Skylar’s POV
Morning came fast after last night. It’s now about 11:30am, I’ve been up for an hour and a half, and I took a long shower and made myself a cup of coffee while I reminisced over last night while sitting on the edge of the couch with my knees brought up to my chest.
Perfect is one of the many words I can describe as last night. I’m not sure what got into me, I’m surprised I found myself leaning onto him so much lately, and the fact that I felt like I could trust him to take the one thing I can never get back really warms my heart.
I feel so much closer to him. He was so gentle; he didn’t want to do it at first. I mean, yes he did want to do it, but he didn’t feel as though I was ready. I had to prove to him I was ready. He even said he didn’t want me to wake up in the morning and think “why the hell did I do that?” and regret everything. He was worried I was still mad at him and I was only going to do it because of all my frustration.
I completely understand why he said all that.
Harry doesn’t want to mess things up with me anymore. He really wants to get back together, and now I feel closer than ever with him- becoming a couple again might happen very soon. I mean, I just gave him my virginity for crying out loud! Throughout most of my life I always thought that I’d save myself for marriage, I never expected to fall so hard for someone to break that rule. It was something that a lot of people usually follow, but not everyone gets to experience the kind of love I get from Harry.
He’s always there for me, not matter what. He makes me feel safe and loved all hours of the day.
I’m not going to lie, it hurt at first- having sex for the first time and all- I found myself whimpering and a tear or two shedding from my eyes. Harry held my hand the entire time constantly confessing his love and telling me it would be alright and “if he could take the pain away, he would”, but eventually, it became a lot more bearable. It still hurt a bit- but not to as much of an extent.
As he began to slowly pick up his pace, I found myself forgetting the pain and gain a feeling of pleasure run through me. The entire time- Harry always checked up on me, asking me if he needed to slow down or stop.
I found myself smiling just thinking about Harry. He’s the only man that’s ever seen me completely bare. He knows me better than anyone else in this world does. He knows all my secrets. He knows everything, even the things I didn’t want him to know- he found out.
I really do love Harry.
Now that I think about it, I revealed my love to Harry a few days after we started dating. And yes, I did love him, but now that I think about it, I fell for him so fast, it’s a little ridiculous. I loved him more as a friend, but now I think I really love him.
We’ve been through so much and I can finally say that I’m 100% truly in love with him and I wouldn’t change a thing about anything that’s happened.
I know it sounds bad saying that I only started to really love him now, but I think it’s because he’s really proved himself to me.
I heard Harry shuffle out of bed and walk to the washroom.
I got up off the couch and placed my cup of coffee into the sink. I grabbed the kettle and filled it with water letting the water boil so I could make tea.
I took to glasses out of the cupboard and set them on the table. While preparing the tea, I felt to strong arms snake around me from behind as I was pulled into a very familiar chest.
“Good morning,” Harry whispered while placing a kiss on my-now blushing- cheek.
He held me tightly, warming my sleeveless arms. “Morning,” I replied, smiling at him.
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