Chapter 23

"What?" 

"Next year when we go off to live our lives away from our friends and family I just want one thing. One thing to tie me as proof I ever lived in this horrible fucking town with horrible fucking people that force me to make horrible fucking mistakes, baby. I know my reputation isn't the greatest and I sincerely hope we feel the same way sober than we do high about this situation. I know I do but I want to take one beautiful thing away from this vile place we call home." My heart was racing and my boyfriend rambled it into oblivion. 

"I want you to be the constant in my life. I want you to have half of everything I own. I want you to own half of my money, half of my car, half of my clothes and just half of my life. My love, I want you to take my last name as I vow to love and care for you for the rest of time. I want you to marry me next year." I thought about it. I loved this doofus and the thought of spending a day without him made my heart break. 

"Yes." 

"Yes?" He was clearly shocked as he looked at me. 

"Yes." I giggled and he reached over, pulling me through the various foods to place me ontop of him. "Babe." I whined as he grinned. 

"So you will marry me? Like officially but not. You'll be my fiance but I won't call you that because, frankly, the word bugs me. It's for fright of being rejected next year." He asked and I giggled against his lips. 

"Yes, Harry, I will marry you next year." I pressed my lips against his. Maybe it was the weed, maybe it was the fact it was 3 in the morning but I was the happiest I've ever been in my entire life. This feeling I felt is only what less than 1% of the human population feels. I was selected to be massively in love with a man who could literally kill me if he left. 

"Let's dance." Harry mumbled into my lips as he looked at me with a soft expression. 

"Okay." I got off him, almost tripping when I did. 

"Let's do it." He set his phone that played Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls, in his car, playing it through the aux cord after starting it. 

"God you're beautiful." Harry moaned out as he joined me, I only blushed as his hands went around my waist, my arms went around his neck as we slow danced to the song. I felt on top of the world right now as I slipped another gummy in between my teeth, Harry bit off half of it, chewing before placing his lips on mine. 

"You're so fucking beautiful, Harry. I mean that. You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." I said and he rolled his eyes. "Clearly, you have not seen yourself." Our night was filled with endless flirting and laughter, followed by brief makeout sessions between us eating all the food we ordered. 

"Let's get home." Harry yawned as I slid into the car. "Sleep over?" I asked and he nodded. We drove to my house, both sleepy as we came down from our high. I unlocked the door, leading him upstairs through the dark after locking the door behind us. 

"Grace, do you have any idea what time it is?" Josh asked groggily, coming out of his room. He was in nothing more than boxers. 

"No." 

"It's nearly 5. I've been waiting for you to get home. Were you safe?" 

"Yeah, Harry's sleeping over." 

"No shit. Hey man, so much for early huh." He did his normal handshake with Harry. The only light that was coming was from the giant sky window above our staircase that brought in the moonlight that faded into daylight. 

"Night man." Harry said as I pulled him into my room, locking the door. 

"Sleepy." I turned on the light and began stripping, Harry widened his eyes. "Do you want me t-" "No." I mumbled diving into my bed in just my undergarments. 

"Want my shirt?" He was stripping down to just his boxers. 

"No but I would appreciate you here." I patted the bed next to me, I bit my lip as he bit his own. I was horny. He clearly was too. 

"I want to wait. Till you're ready. You don't even know what it's like, baby." He warned me but I pouted. 

"Yes I do. I have toys. See." I unlocked my drawer to reveal my various sex toys that made Harry's jaw drop. "Baby, please. I don't want to do this while you're high. We're both high. I want your full consent." "Baby, I'm fully consenting. I promise." I bit my lip as I slipped my hand beneath the black lace of my panties making his mouth form an O shape and his member harden significantly. He fiddled with his pants to find his wallet, pulling out a gold packet.

"God." He moaned out, crawling between my legs after turning out the lights, even then his green eyes lit under the harsh light of the rising sun.

"You're fucking hot." He said and moaned out quietly when I stuck my fingers in his mouth. "Let's play." I whispered out, his fingers working quickly to undress me, I tried to undress him but he stopped me. 

"No, darling. Not yet. I don't want to do that just yet, but I will make you feel good." I pouted as his request but he just pressed a soft kiss to my stomach. 

"But I want to." I begged, my finger hooked into the waistband of his boxers. 

"No, darling. Soon, I promise." He let my bra fall onto my stomach when I sat up, his lip was taken between his teeth as a deep sigh escaped. 

"You are beautiful." He laid me flat on my back, his lips leaving trails of sloppy kisses on his way down to my southern area. 

"Are you sure about this?" He asked and I nodded, my hands running through his curls as he attached his lips to my part, tongue flicking in and out. I let out a soft moan, my legs tightening around his head that only resulted in him putting a hand on the outside of my thigh, the other held my waist firmly. 

"Baby." My back arched up, my legs quivered. God, let us withstand the test of time.