Wanted

Chapter 5

After 4 hours of Harry being gone, he finally came back. I was sitting on the couch absolutely pissed. "Where have you been?" I say gritting my teeth, he always does this. "I told you babe, I was out with some of my friends" he says giving me a peck on the lips. "I know but, you've been gone for four hours Harry." "I understand that." He says and chuckles. This was no laughing matter. "It's not funny!" I snapped. "Whoa babe, what's wrong?" He said trying to touch me. "NO! DONT TOUCH ME! I'VE HAD A LONG DAY AND YOU'VE JUST BEEN IGNORING THE SHIT OUT OF ME!" I screamed at him, I was so pissed, I don't know why though, he did it all the time. I have no idea what came over me. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? You don't have to ye-" I cut Harry off. "NO HARRY! YOU'RE NOT SORRY! YOU NEVER ARE AND YES I DO HAVE TO YELL BECAUSE YOU JUST DONT GET IT! YOU JUST GET HOW MUCH I NEED YOU! I NEED YOU HARRY! "LOOK, I SAID IM SORRY ALRIGHT AND YES I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DEALING WITH, IM HELPING KALLY WHY CANT YOU SEE THAT?!" He yelled. I can tell that he was now angry and Harry isn't at his best when he's angry. "O-Okay, I'm sorry I didn't mean to yell Harry." "NO! YOU WANNA FIGHT?! LETS FIGHT!" He yells. He threw the vase that had flowers in it across the kitchen. Then he picks up the chair and throws it too. Harry was starting to scare me. I never meant to make him angry, those weren't my intentions! "H-Harry, please stop, I-I'm s-sorry." I say with my voice shaky. "No, I'm sorry that I'm not good enough of a boyfriend for you." He says and walks upstairs. "What just happened?" I thought to myself. Me and my damn mouth, I hated it, it always got me in the worst situations. I knew he didn't want me up there so I decided to sleep on the couch that night. "It'll all be better in the morning, it'll all be better in the morning" I said to myself. But was it really?

The next morning I woke up to the smell of food being cooked, so I sat up and I looked to see Harry in his boxers making breakfast. "Is he still mad at me?" "Should I get up and say something?" "What should I say?" All these questions were flooding through my mind. Harry saw that I was awake and he said, "Good morning beautiful, I'm making us breakfast, are you hungry love?" He says. "U-um, sure. Look Harry about last night, I'm-." "Ssh", he says coming over to me. He sits beside me. "It's okay beautiful, you don't need to apologize, I thought about what you said and I know that I have been a little distant lately, and I'm sorry for that. I really am, I never meant to make you feel like I was ignoring you, I could never do that to you." He says and looks deep into my eyes. Those eyes, those forest green eyes, those same eyes I fell in love with 8 years ago. "It's okay HazzaBear." I called him HazzaBear, I don't know why though, I thought it really suited him cause he acted like a big cuddly teddy bear, that I loved very much. He kisses my lips slowly and passionately. He kissed me more and I fell under his spell. His lips were so soft and puffy. "H-Harry." I moaned. "Yes?" He says kissing me more. The f-food is burning." "Oh shit!" He said as he broke away from the kiss. He ran to the kitchen. "Damn it, I'm sorry babe." "It's okay baby." I say now in the kitchen as well. "You're so beautiful." He says with that cheeky smirk on his face. "No, I'm not." "Yes you are baby girl! You're absolutely beautiful, quit telling yourself different, you're perfect." He says and kisses my nose. "You really think so?" "I know so." He says. "I love you, Haz." "I love you more." He said grabbing me by the waist. "Is that even possible?" I asked giggling. "Mhm." He says nodding. "Okay." I say kissing him. He kissed me back, passionately. I loved this moment, the moment where I felt like nothing else in the world mattered...