The Photograph
Chapter 16
2 Days left… Basically 1 now, due to how long the flight is and when it’s set to leave. You two were back in his flat, laying in bed.
“Harry… I don’t want to leave.” You sigh.
“I don’t want you to leave but you’ll be 18 in a few weeks you said and you also said that once you are 18, that you’ll move out here yeah?” Harry asks.
“That’s if you want me to.” You mutter.
“Of course I want you to.” He smiles softly, while playing with your hair.
You two lay in silence together, Harry continuing to play with your hair while you stare into space.
“How many weeks exactly?” He asks.
“7.” You frown.
He chuckles slightly at your facial reaction and kisses your neck multiple times. You smile immediately when he does and shrug him off. You had just done it for over an hour, you weren’t in the mood because all you could think about is how your leaving very soon.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have time so I’ll come see you during the 7 weeks you can’t come.” Harry whispers.
“Promise?” You turn and look at him.
“Promise.” He pecks your lips.
Both of you ended up falling asleep quickly and silently. In the morning you wake up and spend the day with Harry doing everything under the sun before he takes you to the airport in a few hours.
At the airport, your luggage has already gone through and Harry is standing with you, it was obvious he was sad but you were trying your best to fight back tears. It failed though because you began balling your eyes out, Harry pulled you into a hug and buried his head in your neck.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” You pouted.
Three words you haven’t ever really heard from someone, you began crying even more as Harry pulled away and after he said that. He pressed his lips on yours hard and pulled back from him.
“I want to give you something.” He says.
He pulls a box out of his pocket and opens it, inside is a ring.
“This isn’t an engagement ring or anything so don’t freak out too much. You can accept it if you want it but it’s a promise ring. Promise that I’ll see you back here in about 7 weeks and we can start planning things together and getting to know each other even more. If you will, will you accept this ring?” Harry asks, with the box opened.
“Yes.” You breathed out heavily, stopping your tears as hard as you could.
Harry pulled the ring out and slipped it on your ring finger, you smiled and kissed him once more but eventually, it was time for you to part ways. As your flight was called, you made your way through the crowd to the boarding area. You smiled and waved at him through your tears before turning and getting on the plane. Hoping that in 7 weeks, being with him will be natural and it won’t be like a vacation. It would feel like a home.
“Harry… I don’t want to leave.” You sigh.
“I don’t want you to leave but you’ll be 18 in a few weeks you said and you also said that once you are 18, that you’ll move out here yeah?” Harry asks.
“That’s if you want me to.” You mutter.
“Of course I want you to.” He smiles softly, while playing with your hair.
You two lay in silence together, Harry continuing to play with your hair while you stare into space.
“How many weeks exactly?” He asks.
“7.” You frown.
He chuckles slightly at your facial reaction and kisses your neck multiple times. You smile immediately when he does and shrug him off. You had just done it for over an hour, you weren’t in the mood because all you could think about is how your leaving very soon.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have time so I’ll come see you during the 7 weeks you can’t come.” Harry whispers.
“Promise?” You turn and look at him.
“Promise.” He pecks your lips.
Both of you ended up falling asleep quickly and silently. In the morning you wake up and spend the day with Harry doing everything under the sun before he takes you to the airport in a few hours.
At the airport, your luggage has already gone through and Harry is standing with you, it was obvious he was sad but you were trying your best to fight back tears. It failed though because you began balling your eyes out, Harry pulled you into a hug and buried his head in your neck.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” You pouted.
Three words you haven’t ever really heard from someone, you began crying even more as Harry pulled away and after he said that. He pressed his lips on yours hard and pulled back from him.
“I want to give you something.” He says.
He pulls a box out of his pocket and opens it, inside is a ring.
“This isn’t an engagement ring or anything so don’t freak out too much. You can accept it if you want it but it’s a promise ring. Promise that I’ll see you back here in about 7 weeks and we can start planning things together and getting to know each other even more. If you will, will you accept this ring?” Harry asks, with the box opened.
“Yes.” You breathed out heavily, stopping your tears as hard as you could.
Harry pulled the ring out and slipped it on your ring finger, you smiled and kissed him once more but eventually, it was time for you to part ways. As your flight was called, you made your way through the crowd to the boarding area. You smiled and waved at him through your tears before turning and getting on the plane. Hoping that in 7 weeks, being with him will be natural and it won’t be like a vacation. It would feel like a home.
When will you update?
4/14/14