The Heart Brings You Back // Harrison&Laurie
The door swung open. He could not believe the effect this woman still had on him after all these years. He wasn’t too fond of all the romantic cliches but right there and then, when his eyes met hers, he swore his heart skipped a beat. Or two. He still felt exactly the same as he did during their first kiss, the say way he felt during their wedding. She was beautiful, she was love, she was family, she was… his. Her arms around him were the most comforting embrace he could imagine. If there had been even a slight possibility he had imagined her taking him back, this was proof she wanted him here. And there was no place he’d rather be.
He wrapped his arms around her, closing his eyes and inhaling her scent. Her familiar perfume calming him, he was home. For that moment, it didn’t matter where they were - be it the North Pole, Mars or even Egypt. She was his home and he’d always go back to her, time and time again. Truth was, he had been so absolutely busy that past week, he barely had time to breathe and when he did, he was constantly reaching for his phone, his thumb hovering over her number. Something had always distracted him. He had wanted to apologize again. Their marriage, it was not something he was ready to let go of. Not now and not… ever.
He exhaled, calm. He pulled back just enough to be able to look at her, one hand brushing a stray strand of hair out of her face. “Hon…” He trailed off, the smallest smile tugging at the corner of his lips. His love was something he could write sonnets about - if he could write sonnets that is (as of now he was reduced to poorly constructed romantic text messages on the occasion). “I don’t want to fight. I don’t want to wake up without you.. unless you’re downstairs making coffee.”
Laurie's love for Harrison wasn't something she could even express the way he did. It came to him easily and he was almost like Shakespeare. The fact that Laurie wasn't the way she used to be with her emotions was such an extreme factor of her depression that she damn near lost him. Did she think she and Harrison would get a divorce? No. But she wouldn't have blamed him for giving up on her. All the fights, all the yelling, all the crying. In the end, he just...stopped. Stopped fighting. Stopped trying. He walked out on her and it took that one simple action for Laurie to seriously sit and reassess her motives. Harrison was her heart, pure and simple. He was the rhythm, he was every single thing she had that was beautiful about this life and she had to sit him down and tell him the truth. Laurie had to tell her husband that she wasn't in her right mind. That she needed help.
Drawing back from the hug, she felt the sting of tears in her eyes and instinctively lifted her hands to hide them from her husband. "God, I'm such a mess." Finally able to glance up at her husband, she sighed softly before leaning forward and placing her head against his chest. "Same here. I-I'm tired of fighting with you. I don't want that anyway. I just want us to move forward. I want us to be okay again." That would take work. It would definitely take time as well but first, Laurie had to talk to her husband. "Come into the house. Come on. We're probably giving the neighbors something to gossip about." Her resulting smile was watery but the enthusiasm to have him home was real. The power of how much she wanted to make him understand was overwhelming. Turning away from Harrison, she took his hand in hers and pulled him gently into their home.
