Forever and Always

Victoria was diagnosed with cancer and was told she would most likely not survive it. She filled out a form for the hospital and there was a question that she didn't expect. It was... If there was one thing you wanted to do before you died what would it be? There was one obvious answer, meet one direction......


11. Morning

     We laid on the couch cuddling into each other and just holding each other for a very long time. Eventually the exhaustion of the day started to overwhelm me and I was grateful for the peaceful sleep that came over me. 

     When I woke up I was still on the couch and was pressed into Harry the way we were when we fell asleep. I shifted to make myself a bit more comfortable, but my movements woke him up. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at me.

     "Morning beautiful." He said in his groggy morning voice as a slow smile spread across his face. We both sat up on the couch and he said, "So what should we have for breakfast?" 

     "Well there is cereal in the cabinets we could have that." I said.

     "How about I make you some eggs and bacon?." He asked.

     "Sure I haven't eaten that in a while because I usually don't feel very good in the morning so I'm not up to making it for myself so that would be really nice." I answer.

     He smiles back at me and then gets up and walks into the kitchen, where I could here him taking things out to cook with.

     I got up and walked to my room to get ready for the day. I began my normal routine and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue sweater.

     Then I walked to the bathroom and washed my face, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, and applied a very little bit of mascara and eyeliner. 

     When I was done I walked back out to the living room area; where the breakfast Harry made was on the table. He walked in at the same time with the milk in his hand and placed it on the table and sat down.

     I sat in my normal seat and Harry sat across from  me. We began to fill our plates in silence. After we took our food we began a light conversation. Soon enough we were laughing just like yesterday and were having a good happy time with each other.

     We finished our breakfast and I thanked him for making it. We cleaned off the table and I began to wash the dishes. Harry came up behind me; I figured he just had another plate to give me to wash, but instead of handing me a plate he grabbed a hand full of the soap suds and smeared it into my hair. 

     "Harry!!!" I yelled and then grabbed some suds of my own and began chasing him around the kitchen. We fought back and forth circling around tables and dodging each others attacks for a while, giggling and screaming the whole time. But of course I began feeling tired and sickly and knew that our little game was going to have to come to an end soon.

     I was over by the sink and Harry was across the room with a handful of suds. He slowly began walking towards me taunting me knowing full well that I was trapped between the counter and the sink, there was only one way out and he was blocking it.

     I was stuck and ready to surrender because I was getting very tired. Then I got an idea and spun around; I grabbed the water spraying hose from the sink and aimed it at him.

     "Come any closer and I'll shoot!" I exclaimed. He stopped walking towards me and shot me a calculating look. We stared at each other for a moment; almost to see who would surrender first. As I was about to say something he came running towards me.

     He caught me off guard, but I didn't hesitate to shoot at him and squeezed the trigger soaking his shirt and his hair.

     However that didn't stop him. He grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up and over his shoulder. Causing me to get even more wet, and my only remaining weapon and last hope to be ripped out of my hands. 

     "Okay, okay, you win. Now will you put me down please?" I surrendered. 

     "Not until I get my prize." He states.

     "Oh and what would that be?" I question.

     "This." He says and swings me down from over his shoulder and is holding me with my legs around his waist. He leans in and kisses me. It's slow and passionate and my head spins weather from being swung around and having done so much to make me feel sick, or from kissing him I didn't know. All I know is it was amazing and I never wanted it to end.

     We eventually pulled apart and he set me down on the ground carefully. I was a little dizzy and held onto him for a minute to gain my balance and composure I can't believe I just kissed Harry Styles.  

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