Break On Me

"Maybe it's not about the happy ending.. Maybe it's about the story."

Sometimes it’s hard to accept what is, and it’s hard to go along with something even though you know you could do better.. But how come it’s so easy to slip up? So easy to say the wrong thing, use the wrong words, or even make the wrong moves? Sometimes we just all need to break.. in more ways than just mentally. I want you to know, that no matter what, I will always be here for you.. whether you like it or not, if you want me here or if you want me to live.. If you love me, or if you hate.. You can always break on me baby.

We loose ourselves in the things we love, we find ourselves there too..


25. Chapter 024

My eyes stared at the back of Emmy’s beautiful body, watching the water cascade down her back. She was gorgeous, no matter what she was doing or where she was at. I watched her through the glass door of the shower, the resort had a pretty nice bathroom.
I picked up on the sound of her humming a tune, I wasn’t sure what though. A smile came to my face as I heard her making ‘brr’ noises at the temperature of the water. My body leaned against the door frame, ankles crossed as I watched my girl close from the short distance.
She told me she was sweaty, so she jumped in the shower but her five minutes have already become twenty. Perhaps she’s just enjoying the refreshing feel, or the time alone. I often wonder what she’s thinking, what’s going on in that beautiful mind of hers. I’m sure it’s beautiful, whatever it is.
Emmy slowly turns around, being careful not to slip, so that the water could rinse off the front side of her body. She still hasn’t even put shampoo in her hair yet, so I’m sure she’s having a nice time alone. Her eyes land on me and suddenly her arms are covering her chest, a smile on her beautiful face.
I lean off the wall and make my way over to her. The closer I got the more red her cheeks became, she was so precious and adorable – I love it entirely too much.
“Harry!’’ She squeals as I grab the door handle and slide the door open.
“Sorry baby, do you want me to leave?’’ I ask, I didn’t mind letting her be alone for a while – as long as that’s what she desired. I turn away from her, ready to walk out and let her be.
“No.. stay, babe.’’ She says as she grabs my wrist, holding it tight – I turn back to face her and smile when I see that she’s moved her arm.
“Want me to join you?’’ I ask with a smirk, she gives me a nod within the next second.
I don’t take too long to remove myself of my boxers, kicking them out of my way before stepping into the shower, Emmy’s hand grabbing mine as I shut the door. The water hits me, giving me a few chills at first but soon my skin got comfortable with the cold feeling, Emmy likes it cold sometimes.
“I came to check on you.’’ I admit to her, I guess I stayed in a little longer than I thought I would – but it was completely worth it.
“You’re too sweet to me, Harry.’’ She sighs with a smile as she steps closer to me, looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.
“Just treating you right, Princess.’’ I whisper back to her as I place a kiss on her forehead.
Emmy puts her small hands on my hips, pushing her body against mine as she stares up at me, eyes so sparkly, that cute little smile of hers. I love it all.
“I feel like I need to treat you.’’ I say in a soft tone as I place my hand on her soft cheek, which got red as soon as it felt my touch.
“You always treat me, Harry.’’ She retorts with a sigh, shaking her head lightly from side to side.
“But I want to do something else, something I don’t normally do a lot.’’ I add in, hoping she’ll let me do it and stop acting like she doesn’t deserve something every now and then.
“And what would that be?’’ She asks with a smile, so cute and innocent.
“Just turn around and you’ll see.’’ I say as I grab her waist and spin her around slowly so she won’t slip on the slick floor.
She gives me a giggle as I pull her back to me, resting my chin on her shoulder as I lean down to her, “My queen needs to be relaxed.. and I want to be the one to relax you.’’ I mumble the words to her before placing a kiss behind her ear, her damp hair sticking to my skin as I lean back.
I hear her sigh, but it wasn’t a bad one, it was one of those ‘’finally’’ sighs that felt good, and meant good, too. First I make sure her hair is completely soaked, so I bring her under the water and let it re-wet it. Next, I grab the bottle of shampoo from the shelf on the wall and click the cap open. I fill the palm of my hand with the amount I know she uses normally.
“Harry, you don’t have to do this.’’ She says, I could hear the smile in her tone – she thought that, but she really is glad I am doing this for her, I can just tell.
“Shh, don’t speak baby girl, just relax.’’ I shush her with a slight grin on my face, I was happy to do this for her – it will make her feel better, inside and out. All I want is for my beautiful girl to be happy. Completely happy.
Finally, I put my hands in her hair and start to spread the shampoo around evenly, making sure I get all the sections of her hair. I massage my fingertips in her scalp, I know she loves that – she enjoys that when we’re just lying on the bed. It relieves her of her headaches.
The sound of Emmy releasing a pleased sigh makes me smile, I’m glad I’m the one that she has, and I’m glad I have her. Emmy is the most amazing person in the world. Sometimes we fight and I get mad very easily at her, but at the end of the day I know I’ll always love her. She might be weird, but I like that a lot. She might be crazy, but she’s my kind of crazy.

I couldn’t help but keep the smile plastered on my face as Harry ran his hands through my hair, his fingers rubbing the right places, his soft humming as he done it – it all made me feel rather special, lucky to have him in my life. I can hardly remember the last time he done this, and that was before I was pregnant with the baby.
But yet again, I didn’t really like for him to do that. Not because I didn’t appreciate it, it’s just that back then I wanted my shower to be my personal time for the most part. But now, I love it when he steps in with me or watches me from the doorway – sometimes I’m just so depressed and stressed out, and just when he’s in hear under the water holding me.. it makes me feel better for some reason.
Maybe it’s just Harry’s presence that I love – most likely it is that. Plus knowing that someone loves my body incredibly more than I do just boosts my confidence some.

It didn’t take long for Harry to rinse the soap out of my hair. He then added the conditioner and hurried that process up more than the first. The water was cold against my skin, but it felt nice to be refreshed for once. Harry made sure that all the soap was gone from my hair and off my body before he began to handle his own hair.
I just watched from the corner of the shower, he amazes me – he honestly does. The way his chest moves when he breathes. The way his eyes open every now and then to look at me, giving me a smile. With every move he made, his muscles flexed underneath his skin, his slight grunts and sighs – all of it just made me feel like I had the whole world in my hands, because I do.

I really do.


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