Getting dressed, Harry laughed as he was thrown some of Anthony’s clothes. “You’re so cute” he giggled as he started to change. Walking downstairs as he held his boyfriend’s hand, Harry nodded once being asked to go to the apartment. “Yeah, let me get my things.” Driving to his old place he asked for Anthony to stay in the car as he went upstairs. Feeling a lump in his throat, Harry furrowed his eyebrows as he looked around the house. “Fuck” he whispered as he started to bawl. Walking to the bedroom, he took in a deep breath and walked to his closet to start packing all his items.
Letting Harry drive the short ride to his apartment, Anthony agreed to sit in the car while he went in to get his things. Waiting patiently for him to come back, Anthony finally sighed and got out. Hurrying up to his floor, he pushed open the door and looked around. “Harry?” he called out softly. Going to the bedroom, he frowned seeing him trying to pack his things while crying. “Babe.” he said softly as he walked over to him. Taking the shirt he had in his hand and setting it aside, Anthony pulled him close for a long and tight hug. “Sit down, or get something to drink. I’ll pack the rest.” he whispered while letting go. Kissing his lips, he smiled softly and turned to the closet to choose some more clothes for him to bring.
"I’ll keep loving you baby" he whispered as he kissed his lips. Laying back down, Harry kissed the boy gently despite the tears on his face. "We will last because we will be adults about everything." Holding him tight, Harry looked at Anthony. "I just hope I’m a good husband for you in the future. I hope I can actually make you happy and feel loved all the time. I don’t want you to be afraid I’ll stop loving you because it won’t happen. I’ll show you that it won’t and we will last for a long time." Kissing his lips again, Harry drew circles in the boys scalp. "How about we head to the grocery store and grab some food, I might be living here for a while."
Loving every time he was called baby, Anthony grinned widely and kissed his lips, “I know you’ll be a great husband.” he whispered. Nodding to his suggestion, Anthony pulled the boy up and off the couch and walked over to grab himself a beanie and a jacket. Throwing one to Harry as well, Anthony scrunched his nose, “Want to stop by your apartment too? I don’t know how long you’ll last just by borrowing my clothes.” he chuckled sheepishly. “Zach’s not there anyway, heard from my friend Zayn that he flew to Australia last night to clear his head.” Taking Harry’s hand, he squeezed it reassuringly as they left the building. Going out to his car, he smiled and leaned over to kiss him before starting he car up. “Fucking freezing.” he mumbled as he turned the heat on.
Looking at Anthony, Harry smiled as he kissed the boy softly. “I do love Zach, I care about him. But I’m not in love with him. We fought. A lot. It would be good days, and then really bad ones. I thought it was normal at first, but not five months into a marriage. We were in love at one point, I wanted to marry him and have kids. But the spark with us isn’t there anymore.” Explaining everything to Anthony, Harry pushed his hair back. “But with you, its like every time I would talk to you I’d get butterflies. I couldn’t wait to see you, when we would skype I would get off and cry because I missed you. I love being around you, I always try to make myself look smooth and good for you all the time and I just love you so much.”
Staying quiet so Harry could finally explain everything about him and Zach, Anthony couldn’t help but feel awful, knowing they really loved each other and now it was all over with. “A lot of times after you two would fight, Zach would text or call me and tell me what happened, and I’d feel so bad for him because most of the time he was calling because you’d left him alone. But I’ve told you this once, and I’ll tell you again. When we fight, because it’ll happen, you won’t walk out on me. Got it? We’re going to talk things out, because I don’t want you coming home from work some years from now telling me things aren’t working out anymore. I want us to last. To really, really last, okay?” Finding Harry’s hand and squeezing it in his own, Anthony ignored his own tears and kissed his lips. “I love you so much, too. I just want you to keep loving me.” he whispered.
"I slept well. It was actually so good. You were so warm…cuddly, and soft" he smiled gently as he kissed his boyfriend. "I’m so happy Anthony. I want to cry because of how happy I am with you right now. I’ve secretly always wanted this. I love Zach, so much but not like that. Not like how I love you. That time I told you I lost my feelings for you was so hard to say because I didn’t mean it babe." Getting up to lay the boy on his back against the couch, Harry hovered over him and started to kiss him gently. "I’m so happy we can finally be together, were the same person and that’s why were so good for each other."
Finding out Harry actually had a good night’s sleep, Anthony smiled widely, “That’s so good to hear.” he said softly while being kissed. Hearing him say he was happy, Anthony bit his lip and rose a brow, “I want to cry because I’m so happy too.” he whispered back. His happiness slowly turning to shock as well, Anthony practically felt his mouth drop open, “I just- I always thought you loved him, that way, more than anything in the world. Even after you told me you loved me, I thought I was nothing compared to him.” he admitted quietly. Letting Harry lay him down, Anthony looked up at his boyfriend and smiled into their gentle kisses. Listening to him talk again, Anthony’s eyes started to well up. “I really am going to cry because I’m so happy.” he giggled sheepishly. “I never fucking thought I’d get to be with you, honestly never. It wasn’t even the last thing I ever expected to happen, because it wasn’t even on that list. I just thought you were completely out of my reach. And now you’re mine.”
"Fine" he whispered back at the boy. "Don’t get up." Looking at him as he kissed his neck, Harry smiled as he placed his hands under the boys bum and slowly got up. Holding Anthony as he got up, he walked them to the living room and plopped down on the couch. "Hi baby" he grinned as he ran his hand up and down the boys back. "I really liked waking up next to you." Placing his hands on the boys hips even though Anthony continued to lay on him, Harry took his other hand and slipped it into the boys messy hair. "How did you sleep?"
Feeling Harry’s hands slip under him, Anthony quickly wrapped his arms around the boy’s neck as he was carried over to the couch. Still clinging onto him, he smiled and pecked his lips, “I loved it.” he whispered back to him. Grinning as his hand went through his hair, he leaned forward to dig his face in Harry’s neck, “Really good, actually. You were so warm.” he mumbled while bringing both of his hands to the boy’s hair. Watching his hands as they played with his hair, he glanced down to the boy’s eyes and smiled softly, “What about you? Was it okay?”
Slowly waking up with the bright white shades lighting the room, Harry shook his head and rolled around. Rolling in to Anthony’s arm, he smiled and closed his eyes. Hoping not to wake him up, he furrowed his brows as he opened his eyes again. Kissing him slowly, he slid his arms under the boys and hugged him tight. Hugging him like he was a teddy bear, Harry nuzzled his face to the boys chest and inhaled. “Mmm, you smell good” he whispered as he slowly kissed at the skin. “Wake up boyfriend” he giggled as he gently pressed him to the bed. “Anth, wake up cutie. Lets go grab something to eat.”
Opening his eyes up slowly to Harry wrapped around him whispering things about getting something to eat, Anthony had to think a moment to realize he wasn’t dreaming. Blinking up at him a couple of times, he groaned and pushed the boy over so he could lay on him instead. Resting his head in the crook of his boyfriend’s neck, he gently nipped at the skin before dozing off again. Waking back up only seconds later, he giggled to himself and pulled back to look Harry in the eyes, “You’re like a sloth.” he teased, feeling his arms wrapped tightly around him again. Rolling onto their sides, he yawned and snuggled up close to him, “I want to eat but it’s so warm here. Please don’t make me get up.” he whispered against his cheek before pecking the skin. “Good morning, by the way.”
Looking his boyfriend in the eyes, Harry nodded and kissed him back. “I’m sorry if the next few weeks I’m depressed. Its not because I’m unhappy or I don’t love you. Its just going to be hard.” Laying down again, Harry closed his eyes and sighed. “I love you so much.” Cuddling against the pillow, Harry turned so Anthony could sit behind him. “Hold me tight baby so I can sleep. You’re so warm against my back.” Placing his hand over the boys arms Harry arched his back slowly as his head hung over the boys shoulder. “Wake me up if I’m snoring too loud or start crying in my sleep.”
Feeling his mood drop, Anthony nodded slowly and kissed Harry on the forehead, “It’s definitely okay. I’ll be here with you.” he whispered as they laid back down. Smiling softly, he crawled up behind the boy to spoon him. Wrapping his arm around Harry’s stomach, he sighed and kissed his neck, “Sleep tight, I love you.” he mumbled while gently rubbing his stomach. Spending a long time thinking about everything that had happened in the past two hours, he furrowed his eyebrows and felt his stomach flip and then churn. Eventually feeling Harry’s body get heavy in his arms, Anthony bit his lip and closed his eyes to sleep as well.
"Go freak out" he laughed as he closed his eyes and smiled. "Please baby, just go do your thing." Wanting to freak out too, Harry pushed him off playfully and rolled to his other side to start screaming into the pillow. Screaming for a long thirty seconds, he pulled away and handed him the pillow. "Your turn." Giggling as the boy did the same, Harry sat up and pulled him close. Kissing his lips he crawled into his lap and slowly sat down on him. "You’re my boyfriend" he whispered as he scooted closer to him. Still feeling hurt despite everything he pulled away and looked down to the boys chest. "This is so weird. I’ve been with him for three years, almost four. I thought we would grow old together."
Feeling his stomach fill with butterflies, Anthony pursed his lips to keep from smiling too wide, “Baby.” he repeated quietly as he was pushed away. Watching Harry roll over and stuff his face in a pillow to scream, he grinned widely and waited until he was done before he crawled over and did the same thing. Letting Harry get into his lap once he was done, Anthony kissed his lips quickly, “And you’re my boyfriend.” he mumbled into another kiss. Seeing the boy’s face drop a little, Anthony gently rubbed his back and pecked his cheek, “I know, and I’m so fucking sorry that you’re so sad right now. But everything will be fine, I promise.” Giving him another quick kiss, Anthony rubbed at his arms soothingly, “I love you.” Sitting quietly, he dug his face into Harry’s neck and kissed his skin, “You’re mine. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.”
"Please answer my question. D-did I make a mistake?" Looking at him he pulled him in close for a kiss. Rolling on top of him, Harry straddled his hips and pulled the warm covers over his head. Kissing him gently, he ran his fingers over the boys hair and cheeks. "Listen I don’t know whats going on, if Zach is keeping the house or staying there tonight. I have my card, I’ll pay for the room too so I can stay with you. I’m not going home tonight." Kissing him again, he pulled him closer and kissed him with more passion. "Your lips taste so good. I needed this so bad." Closing his eyes, Harry rest his head against the boys chest. "I want to try this out. Us dating. Only us…no side people. I want to be your actual boyfriend."
Letting Harry lay on top of him, Anthony watched as the blankets were pulled over their heads so they were underneath. Trying to adjust to the darkness to see Harry’s face as he sat on him, Anthony let his eyes close as he moved in to kiss him. Placing his hand over Harry’s as it rest on his cheek, Anthony nodded, “Yeah, please stay.” he whispered quickly before they kissed again. Letting himself relax, he kissed Harry deeper and sighed once they stopped. Holding him close as he lay on his chest, Anthony closed his eyes and tried not to smile. “Boyfriend.” he mumbled. “You want to be my boyfriend. When does this even happen? I don’t want to push you into anything, I want to give you as much time as you need.” Running a hand through Harry’s hair, he started to swirl a strand in his fingers, “This is fucking crazy. I need a few minutes to freak the fuck out, but I want to relax with you.”
"I didn’t fucking come here to rest" he whispered to himself. "I came here to make sure I was making the r-right decision. D-do you want to be with m-me?" Crying again he covered his eyes and slowly pulled away. Getting up slowly again, he wrapped his arm around the boys neck and pulled him down slowly. "Just stay with me and hold me. You’re the only person I want to talk to and see right now." Shoving his face against his neck, Harry kept his eyebrows furrowed. "You’re so warm. Its so cold out." Looking him in the eyes as he cupped his jaw, Harry let out a shaky sigh. "I love you so much Anthony."
Flinching again, Anthony nodded slowly and froze at his question. Not getting to answer before he was being hugged. Nodding into his neck while they lay together, Anthony breathed in slowly as he mumbled into his ear. Looking into Harry’s eyes, he swallowed hard and bit his lip, “I love you, too.” he said softly. Staying quiet for awhile, Anthony took a deep breath and shook his head, “Sorry for being so quiet, it’s just, my head’s going fucking nuts right now. I came here thinking I’d lost our friendship again, and now you’re here saying these things and- I’m about to lose my mind. You love me, and you- just you love me, and I can’t think.” he whispered. “Fuck, yes I want to be with you. Are you serious? You’re all I want and now I can have you. Just, what the fuck is that?” he choked as his eyes watered. “You actually want me.”