I woke up the next morning and found myself on the ground of the bathroom. I must had been falling asleep after I got out of the shower. I remembered that I was so exhausted and tired after the whole crying.

I stood up and looked in the mirror. My face had the same pattern like the bathroom tiles and my muscles felt wound after the stupid position I had been in for the whole night.

After I brushed my teeth, I got dressed and grabbed my school bag. I wanted to get going as soon as I could, so I rushed down the stairs to avoid my Mum and stepfather, but as I walked by the door I heard my favourite voice on the whole planet.

“I love your daughter and I just wanted you to know. I`ll try anything to make her happy and if that includes her wish to sleep in the same bed like me, I will not stop her from doing it. As long as I see her smile and blessed I`m okay with it. She decided that she`s okay with having sex with me, so I hadn`t stopped her. And Miss Meyer I think you did a really good job and raised a beautiful, mature, right-chances taking and strong-willed daughter.”

I felt tears in my eyes. He was protecting me in front of my parents. Of my parents. I entered the kitchen and saw some coffees from the time-out, standing on our table.

My Mum, stepfather and Harry turned to me. I shook my head, still in disbelief that he really had said all those things some seconds ago. He smiled at me and I wondered how he could be so perfect and I took his hand into mine, while I was hiding a little bit behind his shoulder.

“We really appreciate the courage you just showed Harry”, my Mum said.

“But the next time, we`d like to know where our daughter is planning on staying the night.” Harry nodded.

“I understand you since I would be worried as well, if I wouldn`t know where she`s sleeping.”

“You`re still grounded until the weekend”, my Mum adressed to me.

“But you let me stay with him?”, I asked quietly, feeling my heart race faster only at the thought of it.

“Only on the weekends”, she sighed. I stepped towards her and hugged her.

“Thank you.” She smiled at me and then I hugged my stepfather as well.

“You should thank your boyfriend in equipment”, he whispered.

“I will”, I murmured back. I grabbed a coffee and we said goodbye before we left my house.

As soon as the door was shut I crushed my lips into Harrys`. I kissed him hungry and thankful. He pulled me closer and moaned a little bit. I opened my eyes and glanced at him.

“It hurts to love you so much”, I grinned.

“Kind of always have that effect on girls”, he replied cheeky.

“I`m fine with that”, I said and got to my toes again to kiss him again. He pulled back.

“What`s wrong?”, I asked confused.

“I mean it, Clary. I`ll do anything to make you happy.” God, Harry stop being so cute, I thought for myself.

“I promise you one thing as well: I`ll do the same for you”, I breathed against his cheeks. Harry groaned and again I found myself in a kiss.

Was that love? To be willed to do everything do make this other special person happy?

If so, I never wanted to be out of love again.

(A FEW WEEKS LATER)

“I hate this forced feeling to be happy”, I grumbled as we squeezed our way through the crowd of stressed out people.

Christmas were only three days away and according to the number of people we weren`t the only ones, which still needed presents for the sanctified knight.

“Clary, stop being always so pessimistic! Christmas shopping is exciting!”, Simon quoted me and Taylor and me had to laugh hysterically.

“C`mon, Simon you even find washing the laundry exciting!”, Taylor said and I had to laugh even more.

“Stop making fun of me! Wouldn`t you find it exciting, if it would finally start to snow?”, he asked. The weather was freezing cold and I had already blushed cheeks and a running noise, but snow was nowhere to be seen.

“I hate snow”, I mumbled and Simon gave me a blaming look.

“What? It`s cold and wet and we are too old to build a snowman!”, I tried to defend myself.

“Well, when Taylor gets the baby, we`ll have to do it again”, Simon uttered. Taylor and Connor had decided to get the baby and keep it, even though Connors` parents had still no clue about the two.

“You can do that snow part, Simon and I`ll take the playground part in summer”, I cleared things out. Our little discussion were interrupted by Taylor.

“Oh my god, look! Gingerbread hearts!”, she squeezed. She smuggled us through the crowd of people to buy one for Connor. Connor and her decided two weeks ago to finally get official.

“That gets me back to the question, what the bloody hell I should get Harry for Christmas”, I sighed.

“What about some sex toy?”, Simon figured.

“SIMON!”, I yelled at him shocked.

“What? Don`t blame me for my dirty thoughts, when you decide to date such a hottie! And besides you both have something from it”, he raised his shoulders.

“We all know where new lingerie brought us”, I said and pointed to Taylor. She took it with humour.

“Clary`s right”, she agreed and stared down at her stomach. The baby belly looked like she had to much desert for one week, but that was actually all.

“So as long as I`m not planning on getting pregnant, which I`m definitely not!, a sex store is not on the shortlist selection”, I breathed out.

We entered a mall to get some more ideas and I actually found some things for my family members, but Harry? It looked like he would get nothing this year. Probably I really had to go with dirty Christmas sex. Sigh.

Taylor got on our nerves after some time since she stated to starve without any food since she had to eat for two now.

“Just for the baby!”, I gave in and we were looking for a good place to grab some lunch. Just before we sat down I saw it. My final solution. The perfect idea for his present.

Notes

Hi. New chapter.

What do you think Clary will get for Harry? Any ideas?
Some great ideas for the plot?

Let me know in a comment! :)


Look at Harrys` face. :D