Shades Of Styles

New Roommate Part 2

"So, Harry" I say as we get all the boxes into his truck. "Why did you want to start looking for a new roommate" 
"Cause my old ones were my parents. I'm 21, I shouldn't be living with my parents but then again...I shouldn't be living with sexy girl either" he winks at me. 
"Well you won't. You'll be living with me" I smirk. 
"Oh, I see what you did there" he shakes his pointer finger at me. "And you are cute" he laughs. 
"Harry...don't flirt now. This a completely plutonic relationship" I tell him but I actually want him to keep flirting. He smirks and picks up the last few boxes. 
"You obviously like me, who invites a guy to live with them they barley know on the first day." he shrugs. 
"I do" 
"Thats not very smart" he shakes his head. 
"No but I trust you"
"I could be a serial killer" he says as we get in the front of his car. 
"Are you?" I ask. 
"I wouldn't tell you"
"So you are"
"No."
"Then I'm not worried" I shrug.
"I could be a rapist" 
"Are you?" 
"No" 
"Harry...you seem like a genuinly nice guy, I trust that were going to get closer and learn much more about each other" 
"If I'm a nice guy then why don't you like me?" he asks. 
"I do..." I nod. 
"Like...how much" he raises his eyebrow and looks at me. 
"Enough to let you move in with me" I smile and he looks back at the road. "Harry, you can't expect me to fall in love with you right away"
"You let me move in with you right away"
"Thats only because you are cute" I say and then freeze. Did I seriously just say that out loud. 
"What?" he laughs. 
"Nothing" I shake my head looking out to the road. 
"You called me cute" he chuckles. 
"No-No I didn't." I shake my head again. 
"You think I'm cute" 
"Nope"
"Yes you do...I think you're cute too" he nudges me and I blush. "Oh is that a blush" he pokes my cheek. 
"Harry!" I laugh and snatch his hand. He smiles at our hands grasping each other. He moves his hand so that his is holding mine and squeezes. "Harry.." I sigh and wiggle my hand out of his. "I see you as a friend..thats it"
"You just said you liked me!" he shouts with a smile. 
"Yeah I know which is why I should only see you as a friend. If we date and live together that could end badly" 
"What?" 
"If we date and live together Harry...we could break up and then you would have to move out because it would be awkward" 
"What makes you think we would break up?" he scoffs. 
"Every possibilty in the world is running through my mind right now" 
"Name 2" he glares. 
"You cheat-" 
"Cheat? You think I would cheat on you" 
"Well I wouldn't cheat on you" 
"So neither of us would cheat...mark that off your little list" he bites his lip and smiles at his success. 
"Okay...one of us gets sick of the other" 
"I don't think I could ever get sick of staring at that pretty face" he nudges my chin. 
"Then you could look at it as my friend" I push his hand away from my chin. 
"I will get you to want to be with me by tonight. I promise you" 
"I'm so sure" I roll my eyes. 

When we get inside he pulls me to the counter by my waist. 
"If we weren't dating I couldn't do this..." he smiles running his finger across my cheek making me get goosebumps. 
"Or this" he leans in, our lips just barley touching. He grazes his lips across my cheek and breathes. His hot breath on my face making me quiver under his large hands on my cheeks. 
"Or even this" one of his hands slide down to grab my bum making me flinch under it. 
"Harry" I breath and try to move but he holds me. 
"Give me a chance...what is stopping you...stopping us" he says our noses touching. 
"You are Harry" 
"What?" 
"I'm so afraid of getting my heart broken by you that I don't want to be with you...my brain is stopping my heart cause it knows what will happen" 
"What will happen" 
"You seem like the kind of guy to walk in and out of a girls life without a care in the world. I feel like I would just be there whenever you wanted me there" I shrug. 
"No...I want to be with you. Like with you, with you. I want this everyday." he looks between us and smiles. 
"You just met me" 
"I know enough about you to know I want you" 
"I could be a serial killer" I smirk, mocking him from earlier. 
"Or a rapist" he smirks back and I look down at his hands on my cheek. 
"But I'm not" I shake my head. 
"But you're not" he repeats me. "Sooo?" he questions. 
"Just...kiss me" I sigh shaking my head again and he kisses me. I've been wanting this since I met him this morning and its wonderful.