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I Dont Want The World I Want You! Part 5 – Conclusion. free porn video
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When Harry woke up he was in a hospital bed. He felt confused and he didn’t have a clue why he was in hospital. He looked around the room. It was white and green, the same as all hospitals are. He looked to his right to find a window. That’s when he realised that it was night time. How late? He didn’t know but it was dark outside. His neck hurt when he rolled his head to the left to see Adam on the big, tatty brown chair next to the bed. He was sleeping like an angel. He looked adorable, with his head tilted to one side like a puppy dog. Harry decided not to wake him. He looked peaceful. He noticed on the wall behind where Adam was sat, there was a small white clock. It was 5.34am. That explained why it was so quiet and why there didn’t seem to be anyone around.
A few more minutes passed while Harry happily looked on while his loyal boyfriend snoozed peacefully at his bed side. Then, just as Harry was about to turn away so he could try to sit himself up in the uncomfortable bed, Adam’s eyes started to twitch. Gradually he came too and saw Harry’s battered, bruised face looking back at him. When Adam realised what that meant, his eyes shot open and a grateful, relieved smile stretched across his face.
“Hi there sleepy head” Harry spoke.
“How are you feeling?” Adam asked, getting to the point.
“Sore” Harry answered simply and truthfully. “What happened?”
“You don’t remember?” Adam responded baffled by the response to his question.
“No” came another straightforward answer.
“Well, I don’t know exactly what happened, but you were in a car crash, a pretty bad one.”
“Oh,” Harry exclaimed, confused as to how he could forget something that serious, “when?” was all he could think to ask.
“A couple of days ago” Adam answered with a worried expression. He was bothered by the fact Harry couldn’t remember. Did that mean there was something wrong with him?
“Days!” Harry said, startled.
“Mhmm, you’ve been unconscious for a while”.
“You don’t say! What day is it?”
“It’s Tuesday now, early, but it’s Tuesday. The 7th. It’s James’ birthday today. Remember?” Adam asked, testing Harry’s memory.
“Shit! Does he know about all this?”
“Yeah, I called him last night and told him all about it. He said he would stop by later if he wasn’t busy but it’s his birthday so he probably will be busy.”
“Aww man, why does it always happen to me? And I got him a really cool present too.”
“I know babe. I saw it, he’ll love it, he’s always wanted a silver necklace.”
Adam got the confirmation that he remembered at least something from the past few days when Harry responded “Yeah that’s what I thought on Sunday. The gift shop was rubbish so I went to the Jewellery store instead”.
Then, as he thought about Adam finding the necklace, he remembered about the bag with the box inside it. He looked abruptly at his boyfriend and uttered cautiously, “did you find anything else when you saw the necklace?”.
“Yes. I saw the bag, and the note. It all made sense when I read that. I knew why you wanted me to come home. It’s a big deal isn’t it?” Adam responded.
When he heard that, Harry remembered a little bit more. The text messages came flooding back into his head, filling in a little bit more of the jigsaw puzzle, repainting the blank area of the picture between getting home that Sunday evening and Waking up in Hospital.
“I haven’t opened it yet by the way!” Adam pointed out.
“Oh,” Harry said, more interested in what happened after the text messages, “So how did you get home?” He asked, he was plainly confused and Adam could see him trying to work it all out.
Adam did his best to help him build up a fuller picture answering; “You were going to pick me up.” He paused briefly before continuing, “But I got worried after about an hour. You said twenty minutes so I tried to call you but your phone just kept ringing and…” Adam stopped.
He turned away as he started to break down. Tears started forming in his eyes as he thought about what would have been happening at the other end of the phone line. How Harry would have been sat there unconscious in the ruined car as the phone rang pointlessly on the seat next to him. He tried to hide his emotion but it was no use. He stood up and ran out of the room with his head in his hands, crying his heart out.
Harry watched as the man he loved disappeared through the hospital doors. He too began to cry, feeling bad for putting Adam through all of this. It was times like this when Harry realised just how much Adam meant to him. He would do anything for that man. He would go to the edge of the world and back, he would steal, lie and cheat for him if he wanted him too. He would even die for him. That’s how much he loved the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. And that’s when it hit him right in the face. The package didn’t matter at all. He had been stupid. It was a potentially life changing answer which had the potential to help Harry achieve his dream of becoming a professional song writer. However, what Harry had previously failed to realise was that no matter what answer he got from the package. Whether it was the invitation and keys to Harry and Adam’s dream life in America, or whether it was something else. What he was only just beginning to realise as the memories of the horrible accident slowly and gradually flooded back into his head, was that the most important thing, was that they had each other. His real dream wasn’t to be rich and famous. He didn’t really care about fancy cars, big expensive houses and massive showy yachts. His real dream was to spend the rest of his life with the man he loved with all his heart.
When Adam came back into the room a few minutes later, he was glad to see a smile on Harry’s face. It made him happy to see him smiling again.
“I remembered.” Harry said, opting for a simple sentence once again.
“All of it?” Adam questioned.
“All of it.” Harry answered.
“So what now? Shall we open the package?” Adam asked, thinking that’s what the next thing on Harry’s mind would be.
“No.” Harry replied.
“No? But this means the world to you doesn’t it?” Adam responded, baffled once more by what had escaped his boyfriend’s lips.
“It did, but it doesn’t any more. You know why?”
“No not really. Why?”
“Because although that means the world, I’ve realised something which I should have realised a long time ago.” Harry stated.
“And what’s that?” Adam asked, still puzzled.
“I don’t want the world, I want you!”.
Adam’s heart melted at that moment. For the first time in as long as he could remember, he was speechless. He really didn’t know how to respond. A solitary tear flowed gracefully down his soft cheek as a familiar smile stretched across his handsome face. Nothing more needed to be said. Their relationship was renewed. Adam knelt down beside the hospital bed and he and Harry embraced tenderly. They were happy, and that’s what really mattered. No amount of bickering, no amount of money and no amount of pain could get in the way of the happiness that Harry and Adam felt at that moment. They would open the box eventually and maybe their lives would change drastically when they did, but no matter what was going to happen later that Tuesday, they were in love, and they were happy in each other’s arms.
The End.
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Thank you for reading “I Don’t Want the World, I Want You!”. We have reached the end of another journey. I hope you have enjoyed reading about Adam and Harry and what they’ve gotten up to. I have to admit though, that I wasn’t entirely happy with this story, so I decided to end it the short way and turn it into a 5 part story. :) I have started work now on my next story and I’m already much happier with the way that one is going. It doesn’t have a name yet but remember to keep an eye out for it! I have a good feeling about it and I’m sure you will enjoy it. And I’ll try not to have the next one end in a hospital haha!
As always, comments, ratings and reviews are greatly appreciated. Thank you again for reading! See you again soon. :)
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When Harry woke up he was in a hospital bed. He felt confused and he didn’t have a clue why he was in hospital. He looked around the room. It was white and green, the same as all hospitals are. He looked to his right to find a window. That’s when he realised that it was night time. How late? He didn’t know but it was dark outside. His neck hurt when he rolled his head to the left to see Adam on the big, tatty brown chair next to the bed. He was sleeping like an angel. He looked adorable, with his head tilted to one side like a puppy dog. Harry decided not to wake him. He looked peaceful. He noticed on the wall behind where Adam was sat, there was a small white clock. It was 5.34am. That explained why it was so quiet and why there didn’t seem to be anyone around.
A few more minutes passed while Harry happily looked on while his loyal boyfriend snoozed peacefully at his bed side. Then, just as Harry was about to turn away so he could try to sit himself up in the uncomfortable bed, Adam’s eyes started to twitch. Gradually he came too and saw Harry’s battered, bruised face looking back at him. When Adam realised what that meant, his eyes shot open and a grateful, relieved smile stretched across his face.
“Hi there sleepy head” Harry spoke.
“How are you feeling?” Adam asked, getting to the point.
“Sore” Harry answered simply and truthfully. “What happened?”
“You don’t remember?” Adam responded baffled by the response to his question.
“No” came another straightforward answer.
“Well, I don’t know exactly what happened, but you were in a car crash, a pretty bad one.”
“Oh,” Harry exclaimed, confused as to how he could forget something that serious, “when?” was all he could think to ask.
“A couple of days ago” Adam answered with a worried expression. He was bothered by the fact Harry couldn’t remember. Did that mean there was something wrong with him?
“Days!” Harry said, startled.
“Mhmm, you’ve been unconscious for a while”.
“You don’t say! What day is it?”
“It’s Tuesday now, early, but it’s Tuesday. The 7th. It’s James’ birthday today. Remember?” Adam asked, testing Harry’s memory.
“Shit! Does he know about all this?”
“Yeah, I called him last night and told him all about it. He said he would stop by later if he wasn’t busy but it’s his birthday so he probably will be busy.”
“Aww man, why does it always happen to me? And I got him a really cool present too.”
“I know babe. I saw it, he’ll love it, he’s always wanted a silver necklace.”
Adam got the confirmation that he remembered at least something from the past few days when Harry responded “Yeah that’s what I thought on Sunday. The gift shop was rubbish so I went to the Jewellery store instead”.
Then, as he thought about Adam finding the necklace, he remembered about the bag with the box inside it. He looked abruptly at his boyfriend and uttered cautiously, “did you find anything else when you saw the necklace?”.
“Yes. I saw the bag, and the note. It all made sense when I read that. I knew why you wanted me to come home. It’s a big deal isn’t it?” Adam responded.
When he heard that, Harry remembered a little bit more. The text messages came flooding back into his head, filling in a little bit more of the jigsaw puzzle, repainting the blank area of the picture between getting home that Sunday evening and Waking up in Hospital.
“I haven’t opened it yet by the way!” Adam pointed out.
“Oh,” Harry said, more interested in what happened after the text messages, “So how did you get home?” He asked, he was plainly confused and Adam could see him trying to work it all out.
Adam did his best to help him build up a fuller picture answering; “You were going to pick me up.” He paused briefly before continuing, “But I got worried after about an hour. You said twenty minutes so I tried to call you but your phone just kept ringing and…” Adam stopped.
He turned away as he started to break down. Tears started forming in his eyes as he thought about what would have been happening at the other end of the phone line. How Harry would have been sat there unconscious in the ruined car as the phone rang pointlessly on the seat next to him. He tried to hide his emotion but it was no use. He stood up and ran out of the room with his head in his hands, crying his heart out.
Harry watched as the man he loved disappeared through the hospital doors. He too began to cry, feeling bad for putting Adam through all of this. It was times like this when Harry realised just how much Adam meant to him. He would do anything for that man. He would go to the edge of the world and back, he would steal, lie and cheat for him if he wanted him too. He would even die for him. That’s how much he loved the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. And that’s when it hit him right in the face. The package didn’t matter at all. He had been stupid. It was a potentially life changing answer which had the potential to help Harry achieve his dream of becoming a professional song writer. However, what Harry had previously failed to realise was that no matter what answer he got from the package. Whether it was the invitation and keys to Harry and Adam’s dream life in America, or whether it was something else. What he was only just beginning to realise as the memories of the horrible accident slowly and gradually flooded back into his head, was that the most important thing, was that they had each other. His real dream wasn’t to be rich and famous. He didn’t really care about fancy cars, big expensive houses and massive showy yachts. His real dream was to spend the rest of his life with the man he loved with all his heart.
When Adam came back into the room a few minutes later, he was glad to see a smile on Harry’s face. It made him happy to see him smiling again.
“I remembered.” Harry said, opting for a simple sentence once again.
“All of it?” Adam questioned.
“All of it.” Harry answered.
“So what now? Shall we open the package?” Adam asked, thinking that’s what the next thing on Harry’s mind would be.
“No.” Harry replied.
“No? But this means the world to you doesn’t it?” Adam responded, baffled once more by what had escaped his boyfriend’s lips.
“It did, but it doesn’t any more. You know why?”
“No not really. Why?”
“Because although that means the world, I’ve realised something which I should have realised a long time ago.” Harry stated.
“And what’s that?” Adam asked, still puzzled.
“I don’t want the world, I want you!”.
Adam’s heart melted at that moment. For the first time in as long as he could remember, he was speechless. He really didn’t know how to respond. A solitary tear flowed gracefully down his soft cheek as a familiar smile stretched across his handsome face. Nothing more needed to be said. Their relationship was renewed. Adam knelt down beside the hospital bed and he and Harry embraced tenderly. They were happy, and that’s what really mattered. No amount of bickering, no amount of money and no amount of pain could get in the way of the happiness that Harry and Adam felt at that moment. They would open the box eventually and maybe their lives would change drastically when they did, but no matter what was going to happen later that Tuesday, they were in love, and they were happy in each other’s arms.
The End.
***
Thank you for reading “I Don’t Want the World, I Want You!”. We have reached the end of another journey. I hope you have enjoyed reading about Adam and Harry and what they’ve gotten up to. I have to admit though, that I wasn’t entirely happy with this story, so I decided to end it the short way and turn it into a 5 part story. :) I have started work now on my next story and I’m already much happier with the way that one is going. It doesn’t have a name yet but remember to keep an eye out for it! I have a good feeling about it and I’m sure you will enjoy it. And I’ll try not to have the next one end in a hospital haha!
As always, comments, ratings and reviews are greatly appreciated. Thank you again for reading! See you again soon. :)
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