Okay, Kelly. Deep breaths, you can do this.

Shit, no I can’t.

Just go!

What if he doesn’t want to talk to me?

Kelly, seriously. Everything is going to be fine. You can’t live like this for the rest of your life.

Why not? I mean, I’m okay right now.

You’re having an internal conversation with yourself.

UGH! Shoot, I am. I’m just nervous. I mean, his lights on. Alright, I’m just gonna go.

I step through my window, still in clothes from earlier. My hair is down, but I have my ponytail on my wrist and my glasses are on. Maybe I should have attempted to clean up a bit but I’m nervous and it’s almost bed time anyways,

Taking a deep breath, I know three times on the window and as soon as I do I want to throw up. What if he doesn’t let me in? I mean I wouldn’t blame him, but I-

The window slides open and my eyes meet Harry’s beautiful green ones. I try to say Hi, but nothing comes out of my mouth, not even air until I force myself to breathe.

He looks at me watching him and then moves away from the window to let me in. Taking a huge breath, I step inside his room. Wow, I haven’t been in here in so long. I mean everything looks the same, it’s just… different.

After glancing around the room, I look at Harry who is standing awkwardly on the side of me with his arms crossed over his chest. As I try to look at him again, I notice his face. There are cuts and dry blood on his forehead and cheek. A discoloration occurs on his right cheek and I gasp at the sight.

“Harry, what-what happened to your face?” I ask, then he looks at me in confusion for a moment though before his eyes go wide and he sighs heading toward the bathroom. Not before grabbing my hand to pull me with him, causing my whole body to feel like it’s the middle of July.

When he pulls me in, he opens up the drawers in there, rummaging through. I put my hand on his shoulder and stop in front of him and look under the sink to grab out his little first aid kit his mom put in all of the bathrooms.

“Sit on the counter.” I tell him, as I reach under the sink again for a couple of wash clothes.

I run them under cold water and turn to Harry. The counter is a little on the taller side, so he’s still taller than I am. I walk in front of him and raise my hand to his forehead. I use my other hand to put behind his head to place it properly so I can reach. I start to wipe away the dry blood in the various places. I’m completely aware of his eyes on me as I focus on his wounds.

When I’m down with the water, I move back to the sink to pour some alcohol onto another rag. Harry moves, scooting back and showing his hands on the ledge of the sink. Then I notice all the scratches on his right hand as well.

Before I know I’m doing I grab his right hand in mine. “Sorry, I’m just gonna put it under the water.” I tell him, and he nods moving his hand with mine. I turn the cold water on and run it under, watching the water go from clear to red and then back to clear before turning off the water. I dry it with the hand towel and leave it in the sink.

“This might sting a little bit.” I whisper, it’s too quiet already. I pour the alcohol over his hand and he jerks his hand back and says, ‘shit’.

“Sorry.” I put the bottle back on the sink and dry it a bit before adding some Neosporin and bandaged it up.

I took a rag of the alcohol for his face and walk in front of him again, but this time his legs are spread open. I stepped in between his legs and raised my hand up again. “It’s the alcohol again, okay?”

He nodded and I put it over the cut on his forehead. He hissed and closed his eyes. When I moved the rag over to put a little more alcohol on it, he moved his left hand to my side. When I stepped I moved to his face again and his eyes were still cold. I tried to ignore his hand but it was like a branding into my skin, even through the hoodie.

I did the next cut and watched him squeeze his eyes before exhaling when I took it off. “Done with that.” I tell him, grabbing the Neosporin again and putting over the cuts. “Why were you fighting?” I asked, since he was staring at me. Figured I might as well be a little more comfortable as I put on the small Band-Aids.

“Some guys started some shit with me, they pissed me off.”

“You don’t fight, Harry.” I put the stuff down and stayed in front of him, his hand still on my waist.

“I know, it was stupid. Kicked his ass though.” He smiled, the first one I’ve seen in a while.

“I’m just glad you aren’t hurt any worse than you are.” My arms cross over my chest as he stares intently at me. “What?”

“Why are you here?” he asks, not rudely, curiously.

I looked down at the ground. “I-uh, I just, uh.” Oh my God, Kelly,

“It’s just we haven’t had an actual conversation in 43 days. And last time I checked, you were okay with that.”

“I…” Alright, I can’t do this. Not with so little space between us. I think I am suffocating.

I step back, and grab the arm of the hand that was on me and gently tug him into the bedroom. I sit on the bed and he sits on it next to me, but we face each other.

“Uh.” Here it goes. “God… Alright.” I might throw up. “So many things have happened this year, between me and you and it’s really impacted me. It started with Liam, after I went on that one date with him. He told me something, and at first I thought he was wrong and then I realized he wasn’t. And I didn’t know how to handle it. I thought that it would be better if I didn’t. And you’re with someone else so I figured it best not to interfere. Then all the feeling just got really overwhelming to a point of no return. And it sucked, it really sucked.” I rambled. “But what I’ve realized sucks worse was this.” I motioned between us. “Us not being us. I don’t even understand now, it seems so stupid because no matter how in love with you I am I don’t like not being with you. Like, ignoring you sucks but I thought it would help and…” oh no, did I already say I was in love with him.

Suddenly I could feel my face heating up as I thought about it, and then I looked up at Harry who was wide eyed. Oh no. He stood from the bed and turned away. He stopped in front of the wall and put his hand up to hold his body weight.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He shakes his head and laughs. He laughs! If that’s not enough of an answer for me, I don’t know what would be.

Shaking my head, regretting coming here in the first place, I stand from my spot on the bed and head to the window. “I should go.” I cannot believe this is happening.

“What? Kelly,” he grabs my arm and moves me to the wall next to the window. “stop.”

“Why? You’re laughing at me.”

He moves his left hand to my waist again, this time we’re closer than we were in the bathroom, pressed against the wall. His injured hand moves to my face as he grazes his thumb over the flesh of my cheek and then runs his fingers through my hair and stops behind my neck.

“I’m laughing, because you’re silly.” He smiles at me…

“What? Because of what I just told you, Harry-”

“Kelly, shut up for a minute.” Fine. “You’ve been ignoring me, avoiding me for lord knows how long because you’re in love with me? You’ve pissed me off, left me wondering what the hell I didn’t wrong to be treated like that because you’re in love with me?” he asks, and I don’t say anything until he looks at me as if to allow me to speak.

“I’m sorry. I thought it would be easier.”

“I hate to break it to you, but it would have been 100 times easier if you’d have just told me. Because then maybe, just maybe, you would have known that I’ve been head over heels for you since I was 13.”

My heart stopped, I forgot how to breathe, and also how to keep my mouth from hanging open. I looked up at him intensely, trying to process the words he said. No matter how I arranged them, they didn’t seem to be real. This didn’t make sense to me. The smile that lit up his face told me he was being honest with me. I wanted to cry, scream, laugh, and hug him as tight as I could all at once. I was paralyzed though, this was overwhelming.

He moved his thumb along the apples of my cheeks before holding my head in his hand. Slowly, he moved down to my height and pressed our foreheads together. His breath filled my senses, it didn’t smell like toothpaste, it was just normal. “I love you, Kelly.” He whispered, staring into my eyes that were less than an inch away from his.

I smiled at his words, I really was scared for nothing. Everyone else was right. How am I so fucking stupid?

Before I realized, I was smiling too. “I love you, Harry.” Saying the words aloud sent a tingling sensation through my body as Harry squeezed my waist.

Slowly, he raised my face with his hand so my lips were less than an inch away from his. I already felt like I was going to pass out. This can’t be healthy.

I slowly slid my hands up his chest and put my right hand around his neck. My breath was already heavy, and loud. While Harry’s was quiet and coming out in quickened puffs.

Finally, time stopped when our lips touched. My eyes fluttered shut at the sensation. My heart was beating so quickly I swore I was going to fall over and die right here. This kiss was literally everything. Everything we had been through, starting from when we were younger and to now, and these past couple of months. All this built up tension between us had been able to find its release through a kiss. A kiss so complex, filled with passion and innocence, and most importantly love.

Soon both of his hands were on my waist, and my arms were around his neck pulling him closer to me. I momentarily regret me ‘no kissing’ rule, but if I didn’t have it, this wouldn’t have been so perfect. Unfortunately, due to my lacking of breathing capabilities earlier, I had to pull away from him.

We both kept our foreheads pressed together as we panted. It was a magical sound really, the beat of our exhales.

Harry wrapped his arms completely around me as he moved me back against the wall. His head fell into the crook of my neck, and we just held each other. Soon, our breathing slowed down and it was steady breathing, and the sound of the light kisses that Harry would place on my neck when he felt like it.

“Kel.” He whispers into my neck, causing goose bumps to appear all over my flesh.

“Yea?”

“I know that we, uh, have a lot to talk about, but can we just go to sleep?” he asks moving his head from my neck. “Will you stay here tonight?” He moves his hand up to my face again and moves his thumb over my bottom lip.

“Yea,” I answer breathlessly, letting go of his neck, and letting him take my hand in his. “Wait, maybe I should go change.”

“Do you have to?” he asks, pulling my close to him again.

“It’s ten feet away, I’ll be less than 5 minutes.”

And I was. I jumped in a pair of shorts and a tank top in less time it took me to walk over here. Before I went back into Harry’s window I remembered something. I stepped in, and saw Harry already under his covers with only his bedside lamp on.

I walked over and sat by his legs on his side of the bed. He took my hand again and smiled at me. “One question I have to ask…” I trail off, maybe it’s not a good idea.

Harry looks to the left and then to me. “I broke up with her, last week. I wanted to be there for you after the whole Niall thing, only for you. I’ve always only wanted to be there for you. I knew it was time to end it. As much as I tried getting over you, I couldn’t. And knowing I could have lost you made me realize it.” His gaze began to focus to my hand by the end of his confession. “I think she knew though, she knew how I felt about you.”

“I think everyone did.” I laughed.

“Come get into bed.” He said, pulling me down over him and to the other side of the bed.

I giggled as I scooted down underneath his comfy blanket. We looked at each other, and he pulled me into his naked chest, wrapping his arms around me. He kissed the top of my head, but I pulled my head up and pecked him on the lips, which caused a huge, goofy grin to cover his face.

He reached over, still keeping one hand around me, to turn the light off and then held me again. “I love you.” He whispered into my hair. Every muscle tensed, but I smiled.

“I love you, Harry.” I sigh, wrapping an arm around his waist. “Night.”

“Goodnight, Kelly.”

Notes

Question: OMG WHY ARE YOU UPDATING SO MUCH!?

Answer: I'm so inspired by every comment and this story I could cry. But i'd rather just write.

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