A/N: I wasn't expecting this to be so short, so I decided to put chapter 4 up as well. I'm sorry it is short, but I have most of them written down so I have the time to finish it and only worry about editing.

Summary: Draco knows he doesn't deserve Harry Potter as his boyfriend, yet he stayed. He has to suffer, and when he finally ends that suffering it gets worse...

Warnings: This is veryyyy gay. It's not got any smut, but the kissing is more detailed than I usually write it. It's also Drarry so… if you don't like it, this is not the fic for you. This is also veryyy sad...

Chapter 3: Never let you go

"Ron, What have you done?" Harry asked when he noticed Draco had disapparated then his voice raised "What have you done?"

"I-" Ron started.

"I don't want to hear it. You made him leave. He had already been insecure about that, and he's probably hurting so badly." Harry now was yelling, but not nearly as loud as Ron had.

"C'mon Ron.. let's go… I am so sorry Harry, I hope you find him." Hermione said before Ron could offer a retort.

Hermione apparated Ron out of there and Harry stared at the floor. The tears came flooding into his eyes, and he took a minute to just cry. He knew he needed to pull himself together, and find Draco. He just hoped he was okay.

When he pulled himself together, he apparated out of there and began searching. Harry searched many places. Apparating everywhere. Taking hours searching every single spot. It took him most of the night before he found Draco curled up in a ball, asleep, at their picnic spot.

Harry ran to him and held him close. Draco was shivering, and Harry transfigured a rock into a blanket. He wrapped it around both of them and clung to Draco like he was a life line.

Draco began to stir but Harry whispered into his ear that it was going to be okay, and he should really go back to sleep. Harry kissed his lips light enough to not wake him. Harry removed his glasses before drifting off to sleep with Draco in his arms.

Harry awoke to a pair of soft lips pressed upon his. He was groggy from sleep, but when they pulled back he grabbed a pale arm. He yanked it closer and hugged a warm body closer to his chest.

"Harry… let me leave." A voice called out as the body squirmed.

Harry opened his eyes, and reached for his glasses which he had left on the grass. He placed them on his face.

"Nope." Harry said with a laugh "I'm never going to let you go!"

"You'll have to eventually…" Draco huffed.

Harry kissed Draco's neck and shook his head no. Draco huffed impatiently, so Harry loosened his grip on him so Draco could turn over. Harry kissed Draco.

"We need to talk…" Draco said in between kisses.

"What is there to talk about?" Harry asked.

"Like how you're going to apologize to Weasley for whatever you said and break up with me." Draco said.

"That is not happening!" Harry huffed and then began kissing Draco again.

He didn't want Draco to feel so insecure. He wanted to keep Draco forever, and that's what was going to happen. If Draco even attempted to break up with Harry, he'd force him to stay. He knew that Draco wanted him.

"But Harry-" Draco started, but Harry broke his words off with a kiss.

Harry practically attacked Draco's mouth. That shut Draco up. He kissed Harry back with the same fierceness. It felt like it lasted forever. When they finally pulled away Harry asked how Draco felt.

"Thoroughly snogged…" Draco replied simply.

"You do realise you're never going to get rid of me, right?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, you're gonna throw me away like rubbish when you realise that I am rubbish." Draco replied bitterly.

"Are you saying I'm in love with rubbish?" Harry said in a teasing tone.

"I wouldn't put it past you if you fell in love with rubbish." Draco said with a laugh.

"Draco, you're the best boyfriend a bloke could ask for. I love you so much!" Harry exclaimed truthfully.

"And I love you too much."

"Is that even possible?"

"Yes… you have no idea how bad I've got it for you…"

"Well, I'm happy to be loved, Draco, but it's not a bad thing."

"Just know I love you when I say we should break up…"

"No. We are not ending this. I'm not giving up just because Ron isn't too happy about the idea at first. He will come around eventually, and even if he didn't the fact he hurt you makes me never want to be his friend. He shouldn't tell me who I should date. And Draco, if this is your way of telling me you don't want me, there are better ways to do it."

That's when Draco's beautiful silver eyes went dull. A pearly tear fell down from one of those eyes.

"Did I make you think I don't want you? I'm so sorry Harry… I just have so many insecurities and sometimes I feel like you're too good to be true… I feel like I'm…" Draco stopped talking abruptly.

"What do you feel like?" Harry asked sympathetically.

"I feel like I'm stealing this happiness I get from being around you… I don't deserve you and I never have."

"Stop telling yourself that!" Harry yelled "Your bloody amazing and the best thing that ever happened to me, and the fact you don't know that is heartbreaking! You're my everything, when will you see?"

Draco shivered at the yelling and Harry calmed himself down. He caressed Draco's cheek, and lifted his chin. Harry leaned in and pressed their lips together for a kiss.

"I believed for a second I had already lost you…" Draco breathed out after they pulled away.

"Darling, you could never lose me. Unfortunately for you I'm obsessed with you." Harry said with a laugh.

"Darling?"

"Well, I've wanted to have pet names for each other. I was just trying it out. Sweetie?"

"Darling was better, babe."

"No that doesn't work either… What about…" Then Harry had a brilliant idea "We use insults as pet names!"

Draco burst into laughter at that and Harry grinned broadly.

"Okay, Git." Draco said then laughed even more.

"The crazy thing is… that actually works... you prat."

"Insults are our love language," Draco agreed with a chuckle.

"So, when we're fighting in public, we're really telling eachother how badly we wanna push each other against the wall and snog the living daylights out of each other."

"Pretty much."

Harry pecked Draco's cheek, and rested his head on Draco's shoulder. Draco's arm wrapped around Harry's waist. Harry could stay here forever, just with Draco.

That's all he wanted. All he ever needed. Harry had searched for so long to find the purpose of life, but now he realised, love. Life was having a good time, and loving others before death. Draco, it would seem, was Harry's purpose.

"I love you so much…" Harry breathed.

Draco answered simply by turning his head towards Harry's and leaning in, Harry met him halfway and their lips pressed together. Lightly at first, but then they pressed them together harder.

Harry loved the feel of Draco's soft but firm lips pressed against his. He licked Draco's lips asking for entry into his mouth, and Draco obliged with a hum. Their saliva mixed and it was like heaven. Harry could taste mint and apples, and something completely unique to Draco. Harry sighed when they finally pulled away.

"I can never get used to that. You're so perfect." Draco sighed.

"Of course I am, you have the best tastes in practically everything." Harry pointed out.

"I am flattered," Draco swooned, and Harry giggled.

They both burst into laughter, mock-flirting in between bouts of laughter. When they calmed down they discussed quidditch and such, but were interrupted by a silver seal gliding down.

"Harry, Ron has finally calmed down and wishes to apologize. Could you apparate to our flat with Draco?" Hermione's voice asked.

Draco stiffened next to Harry. Harry gave him a weak smile before sending back his silver stag telling her they would be there in a few minutes.

"Are you going to be alright Draco?" Harry asked, concerned.

"I'll be fine…" Draco said unconvincingly.

Harry raised his eyebrows but decided against pressuring Draco to tell him what was wrong. Instead Harry hugged Draco as he apparated to Hermione and Ron's flat.