A Step Away From Falling ➸ h.s. [Needs Editing]

Chapter 8: Idiot

Helen's POV

As my body and mind got lifted away from dreamland, I felt myself surrounded by an unknown yet cozy warmth. 

I couldn't shake away the sensation of bare skin pressed against my back. The thought was alarming enough to wake me up completely and I fluttered my eyes open.

Now that I was at least half awake, the first thing that I noticed was a pair of strong arms holding me. 

I didn't dare move a muscle in my stiff body because I was right about the bare skin; Harry was shirtless and he must have cuddled me in his drunken sleep. 

I could feel his hot breath; it was fanning the back of my neck and sending a light wave of goosebumps down my arms.

I noted his broad chest moving slowly, his breathing deep and natural. He was very much asleep.

What do I do now? I questioned myself.

My mind was telling me that I should get the hell out of there, reasoning that this would only result on hurting me further more in the long run. But my stupid but hopeful heart told me that I wouldn't have another moment like this and I should enjoy it, at least while it lasted.

I glanced slowly over at Harry's clock that stood on his bedside table and saw the glow of the numbers that read 7:03AM.

And that's when my heart won.

With the decision made, I snuggled closer to Harry's warm body and his arms tightened around me unconsciously in his sleep. Not long after, I felt as he buried his head on the crook of my neck.

Oh crap.

Harry's POV 

I woke up slowly from a blissful dream just to find my best friend, Helen, fast asleep in my arms. Her body fit mine like a piece of the same puzzle, the thought made me smile.

The smile I was wearing turned quickly into a wide grin once I noticed her slightly messy bed-hair. Out of pure impulse -something that has been happening a lot lately- and without thinking, I placed a kiss on her bare shoulder.

I felt her smaller figure shudder under the soft touch of my lips. This only urged me to continue leaving a trail of tender kisses up her shoulder and onto her neck.

With this, she finally woke up, but still took her sweet time turning around to face me.

I grinned down at her and she gave me a sleepy yet slightly confused look.

Without any type of explanation or indication of what I was doing, I leaned closer to her and kissed her lips softly; an action that she hesitantly responded to.

For that moment, I shut off my brain and with it, the ability to think or wonder what the hell I am doing. Instead, I let my instincts drive me and I couldn't stop myself from rubbing my tongue on her button lip seeking for entrance; she granted me access and I slipped my tongue inside to meet with hers.

When we both had gotten really into the now passionate kiss, I pushed myself on top of her, straddling her hips; all this without unlinking my mouth from hers, almost as if it were our lifeline.

The kissing session started getting more heated and I felt the warmth left behind by her hands that were traveling down my back in a smooth stroke, causing me to moan in the kiss.

"I want you so bad" I murmured against her mouth.

"Not more than I have ever wanted you" she replied softly, interrupting our kiss for only a brief moment before continuing with it.