We indulge in hot steamy kisses, his hands travelling up my top finding my breast. His lips on mine how I've missed this. I devour into his touch, why can't it always be like this? My hands roaming his curls and his in mine, wet kisses being applied, I grip him tighter and finally he thrusts into me.


I can't contain it neither can he, much force, two magnets who have being separated enough finally gravitating again. I can't get enough, finally with him again, I never want to leave this bed in this coital bliss.

I grip onto the sheets and curl my toes, his sweaty body against mine both machine for each others touch. It feels like our first time all over again I never want to be apart again, always like this.

I open my eyes and stare at him, he stares deep in my soul like never before, my cheeks blush.

"Bella. " He pants, thrusting into me on last time. He collapses next to me. I nestle into his sweaty chest. Pure and utter comfortable silence.

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My eyes flicker and I jolt up from my bed. Sweaty and aroused? I turn my head to the left and all is confirmed it was just a dream. What a dream it felt so real, what is wrong with me? I trace lips with my index finger.

It has only been two weeks and what I have realised with this time apart it only makes me miss him more, so why can't we communicate these feelings? His no knight and shinning armour but he is my hero.


I give in I reach for my phone hoping and praying he will answer at three in the morning.



"Bella, is everything ok?"

"Sorry did I wake you." I bite my thumb nail. "Nope I'm wide awake." He whispers. "Watching Ally sleep." I smile.

"Your an awesome father Harry."

"It's debatable." He chuckles. "No you are please don't ever forget it."

"Can't sleep?" He asks me, I nod "no, you?"


"Not since I left." My heart drops.


"Sing to me." I lower myself in my bed. Holding the phone against my ear.


If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to

I cry silently, sniffle and remember this was the song he proposed to me. My favourite songs of his ever. My lips tremble, "H."

His angelic voice stops, "yea?"





"Please fly home to me."

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