-Harry's POV-

"This is how it's suppose to be, with you in my arms," I whispered softly in her ear. She squeezed even harder, and rested her head into the crook of my neck.

"I will always love you, Harry," she said quietly.

I pull away with a shock on my face. She still loves me. Like I've never stopped loving her. I can't go a day without thinking of her. She has infested my mind. Anything and everything reminds me of her. My bed, my room, or my house in general all has a memory of her. Even to the small bookshelf that crashed to the floor, all memories of her come to my head.

"Rose, I will never stop." I stared into her ice blue eyes, and she smiles.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to see if she felt the same way at the moment, and at this time being. I cupped her face with my hand, and pulled her sweet lips towards mine. I brushed our lips, and I could feel her nervous breath pulsing on my face. She then went and kissed me. She kissed me with all the might she had saved up. She wrapped her petite arms around my neck, and played with the small curls on the nape of my neck. Our lips moved to a perfect sync, not one beat out of time. Her lips were so sweet and soft, just how I remembered them. The taste of her strawberry lip gloss was intoxicating, and it felt so right. She then pulled away, and I just looked into her sweet eyes.

"Why don't you come by tonight after I get off work. Ezra isn't going to be back until tomorrow night," she said biting her lip slightly.

"Yeah, sure why not," I smiled a quirky half smile.

"Well, I have to go back to work. Text me, ok?" She smiled. That smile I loved, and couldn't get enough.

"Well, I might need your number to text you," I said and she blushed.

"I thought you would still have my number after all these years," she chuckled.

"Well, I got a new phone after everything. I didn't need the constant reminder of everything that went wrong."

She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and it made my heart hurt. I know I hurt her pretty bad, and I hate seeing her with such heartache. She gave me her hand to give her my phone, and she did this without uttering a word. She handed me back the phone, and slightly smiled.

"I will never forgive you for what you did, but it will never change how I feel about you."

She then got up, and walked back into the office.

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I stand nervously on her front porch, and ring the doorbell. I ring my hands nervously waiting for her to answer. I hear the door click, and she opened the door. Gosh, she gets more beautiful by the second. Her long dark hair flows naturally over her shoulder, and he blue eyes just glisten .

"Hey Rose," I said with a sweet smile.

She face lit up, and was so radiant, "Hey Haz, come in. Violet fell asleep before you got here."

She took my hand, and led me through the small flat. Electric shocks shot up my arm in our constant contact that I didn't want to let go. She let me to a small room with a white door. She quietly opened it, and there she was. My own flesh and blood fast asleep in her small toddler bed. She looked so peaceful and angelic as she slept. I smile crept on my face as I just stared. She was just as beautiful as her mother.

"Rose, she's so beautiful," I look at Rose, and her eyes start to water.

"Well she looks like a carbon copy of you. She has your beautiful green eyes to your curl brown hair. Even the cute little dimples, just like you." she smiles and a small tear falls down her cheek.

I wiped the tear away with my thumb pad, and she looks into my eyes. Her eyes were crystal blue flooding with tears. I kissed her forehead, and she wrapped her arms around me. She nuzzled her head into my shoulder, and just stood there holding onto me with all her might.

"Let's go sit and talk. We have a lot of catching up to do," she says softly into my shoulder.

She then let's go, but takes my hand to lead to the living room. She notions me to sit, and we both sit on her brown couch. She looks at me, and then sparks go off in her head. Her eyes light up, and she quickly gets up.

"I have to show you something, I'll be right back," she said all excited and dashes to her room. She comes back out with a picture frame in her hand. She sits down covering the picture, and then slowly turns it around.

It was a baby picture and little footprints by it. The baby was so tiny and pale unusual to her mother's olive complexion, and has tubes hooked up everywhere. She smiles, and points to the picture.

"This is Violet, she was 4 pounds 6 ounces. She was very premature, and has a heart condition. She now functions with a pace maker. Then when she was about one and a half, she was diagnosed with Aspergers Syndrome. We noticed when she would distance herself from the other children at Erin's, and that she wouldn't make eye contact with anyone. So we had her tested, but even with the heart condition and a mental issue, she has a heart of gold."

My heart just dropped into my stomach. This poor little girl is going to struggle for the rest of her life. My eyes start to sting, and a tear runs down my face.

"Harry, it's ok. She is ok, and she is just as normal as any other three year old girl. And I don't treat her any different," she said as she grabbed my hands.

"I just feel like I've neglected her, and that I've done nothing to help. I would have been there for you every step of the way," I said my voice breaking a bit.

She looks at me, and her eyes start to tear up, "I'm sorry, I truly am. I feel so bad for keep her from you after these years. I just thought it might have been better for her, but now I know that its not. She needs her real father, and so do I.... I need you in my life again."

I cup her face with my hand, and pull her closer. She brushes her nose across mine, and slightly touches my lips. I hungrily bite the bottom of her lip, and she moans quietly. She pulls my lips onto her, and kisses me with all her might. Her lips were so soft, and sweet that they were so intoxicating. She removes herself from my lips and trails kisses along my jawline. She gets to the spot between my ear and the nape of neck, and slightly bites at my neck. It was complete euphoria, and she is the only one who can give me this feeling. This feeling of absolute excitement and joy, and its a feeling that I never want to lose.

I pull away, and look into her beautiful blue eyes, "Rose, whatever you need, I am right here. I will alway be here. Even when I'm on tour 100's of miles away, I'll be there. So don't think I am going anywhere." I whispered.

She smiled, and grabbed my hand, "Well I know that now." Her crystal blue eyes lock in with mine, and I couldn't look away. We stay like this for a good ten minutes without uttering a word. Just locked in for life.

"Harry? Why didn't you ever come find me?" She asked sheepishly, and her eyes fade to a dark color.

I didn't know how to react. She doesn't know how much I searched and searched to find her, and tell her how I still loved her. That she was always the only one, and never could be replaced. She didn't know how much it truly hurt to see her leave. How much heartache I went through after she left. How much sleep I lost, because I couldn't sleep in my own bed without thinking of her. She just had no idea.

"Because I was afraid you would have turned me down, and I didn't want to feel any worse than I already had. It hurt so bad not being able to see you every day. That you weren't laying in my bed every night. That we couldn't just stay on the couch all day, and watch endless of movies. That all our memories were made in that house, and I had no one to share them with." I just poured my heart and feelings out on the table, and hoping she would forgive me.

She cupped my face, and smiled, "Do you know all I wanted was to know that I was yours and only yours. If you would have came bursting through my doors, I would have known that I was yours. It would have meant that I was the only one. One day I would have gotten over the fact that you cheated on me, and yes it might have taken some time. But, I couldn't go a day without loving you."

I smiled, and softly grabbed the back of her neck to bring her lips to mine. Her lips tasted so sweet with a hint of vanilla. I pull away, and press our foreheads together.

"Harry, do you wanna stay tonight?" She said softly.

"I would love too."