Over Again (18+)

Camille's relationship with Harry was perfect until she was torn and cheated. Things got worse after Harry found out and troubles came over. Before everything has fixed, another troubles came again and broke hearts into pieces. Trust was broken, friendship was betrayed. Could Camille make everything straight and start this over again?

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33. First Date III

I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck as he carried me on his back. He walked towards the train then sat me on the seat. I was extremely exhausted after the rough romantic sex in the Queen Charlotte's Cottage. Well it wasn't just a sex. It was more than that, we made love. My feet felt numb and painful, I was unable to walk.

I hated it when I had to bother someone else. I knew Harry was tired as well, but I just couldn't walk. Every time I tried to stand up my knees always gave in and I would fell on the ground. I felt bad for bothering Harry.

I sighed. The sky had turned dark as we exited the cottage. I didn't realize that we made love that long. But it was really epic, the place was romantic.

So he had planned all of this, from when we arrived, to the Queen Charlotte's Cottage. I just couldn't believe he really did that to me. The whole thing, the date today seemed unbelievable. I meant we hadn't been serious, we hadn't even official, yet he had given me the date I would never forget for the rest of my life.

I never felt like this when I was with a boy. I never felt treated, loved, cared so sweetly like this. Even Josh had never done something half as sweet as Harry had done, and didn't treat me like a princess. Moreover he treated me as his sex slave, raped me and beat me, made me suffer.

I snuggled closer to Harry, so I could feel the warmth of his body. I breathed in his overwhelming scent that comforted me. He stroked my hair gently, removed the strands of my hair from my face and caressed my cheek gently.

"You know what," Harry trailed off, his voice was soft and angelic.

"Mmhm?" I looked up to see his face.

"You know one of the good thing about hiring this place?" he asked and smirked.

"What?" I asked.

"No paps, and no mobbing stuffs," he replied with a smirk. I couldn't help but completely agreed.

"Yeah," I nodded. "So this is why you hired the whole place to avoid paps and screaming fans?"

"No, not exactly," he shook his head and played with the strand of my hair. "Paps are super duper annoying but fans are amazing. I'll never avoid them, even they'll grab me, tear my clothes apart, or pull my body. They make me and they boys who we are now, and I'll do my best to please them, to give them the best. They're the best fans in the world," he said. I felt bad for saying that he was avoiding his fans.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled. But he squeezed my hand and kissed the back of my palm gently.

"That's fine," he smiled. "Actually I just want to get more.. private time with you, where it's just me, you, and the beautiful plants," he explained then kissed the top of my head.

"You're very sweet and romantic today," I told him. He just grinned sheepishly and kissed my forehead.

The train stopped in front of a unique botanic garden. Harry stood up and got off the train, then placed his big hands around my waist to lift me up and get me off the train. He carried me bridal style until I got off the train then walked towards the garden, still carrying me.

"It's okay Harry, I can walk by myself," I told him.

"No, I can't let you walk and hurt your legs," he mumbled.

"I'm fine, just let me walk by myself," I demanded.

"Are you sure?" he looked unsure. I nodded my head quickly and gave him a reassuring smile.

"Fine," he mumbled, then slowly put me down on my feet. My knees ached as my whole body weighed on my own feet, but I tried to ignore the pain. We walked hand in hand and finally my feet had gotten used to the pressure and I could walk properly.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"Order Beds and Rose Pergola, the last garden we're visiting," he answered. I nodded and let my eyes wandered the garden. In the Order Beds there were a lot of plants inside, that were ordered and grouped based the plants' families. We were walking on a wide path, with plants and flowers around us. There were a lot of brick stakes on the sides, and pillars above our heads. The garden was clean and tidy, and the green color was dominant in this place.


We just walked along the main path that leaded us to the Rose Pergola. The structure stood over the main paths through the Order Beds. Well, Rose Pergola was part of the Order Beds. The pergola was wreathed in pairs of climbing and rambling roses, selected for their profusion and length of flowering. I could see the red flowered Rosa 'Danse Des Sylphes' and my favorite flower, pink blossomed R. 'Mary Wallace'. The flowers created a tunnel of beautiful colors that framed the view of the Order Beds as we strolled down the central path.


We walked along the path with our hands intertwined on each other's, admiring beauty around us. I glanced at our hands and smiled to myself, felt extremely happy. I touched the flowers on my left side, felt the softness of the petals.

Harry tugged a white flower and took it, then tucked it in my hair, placed it near my ear. I smiled at him and he returned the smile cheekily. His irresistible green eyes were shining and his dimples peeked from both sides of his cheek, making him looked very cute. We kept on walking but suddenly in the middle of our track he stopped and pulled my hand, made me stop as well. Then he pushed me backwards, until my back hit a hard stake. He had both of his hands on the stake on my sides, trapped me in the middle. At the moment he just looked into my eyes, his deep heave breath was fanning me. I could see his green eyes turned a bit darker, filled with passion and lust.

"You look beautiful, Leigh," Harry said between his heavy breaths. I couldn't help but blush, looked at my own feet as my cheek flushed scarlet red. He lifted my chin with his fingers and made me look at him. Once we made eye contact he leaned in, removed the gap between us and crashed his lips into mine. He kissed me with so much passion, his lips were soft as silk and gentle against mine. He had his hands moved to my face, cupped my cheek gently. I sneaked my hands around his neck and my fingers played with his brown locks.

The kiss became more heated as he placed his hands on my waist and pulled me closer until I couldn't get any closer. I grinned against his lips, our body rocked back and fourth in a slow rhythm. My back hit the brick stake every time I rocked forth, but I didn't care. It didn't hurt actually. He swept his tongue on my bottom lip asking for permission and like if it was a command I granted the access, parted my lips a little bit and just enough for him to slip his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned a little as our tongue touch and started fighting for dominance. I pulled his neck closer and he moaned silently against my lips, his voice was seductive.

Finally Harry broke the kiss and breathed rapidly to catch his breath, and I mirrored his action. Our chests were touching and they rose and fell along with our fast heartbeat. We stared at each other's eyes for a moment, our lips were barely touching. I leaned my head back against the stake and he leaned to me so our lips were still touching.

"I love you," Harry said against my lips. He breathed through his nose and his slow breath brushed my face.

"I love you t-" he cut me off by pressing his lips against mine, stopping me from talking but didn't kiss me.

"Let me finish," he said in a low tone. I just nodded and smiled against his lips.

Harry took a deep breath, I could feel his heart beat faster every second that passed. The opened his mouth, about to speak but then closed it again. I waited patiently for him to say something.

"Well," he trailed off. I squeezed the back of his neck softly, reassured him to continue. "Would you be my girlfriend?" he finally spoke.

My heart started beating faster as the words escaped his mouth. So he wanted to make it official. Our eyes were still locked and I stared at his emerald green orbs with wide eyes. Then he took one step backwards, examined my face. I rolled my lips between my teeth and licked them to moist them.

"Well?" Harry asked, raised one eyebrow and gave me a questioning look. He bit his bottom lip and I could tell he was nervous.

Yes.

Three letters, formed a little word. Just a little word that would mean a lot. It would make a change, about our status. It would start something big. It would make two less lonely people in the world.

Yes.

It was the right answer of his question, the perfect word to fit the empty hole in his heart. It was the only word he wanted to hear.

Yes.

It took less than a second to say that. It didn't need much energy to be escaped from my mouth.

But why was it so hard to say it?

I wanted to be his girlfriend, my heart really craved to make it official about our relationship. My heart was screaming loudly inside my chest, screaming that word, but my lips were glued. I was too nervous to say that. I didn't know what came over me, but I really couldn't help it. There was a lump in my throat that blocked the word, prevented that three lettered word to escape.

Harry looked at me, getting more nervous by the second. I was clumsy, felt like a lost puppy. I was fighting inside myself, tried to get rid of the nervousness and speak that word. I closed my eyes tightly and inhaled deeply, filled my lungs with the fresh fragrant air then released my breath. Finally I opened my mouth and created a sound wave from my voice box in my throat.

"Yes," my voice came out as a whisper that was barely audible. Fortunately he heard it, I could tell by the change of his face expression. He smiled widely, then pressed his lips against mine gently.

Just the touch of his lips on mine made me feel amazing. It was like the lost puppy had found a place that deserved to be called 'home'.

 

HARRY'S POV

"You scared the hell out of me!" I exclaimed as we were sitting in a table in the corner of the restaurant. We decided to have dinner at Nando's because the restaurant was in the same direction to our house.

"I was too nervous," she said shyly. Her gaze was on the waitress who was bringing our food.

"I was really afraid you would say no," I told her and shoved a piece of chicken into my mouth.

"I wouldn't! Never fucking ever! I was waiting for that moment since we first met."

"You cursed," I smirked.

"Sorry," she mumbled and took another bite of her Peri-Peri chicken. "I don't usually curse," she said after she gulped her food.

"That's fine, it's funny if a girl curses," I said. She just shrugged and sipped her milkshake.

We ate our dinner and had a fun chat, about football (soccer). I really loved talking with her, it wouldn't be boring just to talk to her for hours. We both loved football, and she knew much about it. I figured out that her favorite team was Barcelona and Chelsea and her favorite player was Fernando Torres. She told me about how much she really wanted to meet Torres and talk to him directly.

An idea came to my mind. Someday I wanted to take her to Stamford Bridge and meet Fernando Torres.

I glanced at my watch on my wrist before we left the restaurant. It was almost 10 already. I really had a great day with Leigh and I was so grateful. I couldn't be happier than this.

We walked hand in hand towards my Range Rover and I opened the door for her. I remembered my mom told me to open the door for the lady, because it was a gentleman did. I smiled to myself as I made my way around the car and enter the car, placed my tired ass on the driver's seat and turned the engine on. I let out a sigh and pecked Leigh's lips before headed home.

I was driving in low speed and glanced at Leigh who was sitting next to me. Her gaze was fixed on the road in front of her and she was tapping her fingers on the dashboard. It was late at night, we had had a tiring but amazing times and we hadn't showered for half day. But she still looked stunning, despite her eyes looked tired. She looked like an angel in a cute white polka-dot dress and beautiful hair. I felt lucky to have this girl in my life.

Suddenly my phone vibrated against my bum from my back pocket. I reached my hand to take it and handed my phone to Leigh, didn't have a time to look at the caller ID. I had to concentrate on the road, I had to be very careful.

"Answer it," I asked her. She slid the screen and answered the call.

"Hello?" her sweet voice greeted the person on the other side of the line.

"Yes, we're okay. We on our way back home," she replied the person.

"No, everything's perfectly fine, Louis. Nothing bad," she was talking to Louis.

"Yes, he's driving now."

"Tell Louis I say hi," I said.

"Harry said hi," Leigh transmitted my message. She paused for a while as Louis talked.

"Okay, bye," she said then hung up.

"What was that about?" I asked while spinning the steering wheel to the right, made the car turned right on the junction.

"Louis, he just asked if we were alright," Leigh replied.

"Oh," I muttered.

"He said he had bad feeling about us, and wanted to make sure if we were alright," she told me. "It's weird. Why he had bad feelings?"

"Fortunately nothing bad happens, right?" I grinned and she nodded in agreement. "He's kinda weird sometimes," I chuckled.

"Today's just.. perfect," she mumbled with a grin. I didn't reply but stroked her blonde instead. She was right. It was the right word to describe this day. Perfect.

I poured all of my attention back to the road and let the silence took over for a while. The radio was turned off, and the sound of car engine was barely heard. I hummed a random song that came to my mind. Well, honestly it wasn't that cliche when the boy sang a sweet love song that described the situation right now. The song was otherwise, it didn't describe our situation at all. It was Something That We're Not by Demi Lovato. The song was about a boy who liked a girl and thought that they were more than a friend, but the girl didn't like him back and the boy kept chasing her, so she got annoyed.

My feet quickly hit brake pedal and slowed the car down until it stopped as the traffic light turned red. I didn't want to pass the red light and risk our safety. As we waited for the light to turn green I leaned towards Leigh who was leaning on the back of the seat. I tried to reach her lips but the seat belt stopped my track.

"Kiss me," I demanded. She giggled and leaned towards me until our lips met and molded together.

Then it happened. Before we could even pull away. Everything happened in slow motion.

Louis was right.

There was a loud bang and the sound of shattering glass. Our lips were moving together, still locked to each other's as the car jolted in all of a sudden. Heart beat fast, loud noises, screaming people, crashing car. We were still kissing, with rigid materials splattered around us. I hugged Leigh's fragile body tightly, knew exactly we were crashing. I did my best to protect her, and to keep us close. We never broke the kiss, didn't care about our surroundings. At least I could kiss her in the last second.

A car must had hit my car from behind. The crash was pretty bad, the cars were broken and wrecked really bad. The last thing I remember was feeling a shot of strong pain and tasted the metal taste of blood. I was still kissing Leigh before everything turned black.

So was it the way to end up a special first date?

 

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A/N: Cliffhanger! Haha sorry guys.. I have to do this... (;

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