It's the next day and I can't stop thinking about what Harry said. He loves me? How? When?? Why??
"Hailey, are you hungry?"
I hear someone talking but I'm too lost in my thoughts to know who...he loves me?
"Hailey" Harry raises his voice making me jump and look up
"Yeah?" I ask
"I've asked you three damn times, are you hungry?" He scolds and I just shake my head which is odd because I'm ALWAYS hungry
"Are you okay? You've been lost in your thoughts all day and have barely eaten anything.." Harry questions "you've hardly even said a word" he continues.
I look up at him scared of how he's going to react to what I say next and before I even know what's happening I'm on my feet and running up to our babies soon to be nursery and I sit in the rocking chair and stare off in the distance even though I know Harry is right there.
"Hailey, what's going on?" He crouches down and asks soothingly
"I heard you.." I say just above a whisper.
No reaction?
"I said I hear—" he cuts me off
"You heard me say I love you, didn't you?" He asks quietly earning a nod from me. I didn't expect what he was about to ask me next...
