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Fool's Gold

Chapter 29

Harry and I laid on the window seat silently. Both of us were laying on our sides, staring out the window, looking at the rain soaked vineyard. Harry’s arm was around my waist, holding my back tight to his chest. His opposite arm was tucked under my head. He kissed my shoulder lightly. I had finally stopped crying. I knew he was worried the whole time I laid on him nearly sobbing but I couldn't control it. I turned my head to look back at Harry. He smiled weakly at me. I brushed my fingers against his cheek softly then twined my fingers into the ends of his long curls. I could tell that he was going crazy.
"Noli, talk to me." Harry whispered.
"What do you want me to say?" I asked knowing that he was fishing.
He shrugged, "Anything. Just...tell me what you're thinking." I gazed at him with caring eyes before kissing his lips with a tenderness I had never shown anyone else.
"That's what I am thinking." I replied before returning my head to his arm. Harry snuggled closer to me and laid his head on the pillows. "I believe you." I murmured.
"That's all I ask. I'm not asking for you to say it in return. I just need you to know. I love you and I'm going to keep my promise." Harry replied just as quietly.
"What promise is that?" I asked looking back at him again.
He smiled and let his fingers dance up my arm, "To never let you go." I bit my lip as tears swelled in my eyes again. I was going to hell for sure.
Harry stood in the kitchen making us dinner. Once again he refused to let me help. I sat at the island and watched him work. The faces he made when he concentrated were adorable. He looked so into everything he was doing. I rested my chin on my fist and sighed. Harry looked up at me with a furrowed brow.
"I really wish you'd let me help." I spoke quietly.
Harry smiled, "It's alright, Noli. I like cooking."
I dropped my hand, "I know but you're always doing something. Don't you want someone else to take care of you for a while?"
"No." Harry laughed. I frowned a bit. "Enola, I cook for you because I want to. I know that you can and you don't mind but you give me peace of mind and this is my gesture of gratitude." Harry said staring into my eyes. I ran my hand through my hair tensely. Harry lifted his eyebrow, "What's the matter?" I shook my head quickly. Harry sighed heavily, "No. Tell me."
"I feel like this relationship is becoming very lopsided." I murmured.
Harry frowned deeply, "Don't say that."
"Harry, you said you love me. And I can't...I can't give it back right now. I don't know how. I don't wanna hurt you but..." I couldn't think of the right thing to say. Harry dropped the spoon in his hand and turned off the stove. He came to me quickly, locking his wrists behind my neck.
"I love you. Nothing you say is going to change that I love you. I know that you can't say it back and honestly, you don't have to. You need to know that there is someone in this world that loves you, just the way you are." Harry stated, firmly gazing into my eyes.
My lip quivered, "Harry, you can't let me just take from you. That’s not fair. That's not how love is supposed to work."
Harry smiled, "And the fact that you say that lets me know that you love me too, somewhere deep down, you know it. I would love to hear you say that you love me, I truly would, but if you can't right now, I understand. I will wait. And I will be patient. Because even if you don't say it, the fact that you didn't run out the door screaming, means something, does it not?" I dropped my head onto his chest and let the tears fall from my eyes. He was too good of a man. He deserved something so much more.



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