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Rafaela's P.O.V.


He spun around immediately. He said nothing, nor did I. We just stared at each other, the only sound which could be heard was the music from downstairs. He cleared his throat.

"Please, have a seat.", he motioned his palm towards the big bed in the room. I walked there slowly. When I sat down he let out a sigh. "Look, Rafaela.", he spoke, taking a seat beside me. I looked straight into his green orbs. The alcohol had made the white in his eyes slightly red, making the green stand out sharp and outlined. "We both make mistakes.", he continued, taking my attention off of my thoughts. "Can't we just forget it all and..." He paused.

"Harry...", I started.

"No Rafaela, no. Just give me a chance. Give our love a chance. We don't have to suffer the whole life. I did this with Kendall so I could make you realise that you actually care, but you only decided to fuck someone else." My blood boiled.

"What are you trying to say? Yes, I fucking care, satisfied? And first sober up and then come to speak to me. I won't put up with your statements about me." I got up, ready to leave.

"No, Rafaela, you got me wrong." I didn't want to listen to it. I caught the handle of the door and attempted to turn it and leave, but he embraced me and spun me around. His lips crushed on mine and his arms held me tight. I didn't give in at first but then I thought about it. I love him. He did it on purpose and I did it on purpose with Niall. So we are even, aren't we? And damn, I missed his lips...
My arms slowly snaked around his neck and pulled him in, making him grin into the kiss. We pulled away, resting our foreheads together.

"I knew it.", he breathed out, grinning. "You love me.", he stated. I said nothing, it was true. I loved him.




Harry's P.O.V.


"Say it, Rafaela.", I murmured against her lips. I wanted to hear it from her lips. I stated it but she stayed quiet and I know she loves me.

"What do you mean?", she murmured back while pulling me even closer if this was possible. I need her. I need her so bad that every part of my body and soul aches for her. I pulled her towards the bed and gently pushed her down and I hovered over her.

"You know what I mean.", I said, already kissing her neck. I felt her body lightly shake and get tense under my touch. She wants me. "Say it.", I demanded again while moving my lips lower. I tugged on her dress and pulled it up her tighs. She wrapped her legs around me. I stopped my actions and looked her in the eyes. If she does not feel it, then I won't even lay a finger on her. If it was another girl I wouldn't give a fuck if she even likes me, let alone love me, it's enough if she is willing to do it. But exactly this girl here, she is different, she deserves the best and not just meaningless sex.

"I love you, Harry." The words left her lips in a gentle almost whispered voice, full of emotion and feelings.

"I love you too, Rafaela.", I said back and kissed her lips gently, but the girl was eager. She tugged on my clothes and kept running her fingers in my hair. I pulled away and let her undress me, then I did the same to her. My hands were wandering all over her smooth skin, my lips were everywhere on her. Arms, neck, lips. Her soft whimpers encouraged my actions. When I couldn't wait longer I positioned myself over her and looked at her. Her eyes were full with lust but at the same time there was something else.

"If you want us to stop here, just say. I don't want you to feel forced to do that.", I said, stroking her cheek.

"It's just...We are not even together and we do that. It's not really my thing, you know.", she said, avoiding my eyes.

"Rafaella?" She looked at me, expecting me to continue. "You are mine. Only mine and you will always be mine. The same is with me. You are not fucking just someone. You are with me, your Hazza.", I said, searching her eyes for emotion. She sighed and suddenly roughly pulled me to her and kissed my lips. After she pulled away she looked me in the eyes, her arms around my neck.

"I want it, Harry.", she said, blushing lightly from her confession. If she gets any sweeter I will die. I slowly and gently entered her and she gasped, closing her eyes.

"Look at me, love.", I said gently, wanting her eyes open, so I can read her. I am so scared I might hurt her, ruin this moment. What if this is a dream? What if I open my eyes and see I am in bed alone or worse, what if another girl is in my bed?

"Harry." Her voice took me out of my strange thoughts. "Move.", she giggled lightly and covered her face in her hands. Well, this is the moment where I die happily. I rocked my hips slowly against hers, still afraid of hurting her. She pulled me close, kissing my neck and trying to pull me closer with her legs.

"You know I am not a virgin, right Hazza?", she whispered in my ear, then biting my ear lobe.

"Yes, I just don't want to hurt you.", I said, out of breath.

"You won't.", she said, moving her hips against mine again. This took all amount of control I had until now.

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