Knowing When It's Right
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He and I have never fought, gotten made at each other or even been parted. Ever since we met, we've been together. I know one of these days he'll have to leave, but for now, we enjoy every second we have with each other. It's all we can do.
I can't imagine a day without him, but I have to prepare myself for when he's gone. I don't know what I'll do when he isn't with me, he's my whole world. I'm hopelessly in love with him and he knows it. I know he loves me too, he tells me everyday since the first time he told me.
*FLASHBACK!*
Rain was falling on Harry and I as we rushed to get inside. We didn't have an unbrella or anything to keep us from getting soaked. We were close to his house, but by the time we reached his doorstep, we were drenched.
As we stood in front of his house, he grabbed my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. This wasn't just any kiss, between us, no, there was something different about this one. This kiss felt like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was unbelieveable, magical even.
I couldn't tell if it was the moment we were sharing, or if I had fallen in love wirh him right then and there. Either way, I liked this feeling.
I could tell he liked it too, because when he pulled away he said, "I've always wanted to kiss you in the rain. His green eyes were as bright as stage lights when he smiled at me. His dimples pinched his cheeks to make him look like the most adorable man I'd ever seen. "Uh, let's go inside before we get anymore wet, love." He said as he unlocked the door.
We got inside, took off our shoes and stared at each other. We were both so drenched that we didn't know what to do. I couldn't help but laugh as we just stood there, soaking wet at his door.
He chuckled as he took his jacket off and headed to the washing machine. I took mine off also, and followed him quietly. He knew I was behind him, so he reached his hand out for me. I grabbed his hand and we walked hand in hand. Each step we took, we left wet footprints across the floor.
We slowly undressed ourselves, sharing kisses every now and then. After a few minutes of peeling off soaking wet clothing, I was left in nothing but my bra and panties. Harry was in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs.
I'd never been in such little clothing around him beofre, but I felt comfortable. I didn't feel bad about my body for once. He made me feel pretty, and he let me know that. "You're so beautiful, Macy."
He smiled at me before he planted a soft kiss on my lips. His lips were so soft that I never wanted to pull away from them. When we did, I smiled at him. My arms were around his neck, while his were around my waist.
He held me close to him as I began to shiver. I giggled then said, "Harry, is it all right if I take a shower?"
"Only if I can join you." He smirked and I shook my head.
"Nice try, pretty boy. Mayday next time." He chuckled, then I made my way to the bathroom where I took a quick shower. I already had clothes here from the last time I stayed over, so I just changed into those when I came out of the shower.
I walked into the living room, where I saw Harry, in new clothes and watching TV. I cleared my throat and he turned to look at me. "You're back! Yay!" He got off the couch and ran to kiss me. His arms wrapped around me as he kissed my forehead.
I giggled as I felt his lips all over me. "Harry, stop." I said between laughs. His kisses tickled my skin, causing me to laugh more.
"Why would I stop? You're so cute when you laugh like this." Then he went backto kissing me everywhere. Finally, after he seemed to reach every spot on my head, he softly kissed my lips. I don't think I'll ever get used to his lips, they fint so perfect with mine.
It might be too soon to tell, but I think I'm in love with him. Everything he does is perfect to me, and I could never ask for anyone else. He's amazing.
He pulled away, smiled at me, then kissed me again. His kisses have been to sweet and loving lately, that I've become addicted to his lips. I put my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.
With his hands on my waist, we stood there kissing each other, never wanting to be apart. As we kissed, I felt his tongue trace my bottom lip. He was asking for entrance, and I didn't hesitate to let him in.
I felt his tongue explore every inch of my mouth and his hands started going all over my body. He pulled away from me, stared in my eyes and he began to trail kisses down my jawline and neck. I couldn't hold back the moan when I felt his lips hit my sweet spot.
He kept going on my neck, and I felt his bulge pressing against me. He looked at me and said, "Do you want to take this into the bedroom?" I nodded, then I felt him pick me up bridal style. I giggled and kissed his neck gently before I was placed on the bed. Harry hovered over me and kissed my lips tinderly, and he went back to my neck.
His kisses felt like a constant dose of drugs, I got lost with every new kiss, grew numb with every gently touch of his lips. I ran my hands through his soft curls, tangling my fingers into the field of what felt like feathers and moaned. I could feel his lips twitch on my neck after I made such a pleasuring noise to his ears. His fingers were quick to move, slipping up my shirt, caressing the skin of my hips; it tickled and felt pleasant altogether, it caused me to moan again.
He pulled away from me, and took his shirt off. I let my eyes wonder around his toned body. I reached my hand out to grab him, to pull him closer, but he took my wrists in his hands and kissed me passionately.
When he pulled away, I saw nothing but pure lust in his eyes. I'd never seen that in him before, but I liked it. I wanted him more than I ever I have before. I don't know what came over me, but once I noticed the look in his eyes, I couldn't help myself; I pulled his sweat pants down to his knees. He kicked them off and they were quickly on the ground next to the bed.
I couldnt feel the heat coming from inside his boxer briefs and it caused me to shiver. He started to tug on my shirt before he said, "Sit up," I nodded, then he lifted my shirt over my head. Since I came out of the shower, I wasn't wearing a bra. I didn't think anything like this would happen, but I didn't mind being shirtless in front of him.
A smile crept on his features before he laid me back down and kissed me softly. Each kiss to my lips was even more loving than the last; his lips were intoxicating. Whenever he would look in my eyes, I felt something spark almost. I don't know what it was, but I liked it. Everytime we kissed, I was on cloud nine.
Next thing I knew, we were making passionate love as the rain poured outside. I couldn't have been happier than I was right now. When we were done, he rolled over next to me and gave me a big smile. I returned it to him, and he pulled me in his arms.
Our foreheads were touching when he said to me, "Macy, I'm in love with you. I have been for a while now, I just wasn't sure if you felt the same or not. But after what we just did, I have no doubts if you do too. You do, right?" His emerald eyes were glowing as he said every word to me. I was speechless to him, I really was.
"Harry, I-I love you, too."
"You do?" His voice was hopeful when he spoke.
I smiled then nodded. "Yes, I do. I've never felt this way about anyone before you, Harry." He kissed my lips soft and loving after I told him that.
We kept our lips attached for a while, but then he pulled away slowly. I pouted as I stared at him. He merely chuckled then said, "You have no idea how happy you've made me, Macy. You mean the world to me, and to hear you say that you love me back was the best feeling I've ever had. I love you so much."
**END OF FLASHBACK <3**
I smiled to myself as I remembered that day. I just knew it was right with him, and I couldn't have asked for anyone better.
His arms were wrapped around me tightly as I fell asleep to the sound of his steady breathing. I never wanted him to let go of me. I guess I really do love him.
