Half A Heart

~ Capri's POV ~

I laughed through my happy tears and he smiled. My heart swelled in my chest and I found it hard to catch my breath.

"Yes. Yes Harry, I will marry you." He shot up from the ground and the ring was slipped on my finger. He pulled me close to him and caught my mouth with his. My love for this man grew even more, and I felt our salty tears mix with one another's at our cheeks. I didn't even care this is the second time we've been engaged because with Harry, everything feels like the first time.

We settled into our seats in the car.
Waiting.
Wanting.

The short ride to the hotel felt too long. Harry payed the cab fare and climbed from the backseat, never once losing the hold he had on me. Slowly, he lead us inside the building and the three long flights of stairs. He locked the hotel door after our enter and I waited as he set the key on the counter.

From behind, Harry grabbed for me. Needy hands slid over my hips to my front. He anchors both of them across my expanding stomach in the same second he buried his face in my neck. I leaned back into him, unable to stop the small giggle that flitted from my mouth. He turned me around and the same giggle emitted from my mouth when he crashed me to his chest, he smiled widely at my reaction. I ran my hands up his chest and to the broad of his shoulder, pushing his sports jacket off. It landed on the ground and he played with the ends of my ponytail as I unbuttoned his white dress shirt. That joined his jacket in the ground and he dipped down to kiss me, just the simplistic brush if his lips, but still something that spoke of his passion.

"God, I love you." He slipped his hand up and spread his long fingers over my chest, his fingertips ghosting along my collarbones, I could feel my heartbeat thrum steadily under them. "You're heart...are you nervous?" He asks, and I shake my head no.

"It's just...this time it's different." I spoke and he smiled.

"I know." He agreed and he kissed me again, this time it was a kiss of reassurance. That's exactly what I needed. I turned and he unzipped my dress, it pooled at my feet and I stepped out of it, turning back around to face him. He stepped back and took me in. His gaze slid softly from my face, his eyes flicking to the exposed skin. He took my hand. "Come here." The bed was the only thing I could make out in the backdrop of the night. He pulled me behind him as he went to the nightstand and flicked on the lamp. It cast the hotel room in a faint glow, illuminated his beautiful face with the subdued light.

I reached out to trace his face, the sharp angles, the bold lines. My fingertips smoothed against his strong brow, played along his soft lips. "You're so beautiful," I whispered. Harry laughed quietly, as if what I'd spoken was absurd. "Look at you, Capri." His fingers tickled along my collarbone. "You are perfect." His mouth caressed along mine as one of his hands twisted in my pony tail. "Glorious." He added against my lips and I wrapped my arms around his naked middle. He unbuttoned his jeans, but brought his hands back up to cup both my cheeks. My shaky fingers looped and pulled down his jeans slightly, he kicked them off, and he fell backwards onto the bed. A laugh was shared between us and I laid in top of him, both of us still remained in our underwear.

Harry tugged my pony tail and pulled the ribbon free, allowing blonde hair to fall forward over my shoulders and tickle Harry's face. His gaze drifting down over the black lace of my bra. With a single finger, he traced over the lace ridges of the cup. His face was painfully close when he reached around with both hands to unclasp it's hold. It fell away, and goosebumps flashed across my flesh. He flipped us over, my back to the mattress while Harry stood from the bed to look at me. Harry swallowed hard, and I looked anywhere but him.

"Fuck." He breathed, "You are beautiful, Capri." I squirmed under his stare and he came back on the bed to hover over me. One hand slipped to the back of my neck and the other grasped my side, his mouth urgent on mine as our bare chests met.

"Harry." I begged through a whimper.

"I know, baby, I know," he mumbled between kisses, nudging his nose to mine. He gently spread my knees apart with both hands. He dipped his head, dropped a kiss to my inner thigh and crawled the rest of the way up my body to settle between my legs. I gripped his shoulders, and Harry brushed his fingers along my cheek, smiled down at me before he kissed me long and slow. He rained those kisses along my jaw, pressed them to my chest, captured my breast in his mouth. I was adrift, my fingers in his hair as Harry's skimmed up and down my sides. My body vibrated, resonating with emotion.

He rocked back up on his hands his eyes chaotic as he stared at me, he didn't look away as he wrapped his hands around my waist, his fingers sliding down to gather the edges of my panties. He wound his fingers through, palmed my backside. A suppressed moan broke from his mouth. "You have the sweetest ass, Capri." He squeezed once before he shimmied my panties down, for one second shifting to my side to pull them off. Kneeling between my legs, Harry stared at me as he grazed the back of his hand up my inner thigh. Harry watched over me as I looked up at him.

~ Harry's POV ~

Lust curled through me as she sat up and delicately ran her thumb around the prominent bulge. My stomach quivered and jerked. "Capri," rumbled from my mouth, "that feels so good." Her touch became firmer, purposed as she palmed me through the fabric in a taunt. I groaned, consumed-floored-loving this girl more than I ever thought possible. Sexy and sweet. Innocent and unbelievably bold. She was everything. Everything.

She pushed my boxers down, as I forced her back onto the bed. She lay there panting, completely exposed. So beautiful. My groan echoed off the wall when I sank deep into her warmth. A thrill rocketed straight up my spine, spun my head with a delirious joy. I fisted my hands in her hair, my hips rigid as I rocked into her. Capri clenched around me, her body fitting me like she was made for me.
Because she was.

"Oh, fuck, Capri." I pulled back and slammed right into her. She gasped, lifting her chin with her mouth open wide.

"H-Harry, not too hard." She panted, her nails digging into my back. Guilt washed me, she's pregnant. I softened my blows, to a pace that was acceptable to where it was okay for Capri, but still extremely relieving for the two of us.

"Nothing could feel better than this," raked from my throat. "Nothing in the world." Pleasure fisted me, pulled at the knots that already twisted my stomach in the tightest ball. I kissed her hard, as I drove my body into hers, determined to pleasure her deeper than ever before.

Capri's hands were everywhere, impatient, greedy as they sought me out, sinking into my shoulders, digging into my ass. She lifted herself to me in a desperate play to bring me closer, offering up every inch of that glorious body. I took her whole, fierce, hard, frantic. She was fire and warmth and light. My joy. My life.

My fingers dug into her hips, and I rose up onto my knees. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I lifted her as I buried myself in her again and again. Capri was panting, these short, rasping sounds forced from her mouth. Her body rocked with each firm thrust. Her breasts swelled, her hair spread out all around her as she gripped the sheets. "Beautiful. I wish you could see what you look like right now. What I see when I look at you." I wheezed.

Her gaze met mine, full of meaning that spoke of our hearts, of our pasts, of our futures. "I already see it in your eyes."

Forever.
Her legs began to shake.
I drove into her.

I could feel it when she came, I could feel her pleasure as she clenched around my cock. That pleasure rose in waves, lifting her back from the bed as she cried out my name. I sunk into her, devouring her, taking what had always been mine.

Forever.

Hooking her legs over my arms, I gripped her by the back of the waist, would do anything to get her closer. Leaning back, I lifted my face toward the ceiling and I let myself go. Ecstasy hit me. Intensely. Wholly. I throbbed as I poured into her, this bliss that spread out to saturate every cell of my body.

Forever.

Capri was my forever. I twitched and jerked. Inhaling raggedly, I sucked air into my empty lungs. I attempted to loosen my fingers anchored in her flesh. Capri gasped for breath of her own. I slumped down on top of her, feeling an absurd grin spread across my face as I did. But I couldn't stop it. I was happy. So happy, it contented every bone within me, erased every dark night I'd ever spent without her.
I kissed her on the mouth and leaned up on my elbow to brush back the sweat-dampened hair matted to her forehead. She smiled, her eyes all alight with the love that would never let us go. My pulse stuttered.
Capri would never stop stealing my breath. Because she possessed my soul. Her eyes blinked up at me, and a soft, sleepy smile spread across her full lips. "I'm sorry." It came as and unstoppable mumble from the depths of my heart. I pulled back, one hand gripped her hip as I searched her face. Softly her lips parted, her presence invading my space, stealing my senses.

"What do you mean?" She asked. Her expression worked to grasp my meaning, a hunch clearly taking a hold in the line that dented her brow.

"I was too rough, careless. You shouldn't have to tell me to be gentler. I should just know." A frown took up her face and she kissed my forehead in reassurance.

"Harry, don't stress over nothing. I told you because I'm superstitious...I'm afraid history will repeat itself. But it won't. I know that." I sighed, burying my face in her stomach where our child grew. I blew a raspberry on the skin and she giggled furiously, pushing my shoulders off her to stop the tickle. She laughed out. Relief and joy escaped me in a throaty groan. It was all I wanted, for her to laugh, smile, be happy. Rolling on my back, I grabbed for her and tugged her flat onto my chest. Everything thrummed between us, the spastic beat of our hearts, our love, the trust that had seeped it's way in and bonded us once again.

I gentled my fingers through the length of her hair. We laid like that for what seemed like hours, both of us silent as we stared out the window at the blanket of spring that held in the city lights.

Capri's fingers played at my collarbone, and she ran lazy circles over my skin as her heart began to slow and find rest with mine. "I'm so happy, Harry." Her voice bled into the dimness of the room like a declaration, a profession made. Her confession took root somewhere deep inside me and swelled within my chest. I cupped her face and tilted it up so I could look at her, my tone tightened in emphasis.
"You make me happy. You always have, there's something about you, Capri, just being in a room with you brings me joy."

She trembled an impassioned smile and ran her fingertips along my bottom lip. "I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend." That smile strengthened with emotion. "There's nothing more perfect than that." I hummed in contentment, the sound filling the empty room.

Capri's phone rang throughout the hotel suite, we simultaneously groaned. "One second." She tumbled off of me, leaving me cold under the thick sheets. I watched her naked body walk across the hotel and take her phone out of her purse. She pressed it to her ear, indicating she answered it, and walked back over to lay next to me.

"What time is it there?" She asked the person on the other line. I looked at her, studied her face for any annoyance but there was none. "Put her on the phone." She instructed and Capri put her cell on speaker.
"Mommy?!" Darcy squealed into the phone, breaking the silence of the room and coating it in a new found joy.

"Hi baby. How was your day with Auntie Jade?" Capri asked our daughter.

"Good. We went to the park with Bethy and I got ice cream. There was this doggy, Mommy. Do you like doggies? I love them." I laughed lightly and Capri smiled at the screen

"I like doggies. What did the dog look like?" Darcy went into full detail on what the dog looked like and the name if the puppy. She told us the owner got to let her pet it, and it was apparently very soft. "That's so cool, baby! Hey, guess who I have got right here next to me?"

Darcy paused, as if she was thinking intently on who it was, "Is it Daddy?" Darcy's voice dropped to a whisper, afraid that I could hear her.

"Yes, it's Daddy." I responded and Darcy let out another squeal.

"Daddy! I've missed you a lot! Some days ago, Mommy was crying because she missed you and I had to make her feel better." Darcy explained proudly and I looked at Capri who was biting her lips closed and looking at the wall.

"Good job, sweetheart. Now, whenever Mommy's sad you have to make her feel better. Tell her to call Daddy whenever she's sad okay?" Darcy agreed and I ran my fingers through Capri's hair.

"Daddy, are you and Mommy....smooching?" My daughter said it as if it were a bad thing, me and Capri started to laugh at the question.

"Sweetie, mommies and daddies are allowed to smooch." I explained and she let out a sigh on the other line.

"Okay...." Capri looked at the time and I widened my eyes when I realized it's 1 in the morning. Time just flew by I guess.

"Baby, mommy and daddy are tired...and you should go to sleep." Capri convinced, her voice soft.

"Okay, Mommy." Darcy replied sadly, and Capri frowned.

"I love you, and I'll see you soon." I assured.

"Mommy loves you too, baby. Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." Capri smiled softly at our child and I kissed the top of her head.

"I love you too, and Auntie Jade wants to talk to you." We waited as Jade shuffled around and I assumed she had Beth in her hands.

"Sorry, I had to change a diaper." She laughed lightly and we heard the thump of her walking down the stairs.

"Jade, is handling Darcy too much? I'm sorry if she is." Capri was quick to apologize just like I knew she would.

"Don't be silly, Capri. You deserve time with your man, and I love being with Darcy." Capri sighed in relief, and I laughed.

"Thanks Jade, this means tons." I tell her and she almost laughs.

"I'm sure it does, well I let you two get back to the bedroom. Love you cheeky monkeys." She couldn't let us respond before she hung up the phone, letting the room fall silent.

Capri rolled over and set her phone on the nightstand. It was silent, too silent. I sat up, my back pressed to the headboard as I twisted the heels of my palms into my eyes to clear my vision, wake me up.
She took hold of my wrists and straddled my naked body with hers, pushing our bare chests together. One side of my mouth lifted in a soft curl of affection. Her blonde hair pulled to one shoulder, draping over her in golden waves. Oddly, she looked so much like the eighteen-year-old girl I'd first met rather than the twentyone-year-old woman she was.

God, she was a vision, perfection in my eyes. Her expression loosened the ball of anxiety knotting me tight. She looked up at me in adoration, with hope and love and the same smile that wore on my face.
I drew in a calming breath.

How could any one woman affect me this way? How could her touch both burn me and soothe me in the same simple stroke? I gently wound her in my arms, and she laid her head on my chest. Little tremors rolled the length of her body. "You're shaking." I murmured, running my fingers through her hair, hoping to calm her.

She edged back a fraction. Between us, she placed both hands flat across her naked belly. She looked up at me from beneath her lashes, her eyes all alight and alive.

"I'm not shaking." Her voice dropped low, and she whispered her awe. "It's butterflies." A sharp exhale escaped through my nose. There was no fear hiding below the surface of her words, no remnants of distrust spinning through her spirit. I truly believe that our dark days have been forgotten, diminished by the tight bond we have created in each other. Nothing here threatened to take us back to that time...this is the way it should've been, curled up in each other, lost in complete adoration. Not laying across town with another woman while she was pregnant with my children that we lost months ago. No, this is real. More real that it has ever been. The most happy I have ever been.

"You're mine. You always have been, and you always will be." I pushed her hair behind her ear, she smiled. It hurt. It hurt to know how much this one girl meant to me. So much.

"I have been yours since the day we met." I placed a soft kiss to her mouth the sweetness of her lips sending me into the familiar frenzy. My head is spinning, buzzing.

"Guys!" Zayn burst through the door that connected our hotel room and Capri attempted to roll off me, but I grabbed her hips and pulled the blanket up higher on her back, to cover her exposed skin. I glared at Zayn.

"Uhh...leave!" I yelled and he rolls his eyes. The rest of the boys come in after him and Capri drops her head into my chest.

"Sorry! We just got back from the bar and we wanted to see if you're question was successfully answered!" Zayn said and I face palmed.

"We're naked!" Capri says and I laugh.

"No, really?" Niall laughed and I flipped him off. "What did she say?!" Niall asked and Capri groaned.

"Yes! I said yes! Can you leave now?!" She turned her head to look at the five boys and they smiled.

"Congrats! I had my doubts but-" I cut him off.

"So we're naked in the middle of the night, and you're standing there telling us that you had doubts about the engagement, thanks. Now leave!" They all laughed and left but Louis turned and looked at us.

"Be safe kids." He winked and walked away, shutting the door behind him. She looked to me, this disapproving gaze and I laughed.

"They're like little kids who walk on in your room on Christmas morning and don't know enough to take a hint and leave." She said and I kissed her once again, this time it was playful.

"I love you." I smiled against her lips and she wrapped her arms around my middle.

"I love you..." Her eyes glazed over with something familiar before she blinked and shook it off.

"Oh, I see...you wanna go again?" She flushed, her head buried into my neck and I laughed, something that rumbled my chest.

"Yes." She mumbled and I flipped us over under the covers, so my back was to the ceiling and her was sunk in the mattress.

The night seemed to last forever, making love until the sun rose over the Eiffel Tower, indicating morning had set in. This is what it is for us. Love, laughs, adoration. That's all I needed.

Notes

AWE!....hehe,,,they had sex^^

IM SO CHILDISH


anywho, my book: For Mirablee deleted.....NO! Just like my other book the bestie glitched and the book dissapeared so, no more For Mirabelle:(

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