"i love you,
not only for what you are,
but for what I am
when I am with you.
i love you,
not only for what
you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.
i love you,
for the part of me
that you bring out."
( roy croft )
"Well Ms. James, it seems as if your vitals have increased significantly. You're digestive system has healed, and we will see you again in another two weeks."
"Thanks Dr." I smiled at him.
"Goodbye Harry, you're doing good."
"Thank you sir."
Looking over at Harry questionably, he whispered,
"We know each other."
Walking out of the hospital hand in hand we get into Harry's car.
Driving out of the parking lot Harry says,
"He told me about your dad."
Worry floods into my body immediately.
"Wh-who did?" I ask, clearing my throat.
"The doctor. He told me he hurt you."
"Is that all he said?"
All at once the worry flew away. I decided yes I would tell Harry, but it needed to be in my own time, when I trusted him enough.
"When will you tell me?" He asked almost reading my mind.
I looked out the window. After a minute or so, I whispered,
After about a 15 minute drive Harry pulls up to a bowling alley.
"Bowling?" I excitedly ask.
"No. Were going to the quilt shop across the street."
Rolling my eyes I get out of the car happily.
Harry soon catches up and catches my hand.
We walk inside only to find it empty.
"I rented it out. So it can just be us." He says as he sees my confused face.
Walking over to get our shoes Harry slides over the counter.
Grabbing a pair for me and a pair for him he picks me up and lifts me onto the counter. Taking my shoes off he puts the bowling shoes on my feet.
Laughing I ask, "Why did you tie a triple knot?"
"So it won't come out." He says as he concentrates on tying on my other shoe.
Taking me down from the counter Harry leads me over to get a ball.
Not knowing what size to get I just get the same as Harry. Of course me being me I drop it.
Me just kind of staring at it on the ground, Harry bursts out into laughter.
"Burgon, that's only 12 pounds!"
Blushing I reach down to pick it back up. Using two hands I put it back, grabbing the smallest one I can see.
Leaving Harry still laughing to himself I head over to a random lane.
I turn around, looking at Harry I say,
I do a couple spins before sending the ball down the lane. It goes straight into the gutter.
While I'm waiting for my ball to return Harry comes and sits down behind me with a smirk on his face.
Grabbing my ball I lay down on my stomach at the start of the lane. Putting the ball in front of my face I push it as hard as I can.
Standing up, I watch as I get a strike.
Smiling I walk back towards Harry and sit down.
He gets up for his turn. Picking up his ball he does a summer-sault and the ball goes flying down the lane. The ball goes straight towards the first pin, only to curve at the end leaving me laughing and him pouting.
The rest of our time at the bowling alley went pretty much like this. Us attempting trick shots, and laughing at each other's gutter balls.
Putting our shoes back we walk outside to Harry's car.
Instead of heading back to my flat, he pulls over and parks next to a small little ice cream shop.
We hop out, and walk inside. Him grabbing my hand in the process.
Walking in the smell of chocolate wafts over us.
We sit down on the barstools up against the counter.
Smiling and laughing we eat our ice cream.
We sit there making silly faces and putting ice cream on each other's faces until it's dark outside.
Getting up we walk back out to Harry's car. We sing to music as goofily as we can on the ride back to my apartment.
"You know Burgon, even though we're just messing around, you have an amazing voice."
Laughing I just shake my head and keep singing. Harry joining in after a few verses.
We pull up to my complex, and Harry runs around to open the passenger door for me. He grabs his bag full of clothes and we head inside.
We walk into my flat and both collapse onto the couch due to pure exhaustion.
Not wanting to go to sleep quite yet, I turn a movie on and curl up against Harry.
We watch it in silence. I can feel his chest vibrating against my back when he laughs at the funny parts.
Today was one of the best days of my life. Harry makes me feel like I've been reborn. Looking at me today you wouldn't even know that I'm a suicidal little girl. Not wanting to leave Harry quite yet, I turn around so our noses are touching, and I whisper breathe,
"You know, you don't have to sleep on the couch."
Smiling down at me he picks me up bridal style and carries me to my bed. He turns off all the lights, before climbing in too.
That night, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
And I can speak for both of us when I say that was the most comforted and best nights sleep we had ever had.
To the ☾and back.