Harry's POV

We faced each other , fingers tangled .
It was the first time I had sex and enjoyed it . I did not feel guilty nor afraid .
I was content with this .
I felt complete . Full .
She was so beautiful . Her big brown eyes were fluttred close as we ebrassed each others embrase . Her eye lashes fanded over her pink cheeks , that were slightly flushed . Her plumped pinks lips were a shade darker due to our kissing . I smiled at the memory .It was perfect , better than i had ever dreamt . She was not shy like other girls that i had sex with . She was bold as she took control of my body . She was brave and passive . It was like she was gentle with me but also rough . And that drove me crazy .
We were cuddled close as we tried to block out the cold from each other . Her hands were pressed to my chest as mine were secured around her smaller frame . Her fingers traced small patterns on my skin .A sudden realisation hit me .
It was suddenly never about me , or about anybody . It was all about her . My feelings no longer mattered to me anymore . It was all her . Our mistakes were no longer visable to our disfunctional relationship , it was never about who did what or who said what . It was about her forgiving me , even after all i had put her through . It was about her holding her ground and not running from me . She stayed even after i had made one mistake after another . It was suddenly clear to me that she knew how to forgive me something that no one knew how to do .
" I think I'm in love with you "
I whispered quietly . Her hand stopped tracing patterns over my skin . Her hazel eyes looked up to me , her lashes fluttering at my words . Her eyes never left mine as her hand reached to cup my cheek . I was afraid that she would get up and run away from me . That she would just leave me there to crumble like other girls .
" Harry "
She whispered with wet glisning eyes . She scooted closer to me closing all the space that was put between us . It took 3 small words to convey my broken , damaged heart . It took 3 small sylables to fill my heart with hope that was not there .
" I love you too , Harry "
She whispered against my neck .
Thats all it took for me to give all my heart to the girl that layed in my arms . I could feel her tears falling on my chest . It had been awhile for her too . It had been a long time since she whispered the words to anyone . My heart fluttered at her small smile danced on her lips . They were not tears of fear or pain . They were tears of joy and love . Love was a word that was tossed around alot now and days . But it took alot of mistakes and tears to really understand the meaning behind it . It took losing everything to understand that it was not just a word . It was a feeling . A feeling that no one could feel , but you and that person . It was a feeling that no one would understand but you and that one speacial person . It was a symbol and a sign of tust , hope and most importantly passion . Not physical passion , but a passion towards that person . Meaning that everything that person did , would make your heart melt with passion .It was not just a flag you could pin when you won , but it was about climing that mountain with all your sweat and tears , and finally reaching the top with victory and passion .
Passion to help that person .
Passion to help that person with their worst inner demons .
Passion to help them stop crying .
It was not just 3 words . It was passion and feelings that made those 3 words .
It was something that i was not the only to feel , it was a feeling that she felt towards me too .
And that was something indescribable feeling .

Notes

The meaning of love.