One Shot #163

#imagine

You’re just sitting on a swing with your best friend / boyfriend; Harry.

You had been silent for quite a long time, thinking about your current situation ; no parents, only you, a 17-year-old, living with her boyfriend.

‘What are you thinking about, love? you seem upset.’ Harry said to you.

‘Nah, I’m fine, just over thinking everything.’ you stare at the woods in the front of you.

Harry came in your sight and wrapped his arms around your waist, getting you off the swings, pulling you in a hug.

You bury your head into his shoulder, holding in your tears, you’ve cried enough since your parents died..

‘I’m here for you..’ he whispers.

You hold him tighter and he lays his hand on the back of your head, stroking your head softly.

‘Come on, get on the swing, I’ll push!’ he said, a cheeky smile appeared.

You sit down like he told you to, and he pushed your lightly, his warms hands on your back make you feel comfortable, although it’s just for a second or two.

You giggle slightly, having fun.

As you get off and look him into his lovely green eyes, you melt, his eyes have a cute sparkle and watch yours.

‘Thank you for being you.’ You kiss his lips, as a huge thanks.

He’s the sweetest boy you’ve ever known.