By Chance

42 - Genevieve

We were currently 45 minutes into the movie, enjoying the quietness and isolation of the basement. I've had many movie nights with the family down here, which made the whole space filled with memories that I don't think I'd be able to get out of my head if Harry and I were about to get down on the white leather couch that I had sat on while screaming with Nikki when the boys had picked a horror movie to watch or rolling my eyes at Dom when he'd mimic us. The whole area was homey. It was a finished basement of course, very finished, in fact. It had a loaded bar (of course), a mini kitchen, and a workout area that I had used many times, not to mention a pool table, along with ones for ping pong and foosball.

I continued to lay my head on Harry's shoulder, my arms holding his waist tighter in my grasp as I nuzzled myself farther into his side. His arm wrapped around my back as his head leaned on the top of mine, giving it a kiss every now and then while he rubbed my back. It was times like these that made me wish I was here more than I was.

"Hey," he spoke, lifting his head to look at me. I turned mine, facing him.

"Yeah?"

"About earlier...I didn't want to pressure you, but I thought we could maybe talk about it."

I sighed.

"Maybe after the movie, okay?" I asked quietly. I heard him exhale in a way that wasn't super pleased with my response.

Another 45 passed and the credits were rolling. I knew it was coming sooner rather than later so I prepared myself for the ready. I wasn't going to start the conversation first. He had tried multiple times so it wasn't like I thought he was too scared to. I was the one that was too scared.

I heard him grunt, turning to face me.

"Okay, now, are you ready?" he asked with pleading eyes that I immediately felt guilty about. If I had kept myself together earlier or been a better actress we wouldn't be in this mess. I sighed.

"No, but I'll survive."

"Okay...so what was all that earlier? You said it was nothing I had done but I'm not sure if you're being a hundred percent honest with me."

"When have I ever lied to you, Harry?"

It took him a moment to answer.

"Exactly. I've never lied to you. I've also never given you any reason not to trust me, I might add-"

"I know but-"

I gave him a look, interrupting him. Now I was annoyed.

"If you wanted to hear what I have to say you have to stop talking first," I warned playfully, hoping my beginning stages of annoyance wouldn't show through. Like I said, I'm not much of an actress. By him pressing his tongue against the inside his cheek, I figured he could tell.

"Basically, it was my first time. I was freaked. I didn't know what was happening and I don't think I rushed into things but-"
"Rushed into things? Gen, I made sure multiple times that you were ready-"

"I know, and I wasn't pinning it on you."

We were only minutes into the conversation and were already starting to feel the tension, and not the good kind of tension where I was wondering when he'd just stop interrupting me with words and kiss me instead, but the kind where I was waiting for one of us to start screaming.

"I just said I don't think I rushed into things," I paused, sighing. "I just think that I got in a little over my head and I brushed it off when I shouldn't have..."

"Well, you seemed alright when you were moaning my name and telling me to go faster-"

"I never said I didn't like the sex. The sex was great, okay! That's not the issue here," I paused, my thoughts scrambling together as I tried to keep my voice semi-quiet. "The issue is that I don't know if I was ready or not."