Aphrodite // H.S. (Mature)

VIII

It's been about four days since I've seen or talked to Harry. I don't want to seem clingy or obsessive so I've been trying to give him space but he's all I've been able to think about. It was almost noon on Sunday when I woke up and by then he had already left the house. Since then I've not received a single text, although it's not like we've ever actually had a conversation over text but with what we've been doing lately I was kind of hoping for some sort of reaching out on his part.

I walked home with Lauren but instead of going to her house, I decided just to go back to mine. The day felt like it took too long to end and all I really felt like doing at the moment was sleeping.

I got home and went straight to my room, changed into comfortable clothes, and plopped down onto my bed. Pretty soon I'm not going to be able to walk to and from school anymore because winter is only a couple months away. I'm not sure what I'll do, maybe Lauren will drive us or maybe Harry. No, I doubt that he would want to everyday.

My phone vibrated from my jacket pocket on the other side of the room so I ignored it. I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep until I heard it go off again. I groaned knowing that it could be my mom but I honestly hope its Harry.

I slowly dragged myself from bed and grabbed it out of my jacket pocket to see it was who I was hoping for. Just seeing his name appear gave me butterflies and the fact that he sent two messages.

From Harry: I was hoping I'd see you after school but you didn't come, it's been a while don't you think? Is there anyway we can meet up tonight at anytime?

From Harry: ;)

I thought about it and there honestly wasn't. I didn't have a window where he could sneak in through like movies or books either. It's only a little after three now and my mom doesn't get home until five usually. I guess now would have to do.

To Harry: If you come to my house now, but you'd have to leave before 5.

From Harry: Great, I'll be over in a few.

I looked around my room to see if there was anything potentially embarrassing that I need to put away and came up with only the stuffed animal I had gotten as a gift for valentines day from my dad last year. I quickly chucked that into my closet and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look all that bad, my hair was a little messy so I ran my fingers through it and then brushed my teeth.

A sat in the living room waiting and it was only about five minutes when I heard a knock at the door. I got butterflies again as I walked to the door. I opened it up revealing Harry in workout clothes.

"Hey, come in." I smiled. He smiled back and walked through the door. "Is it just you home?" He asked looking around the living room. He's been here a few times to drop me off or pick me up but he's never actually been inside. "Yeah, usually is during the day." He just nodded his head in response. I lead him up to my room and shut the door behind us. I sat on my bed as he walked around the room looking at everything.

He came up to me at the side of the bed and stood in between my legs. "You look nice." He complimented as his hands brushed down my arms. "Yeah, okay." I let out a breathy laugh. "I'm serious, you look good and you don't even try." He pushes me back so he can get on top of me.

"I don't believe you but thank you." I don't get why he's being so sweet with me, I was half expecting him to shove me against the wall as soon as I opened the door. "You should believe it." Was all he said before he started to kiss me. I felt him push his tongue into my mouth and it drove me insane how slow we were going. He slowly started to grind into me driving me crazy. He hands pulled at my shirt so I let him take it off me. I unzipped his sweater so he could take it off and pull his tank top off and then reconnected our lips. We were both starting to get a little more rough with our actions but I didn't mind.