Pursuit of Happiness

you are the boy who wanders into hearts without knocking or wiping your feet. i am the girl who says goodbye but never really lets go. we are the aimless. the hopeless. the broken. the lost. (Description On First Page)


14. 14

"it was rather

beautiful: the way he

put all her insecurities to


the way he dove into

her eyes and starved

all the fears

and tasted all the

dreams she kept

coiled beneath her


( christopher poindexter )

All we did today was lay on the couch. Watching movies, occasionally whispering sweet things in each other's ear.

Something happened between us, but I couldn't tell you what, because honestly, I don't know.

It was like instead of being two different people, we were one single person.

The way we fit together on the couch, the way our laughs harmonize together like magic, the way we both make each other happy.

The way I don't have to wear any makeup, brush my hair, or put on designer clothes but yet Harry still makes me feel beautiful.

It's as if we were created, only to be found by one another.

We were meant to be here together, not meant to face this life without each other.

Harry and I, me and Harry, we are meant to be together.


"What do you want to do tonight?" Harry asked, shifting his body so he can look at my face.

"What do you mean?"

"Like do you want to go out?"

Glancing over at the clock, "Harry, it's 9 o' clock!"

"Ehh. That's okay." He tells me as he gets off the couch. "Go get ready. I'll wait for you down here."

Sighing I stand up and drag my feet towards my room, only to get a spank

from Harry as he says 'hurry up.'

Squealing I quickly climb the stairs to my room.

"Wear something warm!" he shouts towards me.

I grab an outfit from my closet and head towards my bathroom.

I get ready in record time. Putting on my beanie, I head down the stairs, my shoes in my hand.

"Yeah we'll be there in about an hour." Harry says into his phone.

I sit on the couch while he finishes his phone call.

He hangs up his phone and turns around. Walking over to me he laughs at my attempt to shove my foot into my boot.

"Do you need some help?"

Laughing I say, "Yes please."

Getting down on his knees he takes my boots out of my hands. Sliding my foot inside I grab the top and pull, while he pushes on the bottom.

It takes a couple of tries before we can get it on. Laughing he ties my laces, before we repeat with the second boot.

Taking my hands Harry pulls me up off of the couch.

We walk to his car, hand in hand.

Laughing at one of his knock knock jokes I tell him,

"Here, I got a good joke. I made it up. Why did the lion ask the giraffe, 'why the long face?'"

Thinking for a minute he says,

"I don't know, why?"

Laughing at myself, I answer, "He thought his face was his neck."

I barely finish before we both burst out laughing.

We laugh and tell each other jokes for the rest of the drive.

Harry pulls up to a pizzeria, and we both get out and walk to the door.

The hostess greets us, Harry a little to friendly, and shows us to a table in the back.

We order our food, and continue to laugh and talk.

The hostess comes back to give us our bill with her number written across it.

Harry raises an eyebrow at her, only to have her wink at him.

He gives her the cash and the receipt back.

Trying my best not to laugh at the look on her face he takes my hand and we walk out of the restaurant.

Getting into the car he pulls out of the parking lot and starts driving away, opposite of my apartment.

"Where are you going..?" I question him.

"The second part of our date." He said with a 'duh' tone.

"It's 10 o' clock!"

Smiling over at me mysteriously he turns on the radio.

We drive for about 25 minutes before pulling up to an ice skating rink.

Opening the door for me, he takes my hand and we walk towards the skate rental.

We get our skates and head off to the ice.

The lights around the rink sparkle against the black sky.

We continue skating, when Harry says,

"Wanna race?"

He smiles at me then takes off. I try and catch up, only to fall in the process.

Laughing at myself I tried to get up. I look over at Harry, and he sprawled across the ice too. He looks over at me and we both start laughing.

He stands, and skates towards me to help me up. The rest of the night goes on like this.

We left the ice rink and went towards his car. Getting in the passenger seat I look over at Harry.

He gives me a mischievous look and motions to me to get out.

I get out of the car and ask him,

"What are you doing?"

He smiles as he sits on the hood of his car.

"C'mere, love."

Walking towards him I lay down beside him.

Staring at the stars we sat holding each other for what seemed like an eternity.

My head resting on his chest, I could feel his heart beat. I could hear every breath he took. It was soothing, and I was at peace.

After a while Harry started to get up, me following. I start to get into the car, when he grabbed me by the waist and turned me around.

Our faces touching, he whispered under his breath.

"Be mine. Burgon be my girlfriend."


A special thanks to kaystyles4, she helped me write the end of this chapter.

I love you,

To the ☾and back bb.

-Cat Zappe

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