Still The One

Harry and Daisy were unbreakable. Well that's what Daisy thought anyway. Once Harry auditioned for the X Factor he never talked to her again. She say storys about him in the magazines with random girls, and she hated it. She felt forgotton, and alone, and most of all broken
As for Harry he still loves her, and when they meet again for the first time in two years things get complicated.
How far will Harry go to tell Daisy that She's still the one?
Read and find out!
This is my first Movella so I hope you like it!


8. Perfect

Daisy's POV~

For the time in two yeras I felt whole again.  Harry was my other half, and without him I didn't feel complete.  It's a week since Harry and I got back together, and we're perfect.  I've never benn happier! 

Slowly open my eyes, giving them time to adjust to the light.  Once I look around I see that I'm not in my own room, but I look on the over side of me and see Harry sleeping peacfully, his arm wrapped around my waist.  I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes again.  After a minute or so I feel Harry gently push some hair off my face.  I smile slightly and slowly open my eyes to see a smiling Harry. 

"Hey babe."  Harry says softly, as if I'm only half awake.  But I'm not, not at all. 

"Hi!  How did you sleep baby?"  I ask, as I slept wonderfully. 

"Great, since I had you here with me.  I missed waking up beside you."  He whispers in my ear.  I smile and blush.  I missed that too, so much.  But I have it back, and that's all that matters. 

"I missed that too.  I love you so much Harry, please don't leave me again."  I say, looking right at him, and meaning every word.  If he left again, I would just end it.  I can't live without him.  I don't know how I did it for two years.  Once I even thought to cut, but I just couldn't.  Even that wouldn't help.  I fel Harry's whole body tense.

"I'm so sorry."  Was all he said, and then he got out of bed and left the rom.  I stepped wrong, I never should have said that.  I knew he already felt bad enough, and I just had to bring it up again didn't I?  This is just great.  I get out of bed and walk over to the pile of clothes I brought here yesterday, and threw them on.  The outfit I put on consists of:  A grey I mustache you a question T-Shirt, dark wash GUESS skinny jeans, black flats, and a black cross ring.

I brush my hair, then walk quickly into the livingroom.  I gaze around the room until I find Harry sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, crying.  I take a deep breath and silently walk over to him.  Sitting next to him on the couch, i wrap my arms around his and pull him close, he still doesn't  lift his head. 

"D-do you t-try to m-make me f-feel bad a-about this o-on purpose?"  He asks, lifting his head and lookin at me.  Tears are still streaming down his face," How many time do you want me to say I'm sorry?"

I sit quietly for a moment.  I wasn't doing this on purpose, I didn't know it hurt him this much.  I can't beleieve I made him cry.  It breaks my heart to see him cry.

"I'm not trying to make you feel bad Harry."  I say softly, hoping he'd understand.

"Then why do you keep bring it up?  You know I'm sorry, how many times do I have to say it?"  He asks, wiping away his tears.  Gosh I really messed up.

"I just want you to know that I love you, and I would hate it if what happened last time happened again.  I'm not trying to make you upset.  I won't talk about it anymore, I promise."  I say, taking his hand in mine.  He looks at our hands and smiles, gently rubbing circles on my hand with his hand.  This makes me smile too.

"You don't have to promise anything.  I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself for leaving you like that.  I never should have, and I'm sorry."  I smile when he says this.  He really did care all that time.

"Stop saying your sorry.  I know you are, and I forgave you.  And everything happens for a reason Hazza.  Ok?  I love you, and you love me.  That's all that matters right now."  I say, kissing his lips gently. 

He smiles into the kiss, and once we pull away I smile too.  "Your right Daisy.  Everything about this is perfect.  And I hope it stays that way."  He says, kising my forehead gently.  I lay my head in his lap and look up at him, the boy I love.

"Me too Harry.  Me too."

~Hey guys!  This will be my last update till sunday!  Sorry!  I have a dnace tomorrow, and on saturday I'm going to sleep over my friends house.  I hope you liked this chapter!  I'm sorry if it was bad but I was kinda in a hurry.  Thank you all who read this!  Love all of you!

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