kilby girl [hs]

chapter 6

levi kilby

Our lips finally break apart, my eyes flicker open to see him looking down at me. The remnants of a small smile still littering his face.

Heat begins to rise up my cheeks as we keep eye contact, his lips part slowly before he closes his mouth again. As if he wanted to say something but decided against it.

Comfortable silence wavers between us as we stand completely entranced by one another while the rain pelts down around us.

"No need to apologise, Harry." I whisper, seeing little droplets of rain trickle down his skin.

The remnants of that past smile piece themselves together forming a small grin before he dips down to kiss my lips once more. Squeezing his hands to my waist I follow suit wrapping my arms around his neck as our lips mold together.

At the sound of a car honking I pull my lips from his to be blinded by the bright lights of a car. Lifting my hand to shield my eyes the driver honks again.

Looking around there are multiple people in the car park trying to drive away and get home due to the rain. And we were blocking their way. Well, That's a little embarrassing.

Dropping my hands from his shoulders I grip Harry's hand tugging him towards his car, keeping my head down and eyes glued to my shoes.

"Sorry!" Harry shouts apologetically by waving at the quickly filling up car park, amusement coating his words.

Reaching in front of me Harry opens the car door letting me slip into the car before quickly walking to his side to get in. I can tell he is a little embarrassed that he kissed me in front of all those people, his cheeks sharing a red tint between them.

Harry quickly pulls out of the parking spot, turning on the radio as he does so, allowing the music to play softly in the background. Turning onto the main road he drums his finger against the steering wheel, a habit I've noticed.

The sounds of our breaths float in the air, silence drifting between us. I stare ahead at the winding road, Harry's sneaking glances can be caught in the corner of my eye. He has a small grin on his face as he's trying not to laugh at what just took place.

"Hey, could you get my lighter out of the glove box?" Harry asks me flickering his eyes between me and the road, "It's pink"

I whip my head to him. "Harry Styles is a smoker?" I laugh, turning myself round in the seat to dig through the glove compartment. Finally finding a light pink lighter among the many gum wrappers and a few guitar picks, I hand it to him.

"How do you think I get this sexy voice?" He smirks with a laugh soon following as he lifts his hips up from the seat to pull out a box of cigarettes from his back pocket before placing one between his lips.

"Hey could you do me a favour?" He flicks his eyes towards me then back at the road. One hand on the wheel and the other is spinning the lighter between his thumb and index finger.

"Yeah, sure, what'd you need?"

"Light this for me?" He hands me the pink lighter, flicks the cigarette to the side of his mouth and leans closer to me.

My eyes dart between the lighter, the cigarette hanging from his lips and his eyes. He must have noticed my slight staring as the corners of his mouth curve up at my silence.

Is it hot in here because it feels really hot

Blinking a few times, I peel my eyes away from his lips and down to the lighter.

I pull my finger back on the spark wheel and watch as the small flame dances before bringing it up to the cigarette hanging from his lips.

He rolls the window a bit due to the rain, making the smell of the smoke more prominent. I cringe at the smell of it.