Almost Is Never Enough

"Don't worry I will catch you if you fall" he smiles.
"Even if I fall in love with you?" I ask him
"Only if you promise to catch me too" he says softly in my ear.

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17. Everything we love gets hurt.

Harry's P.O.V.

The question still stands out...Do I love her? Am I even capable of loving someone after everything that had happened to me? 

Well the truth is when you love something, you hurt something, I guess that's the main reason that I don't want to love her or don't want to think that I love her because honestly I think I do...and I don't want to hurt her...

I don't want to break her heart...

We are laying in her bed for 2 minutes now...I'm on my boxers and she's on her cute little pajama's full of ducks and teddy bears, her head his laying on my chest and I can feel her quick pulse through her neck...

She's making circles on my stomach and smiling wide...this is one of the things that I love the most about her...her smile...it lights up my world every time she's wearing it...even when she's mad and does that half smile, it's so cute...

I want to tell her that I love her but I think it's too soon for that...well for me is...

"Emm" I groan

"Yes?" She says lifting up her head facing me.

"I want you to know that I really really like you and that no matter what happens, I will be always here for you as a friend and as a boyfriend, ok?" I say kissing her cheek  and turning of the lights...

"I know Harry, I know" She tells me and I swear I can feel her beautiful smile against my nude chest.

**

I wake up to an empty bed and a note...

*if you're reading this this means you woke up, so get up and get downstairs, I'm making or made breakfast*

I smile at myself, although I would prefer to wake up to her beautiful face or her hot lips against mine, but ok...she made breakfast. Ahaha.

I get up from bed and look at the clock in the nightstand...

10 o'clock in the morning...

I make my way to the staircase when I hear this familiar voice...singing...

I giggle when I understand that's Emma but she sing very well, very well indeed.

When I reach the bottom stair I make my way to the kitchen, and there she is with that sexy apron around her waist tasting whatever it was on her spoon...

I just quickly walk towards her and place my hands around her waist lifting her up...making her squeak.

"Harry!" She giggles while screaming for me to put her down...

I wrap her legs around my torso and grab her chin kissing her good morning...

"Good morning babe" I say against her irresistible lips...

"Mornin'" she says while trying to get out of my embrace...

"I have to cook, baby" she tells me making her 'lost puppy face' her brownish eyes were shinning so bright and her lips were pursed together so tightly that I let out a chuckle...

"Well I want a kiss first" I warn her "or this kitchen is going to burn" I chuckle making her huff...this little piece of her hair floats and lands back in her forehead...

She presses her mouth against my neck kissing it...

"Oh oh oh Emm..." I moan...why, stop woman you're driving me mad...

"Can I cook now?" She says while playing with my curls...

"My kiss" I say breathlessly...

She presses her lips against mine and a sudden burnt smell invades my nostrils....

"Babe, the pancakes or whatever you're making..." she tells me and I put her down quickly while she runs to the stove trying to save our breakfast...

"I saved it!" She breaths in relief...

"I knew you would" I tell her...she glares at me playfully and I stick my tongue out like a little primary school boy and she chuckles. Adorable.

**

"Are your parents out?" I ask her while dressing up in my yesterday's clothes...

"They are in Canada with my sister" She tells me looking herself in the mirror...she starts making her tummy look smaller, the starts pushing her stomach backwards...and that's making me feel sad, because she doesn't need that, she's perfect...just the way she is...

I walk to the mirror and grab her hands traveling them to my chest, she looks at me confused and a single tear drop falls from her eye...

"Do you feel my heart?" I ask her and she nods...

"Well now, I'm placing my hand on yours, ok?" I tell her and she nods again...

When my hand touched her sweet and delicate chest I feel her heart beating up against her skin...

"Do you know what counts in a woman, Emma?" I ask her and she shakes her head revealing a no...

"It counts what's in there not what you want others to see you from the outside" I tell her and she grabs my hand kissing her, making her way to my lips once again.

 

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