Forever | h.s.

Chapter 32

~Harry's POV~

I woke, with Annabel sleeping soundly beside me. Immediately, memories of our intimate moments flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. Fuck, the pleasure she gave me was fucking amazing. The way her long eyelashes looked, when she looked up at me with my dick in her mouth. I loved the fact that I guided her to do these things, and that she was just so fucking innocent. I stroked her hair, and pushed it out of her face as she slept. She stirred slightly, and her eyes fluttered open.

"Baby go back to sleep, I didn't mean to wake you." I whispered.

"It's okay, I should be waking up anyways." She spoke groggily. She sat up, and I took this as an opportunity to slip off the bed before she decided to lay down again, if she did. I went to the bathroom to get ready, and freshen up, and give her time to wake up. She didn't take long, however, and she joined me a couple of minutes later. Is it odd that I enjoyed watching her brush her teeth?

After we got ready, we went into the kitchen for breakfast, and the whole house lit up with natural sunlight, making the atmosphere very friendly and bright.

"I'll drive you home later." I spoke up, as she sliced strawberries. She nodded without saying a word, as she pushed the fresh fruit into a bowl. We sat in silence, which was quite unusual, considering we usually laughed and talked whenever she stayed over. I cleared my throat. "So, do you want to do something today?" I asked, shifting awkwardly in my seat. She shrugged, and dropped a handful of blueberries into the fruit mix as well. I looked around my own house awkwardly. "Annabel, if something's wrong, just tell me." I sighed.

"Nothing's wrong, Harry." She spoke, in a non-convincing manner. Her eyes didn't meet mine.

"I can tell when you're lying. You're lying right now."

"Harry, it's fine."

"What's fine?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me." I demanded. I might've said this part a bit too harshly, but quiet Annabel was bothering me. She shook her head, and I pushed out the chair, and walked over to her. I put my arms around her, resting them on her shoulders, as the rest of my long arms dangled lazily in front of her. My hand grasped my other wrist, and I brought my head lower, to meet hers, kissing her on the cheek. Her head tilted to the side as my kisses trailed down her neck, and she still continued to cut up fruits.

"Harry, I-" Her words disappeared as I kissed the most sensitive spot on her neck.

"Tell me what's wrong, baby." I mumbled into her ear. She slipped out of my grasp, and used her small hands to push my chest. "Annabel, what's wrong?" I frowned, now realizing that she was seriously mad.

"Nothing."

"Why won't you tell me?" I pushed.

"It's embarassing for me."

"Nothing about you could possibly be embarassing. You're perfect." I mumbled the last part.

"Try me," She muttered. "And no one's perfect." She responded.

"Except you. Tell me what's on your mind."

"Not me, I'm far from it."

"Stop saying that."

"It's true! And you wanna know what's on my mind?"

"Don't tell me you're regretting last night.." I stuttered nervously.

"No! I'm worried, because I don't think I'm good enough for you! Do you know how much pressure is on me, knowing how much experience you've had, and how little I have? I still don't know what I'm doing. I'm 19, and I'm still a virgin! You've been with so many beautiful girls, that can please you so much better than I can, because they probably have the experience! I'm so worried, that I'll never be good enough for you, and Harry, I love you! It's hard for me to imagine losing you, because you're the best thing that has happened to me." She falls on her knees, and sobs, and I stand there like a fucking fool, not knowing what the hell to do.

"Annabel," I breathe, taking a step foward her fragile body.

"Don't." She sobs. I don't listen to her. Instead, I get down on my knees as well, and pull her body closer to me. Her face buries into my shirt, as she cries. We stay like this for a few good minutes, until her crying slows down. I gently place my hands on her shoulders, and move her upper body out, to look at me.

"Annabel, yes. It's true, I've been with a lot of women." I can see her eyes pooling again with tears. "But none like you. Trust me when I say, I've never met anyone quite as special as you are. You're the most beautiful woman I've been with, and you definitely know how to pleasure me, fuck." I whisper the last word, images of her long batting eyelashes, with my dick in her mouth filling my mind. Her cheeks turn pink at this statement.

"But Harry-"

"I'm not done." I interrupt. " Annabel, if anything, you're too good for me. I would've never pictured myself finding someone like you, and you being so innocent, makes you so much hotter. You're not going to lose me, ever, because I won't let that happen. You're a part of me now, and I give you all of me." I quote the last part, knowing that's her favorite song.

Hopefully that shitty speech with convince her otherwise of her thoughts. After all, they are completely true, the things I said. Annabel was a wonder to me. How did a guy like me, ever find her? How did I have the luck in having her? I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"So?" I whispered. Her eyes looked into mine. They were red, and watery, and I couldn't help but feel guilty because I was the one that was inflicting this pain on her. "Do you believe me?" She sniffed once, and nodded her head. I tilted her head to one side, and brushed my lips against hers. I could taste the slightest bit of salt from her tears, but nothing would've stopped me from kissing her in this moment.

"Thank you Harry." She whispered, our faces still extremely close. Instead of saying anything, I kissed her once more, and stood up off the kitchen floor. I held out a hand to help Annabel up, and she stood infront of me. I pecked her on the cheek, before we go back to cutting fruit.

I drive Annabel home after eating, or throwing more grapes at each other.

"Will I be able to see you tonight?" I ask her, pulling up into her driveway.

"Hopefully." She smiles.

"I have some friends I want you to meet." I tell her, thinking back to my conversation withTravis and the other boys.

"Okay, just call or text me tonight." She smiles, pulling the car handle. I watch from the car as she walks to the front door, her dress flowing with the wind, reminding me to tell her to bring extra clothes over to my house the next time I see her, since she's been staying over quite a lot. Her figure disappears through the door, and I am left sitting in my car, thinking about the beautiful, yet insecure woman, and still wondering how I became so lucky.

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GUESS WHO'S BACK?! I AM!

So, anyways guys, I have been on vacation NON STOP! Let me explain!

I was in California, from June 7-14, then I was home for one day on the 15, THEN I left AGAIN on June 16-24, for Florida&The Bahamas, and now I am home and I will be updating quite a lot, because I know exactly what is happening for the next few chapters! Sorry this is such a short update, but I really hope you'll forgive me! There's no one reading anyways, haha!

Another thing: Enjoy the photo of Annabel sleeping! hahahah