushed again, "Go get dressed!" I said picking up his T-shirt from the floor. "I only have my pair of jeans to wear" he said still smiling at me. Right, he only had that... Well, I didn't mind having a shirtless Harry around all day, not at all!

 

We had breakfast in the living room, looking out of the window to the beautiful little forest that spread only for a couple of miles. I tried remembering every time Hazza did something special for me, when he took me to Plymouth to spend a weekend with him, when he let me stay at his house when my parents and I had an argument, when he took care of me when I had a cold, when he came with me to visit my grandma at the graveyard and it was raining, when I broke my ankle and he drove me to the hospital... And every little thing he always did, like letting me wear his oversized T-shirts that smelled of him, hugging me whenever I needed someone to hug, cheering me up whenever I cried, and just always being by my side, even if I didn't ask him to... Harry took my hand and pulled me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?" he asked looking at my eyes. Suddenly I realized they were filled with tears, because of remembering every single moment I had shared with him.

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