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UNEDITED

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Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you.


LIBBY POV

After my parents left the hospital, Harry called the boys and told them that I was awake, and they rushed over as soon as possible.

"I'm so glad you're awake."

"Don't ever do that again!"

"Are you healthy enough to go get Mcdonalds?"

"Niall," Liam scolded him, and he put his hands up in defense.

"I'm hungry," He retaliated.

"Liam," I glared at him and his face softened. I knew what he'd done the other night. Standing on the edge of a 32 story building, intoxicated was probably one of the most stupidest things anyone could have done. Ever.

I think he felt a little embarrassed about the fact that he was getting the 'common sense' talk by a fourteen year old girl, which stripped him of his masculinity a little.

Harry and I had decided not to tell the boys about my departure. He wanted to make it about "me", that were his words, but to be honest I think it was about both of us.

It was four thirty in the afternoon, and the boys and I were sat in my room. It was quiet. Niall was biting his fingernails, Liam was on his phone, Louis had his legs dangling over the edge of the arm rest on one of the chairs, and Harry and Zayn were giggling.

They kept on giggling, and it was irritating me.

"What's so funny?" I asked and they both shook their heads.

"We need to do something," Louis groaned started kicking Niall in the arm lightly with his foot.
"Like what?" I questioned and Louis propped his head up and turned to me with a smirk.

"Lets get out of here," He whispered and I felt my eyes widen. I wasn't even allowed out of the hospital bed, let alone the actual hospital. "We can call Paul and get him to pick us up, oh my gosh," He swung his feet over the edge and stood up. "Lets go bowling!"

"Bowling?" Harry said in an unbelievable tone. "Louis, last time we went bowling we were thrown out because you ran down our lane and the workers had to run after you," I snorted and covered my mouth. Why had they never told me that before?

Louis rolled his eyes and continued walking towards my bed, and sitting on the edge.
"Come on," He whined. "You've got four days left. Do you really want to spend them being all sad in here?"

He had a point. I was leaving London, and moving to Australia with my parents. I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Harry, because you never know, this might be the last time I ever see him.

"No, Louis," Harry scowled at him. "She needs rest."

He scoffed, "Oh, please, Harry. She can sleep at night time, now hurry up and make your minds up before the nurse comes back."

I sat up on the hospital bed and reached over to Harry's arm, lightly tugging on it to get his attention. He rose his head from his phone screen and lifted his eyebrows.

"Let's just go out for any hour," I reasoned. "We can go and look at grass for all I care, in Hyde Park, I haven't been there before."

Harry sighed drastically and clicked the button on his phone to lock it and shoved it in his jeans. He looked better today, well, we all looked a lot better today. He had went home and showered and changed his clothes, and shaved - because lets face it that little mustache is horrible to kiss - and the dark rings underneath had nearly vanished.

"But you don't have any clothes," He replied, and Louis butted in.

"We bought her a bag full of what ever she wanted, we came prepared."

Harry bit his lip in contemplation and looked at me with those big, green eyes. "Are you sure?" He asked quietly and he took my hand in his, gently rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.

"I'm sure." I nodded to get the message across and Harry sighed again, before pushing himself up of off the chair. Harry's movement was noticed by the other boys and they all stood up as well. "How do we sneak her out of here?" Harry said to Louis.

"We'll have to distract the nurse," He said. "Niall can pretend to fall over or something and we'll sneak her out."

"And how do we get her out without going past the front desk?"

Louis sighed in annoyance. Harry was getting on his nerves. "They never look up from their desks, they won't even notice if she changes into normal clothes."

Harry nodded once more and then turned to me.

"Go get changed, I've got somewhere to take you."


****

After I had gotten dressed and brushed my hair, I quickly and quietly bypassed the nurses; where Niall had distracted them from unknowingly 'fainting' and had to be taken care of.

Louis, Harry and Zayn walked in front of me, shielding myself from anyone that would notice. Liam stayed with Niall and said that he would text Harry when they arrived in a separate car.
Luckily, the media wasn't aware that any of us were in the hospital, apparently the boys had covered my incident , and said that I was severely sick and wanted privacy.

"Where are we going?" I asked Harry as we drove through London. "I thought we were going bowling with the boys?"

Harry smirked lightly and glanced at me before looking at the road again. "You thought wrong, Princess."

I huffed loudly, which caused Harry to giggle. It's been so long since I've heard his giggle. It was like music to my ears.

I leant my head against the window and watched the world outside. It wasn't overly cold, but cold enough to wear a jacket.

Harry made a sharp right and turned down a quiet street; Kensington. I knew this place, Maddy and I always used to walk around here and stare at the fancy cars, wishing we had enough money to afford one of them.

Harry pulled up to the curb and parked the car and shut the engine off. He unbuckled his seat belt and I went to do the same, but he stopped me.

"Wait," He murmured and I obeyed, watching as he got out of the car and jogged around the front and over to my door. I blushed. Gentlemen.

He opened the door and leant over me, and unbuckled the seatbelt. He grasped one of my hands and gently tugged on it, gesturing me to get out.

Once I was out, he shut the door and locked the car, before turning to me and flicking his head for me to follow. We walked for about five minutes before he moved closer to my body, and gently grabbed onto my hand, and brought our fingers together. He softly swung our hands in between us and kept on walking to an unknown destination. Where are we going?

It was nice. There was hardly anyone around. A few elderly people taming their gardens who were too busy to notice, or some people who gave a second glance but kept on reading the paper they were holding. We had freedom. We had one day to ourselves, no interruptions. Just Harry and I.

Harry's head was adorned with a black beanie, covering his hair to hide himself when we walked across the road, and over to Hyde Park.

We didn't say anything to each other. We didn't need to. Each others presence was enough to satisfy one another. Being out in the fresh air with no needles stuck into my arms, not having to be under twenty-four hour surveillance.

"Close your eyes," Harry whispered as we stopped. No one was around. I obeyed his requested and shut my eyes. I wasn't going to peak. I didn't want to ruin anything. My hand was softly pulled in the opposite direction before I could feel Harry move to wrap his arms around my waist from behind. His smell filling me senses.

"Open," He whispered and I slowly opened my eyes. I gasped in surprise. My mouth widening into a grin, a bubbly laugh escaping my lips as I stared at the picnic blanket, on top of it was a basket, filled with strawberries, chocolate, every one of my favorite foods. I clutched Harrys hands that were wrapped tightly around my waist and squeezed.

"You planned this," I stated. "You had the boys in on this too, didn't you?" I heard Harry laugh from behind me. "Only for you," He grinned and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek, before taking my hand and pulling. "Come," he said.

I followed him over to the blanket and sat down next to him, his arm wrapped loosely around my shoulders.

"I-I wanted to make our last week together special," He admitted. "I want you to have the funnest week of your life," Harry's words made my heart wrench. I couldn't let him see me cry. I blinked the tears away and leant my head against his shoulder. He picked up a strawberry which was covered in chocolate, and offered it to me. I opened my mouth and bit into the fruit, moaning in delight when I tasted it.

"It's like heaven," I moaned again and picked up another one and shoved it into my mouth, causing Harry to giggle. Harry ate another one and I did as well, until there was none left.

Harry held onto my hips and tried to lift me up. "What are you do-" I cut myself off as I realized what he was trying to do. I smiled shyly and lifted my bum off of the ground, and moved my body in between Harry's spread legs, my back pressed against his chest, and his chin leaning on the top of my head.

"I got your something," He mumbled quietly into my ear, and leant over to the basket next to us, and pulled out a black box.

"What is it?" I asked as he untied the ribbon carefully tied around the box. He opened it slowly and my eyes widened once more as I stared at the necklace in the box. It was silver, and had a small circle hung onto it with something engraved into it. I looked closer and noticed the letters engraved into it, they were the first letters of our names, L + H.

"I-it's beautiful, Harry." I twisted my head to get a better view of his face, smiling at him as he smiled back. "I love it."

And I love you. A voice sounded in my head.

My feelings had grown for Harry over the past year, all of the mess we've been through, the ups and downs, we had managed to stay together. No matter what everyone had said.

"You're my soulmate," He reasoned. "And that's what you'll always be."

"God, Harry I-" I couldn't say it. I couldn't expel those three words to him, he hadn't said them to me yet, and I didn't know if he felt the same way.

"Shh," He whispered and wrapped his arms around my body again, and buried his chin into my neck.

We stared out into the field, quietly giggling to each other as we pointed out squirrels, and watched as the cool afternoon turned into night.

I had come to one conclusion. One conclusion that I was so Goddamn sure about.
I loved him. I didn't care if he didn't love me back, because I was in love with him.

And he was all mine.


****


"Baby," a deep husky voice awoke me from my slumber. "Libbbbyy," It whined again and I let out a breathy laugh.

"It's time to go," He whispered and I lightly groaned, turning onto my side.

"Carry me," I whined and I heard him chuckle, before my body was lightly lifted up off of the ground and held onto by two strong arms. I snuggled my head into the sleeve of Harry's jacket as he walked through the park and back to his car.

Time passed quickly and before I knew it I was being placed into the passenger seat of Harry's car, feeling the seatbelt secure me safely onto the seat.

Harry got in on the other side and the engine roared to life, which woke me up even more. I yawned unattractively and rubbed at my eyes, turning my head to look at Harry. "How long was I out?" Harry smirked. "About an hour."

I groaned and flopped my hand onto the arm rest. "I'm so sorry,"

"Don't be," He said. " I like watching you sleep." He smiled childishly and I caught on to what he was saying, so I hit him on the arm. "Oww," he mumbled.

"You're a creep," I laughed and turned myself back to the front. "Are we going back to the hospital?" I scrunched my eyebrows up in confusion as I saw that we weren't in the inner city anymore, but into the old parts of London.

"No," He simply replied. "We're going to the Drive In."

"No way." I asked in disbelief and grinned from ear to ear for what seemed like the seven thousandth time today.

"Yes way," Harry mocked in a girly voice, which caused me to burst into laughter. "You're so lame."

He just shrugged and smiled smugly. "One of my many charms."


****


Once we had arrived at the old Drive In, Harry paid for our tickets and drove his Range Rover, over to the massive movie screen and backed his car up, so that the boot was facing the screen. I jumped out of the car excitedly and followed Harry to the boot, where he opened it up to reveal that the backseats had been folded down and they were replaced with endless amount of pillows, blankets and lolls.

I squealed excitedly and jumped into the back, and Harry awkwardly climbed in after me and positioned his awkward legs out. I wrapped myself and Harry up into a blanket, my skin setting on fire as his skin came in contact with mine.

The movie intro started to play and I instantly knew what movie it was.

"You got them to play Grease?" I squealed once again and pressed my lips to his cheek.

"Shh," He scolded. "I'm trying to watch the movie." He playfully glared at me and I rolled my eyes in return, turning my head back to the screen and settling in Harry's arms.


*****

"Sandy, My darlin', you hurt me real bad.." Harry sang along loudly to Danny Zukos solo and I swatted his arm. "Shut up."

"You love it." he whispered into my neck, and started to plant a soft trail of kisses from the base of my neck and up to just below my ear. His hands grasped the blanket that was draped over our bodies and ripped it away to somewhere to the side, before he lifted his leg to hover over me.

"Harry," I whispered shakily. He hummed. "What are you doing?"

He didn't stop, his mouth lightly sucking on my neck as a barely audible whimper erupted from my throat, making Harry groan;

"Something I should've done a long time ago."

He lifted his head up from my neck and joined his lips with mine. It felt like forever since this had happened. It was slow and sweet, no tongue, just lips moving at a slow pace together. Harry's body suddenly removed itself from mine and I parted my lips in confusion, but soon closed them as I realized what he was doing- he lifted his arms to the boot of the car, and brought the door down to shut tightly, enclosing us from the world.

He went back to leaning over my body, but instead of sitting, he brought my body to rest against the floor of the car, his forearms either side of my body to lift himself up, careful not to crush the fragile girl below him.

His mouth came down once again onto mine, this time flicking his tongue over my lip, and meeting mine in a sweet dance. Harry's large hands moved under my shirt and jumper, his rough hands, yet soft touch erupting goosebumps onto my skin as he gestured for me to lift my arms, as he swiftly pulled my shirt and jumper off.

"All mine," He whispered against the skiing of my tummy, pressing wet kisses around my belly button, and blowing cool air on the wet spots.

The air was thick and hot in the car, the windows had fogged up and we were lucky that no one had bothered to walk by, there were no lights on except for the movie screen, which was just enough so I could see this…angels face. That was it. Harry was an angel.

He lifted his body up to tug his shirt off, revealing his tattooed chest.

His head moved to my arms and my hands slid into his hair, lightly tugging on the strands, egging him on. He kissed up and down my arm, careful with my wrists and kissing each line of shame on either arm. He was taking the pain away.

"Harry," I whimpered once more, his hands were everywhere, on my arms, tummy, face. Everywhere.

His lips had created a trail of kisses from my shoulder to the top of my bra, I gasped at his sudden gesture.

"Libby I…" Hs voice was hoarse, his breathing was erratic and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. What was he going to say?

Libby, I…" I another kiss to my lips. His eyes were sealed shut.

"I…love you." He groaned onto my lips and my chest felt like exploding. He said it.

"Tell…tell me you…love me." He panted and I felt like I was on the verge of tears. "Please," He begged.

"I love you." I whispered into his lips, and I repeated it over and over, the words flew so easily from my mouth.

"I love you, Harry."

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