Rich H.S

Part 28

There was something about kissing Harry that made you feel like everything would be okay. A comfort or warmth, a connection that always stayed there even though your heart was still mending itself. The physical connection and chemistry would always be there between you two, no matter the situation or what happened between you.

Harry knew how to navigate your body and kissing was part of that. It was such a welcomed feeling too. To feel so intimate again after weeks of hatred and lies. You could read his emotions by how he kissed and you could feel the longing and apology.

"That was..." Harry trailed off, pulling away only once you two were practically gasping for air.

"Yeah." You smiled, leaning back in your chair while looking away as you breathed through a laugh.

"Are you blushin'?" He teased, using his hand on your cheek to try and guide you back to him.

"Noo" you protested, forgoing his hand and dropping your forehead to his shoulder instead. You were nervous and feeling quite giddy now that things were progressing. You couldn't help it, really.

"'M sorry." He laughed, threading your fingers together and settling them on your knee. "Actually, I'm not. I love making you blush."

"If you're just going to tease me all the time I'm gonna have to rethink this whole relationship thing."

"Now that is offensive." He tutted. You looked up at him with a smile, finding a similar one on his face. "You're stuck with me y/n. Can't get out of it now. We have a binding contract."

You liked when Harry joked. When he was happy. He was an all-around serious guy. Charming, but serious. So this... seeing him this happy and carefree meant a lot to you. You loved this side of him.

"Oh really? And what does this contract say?" You mused, playing with his fingers with your other hand.

"That you need to give me at least 30 days before you try and run away."

"Oh at least?"

"Yep." He grinned, kissing you quickly before looking around to see if anyone familiar had shown up.

You hated that aspect of it, the hiding and keeping watch over your shoulder for who might be around. Part of you thought it might be easier. If no one knew about you two, you could establish a stable relationship without anyone else's influence. But it also made things harder.

You couldn't exactly casually see each other, not around your home area anyway. Too much interaction would make people suspicious, especially your parents. When you were working with Harry there was a reason for you to be at his house all the time. Now... well you weren't sure how your dad would feel if you went over for dinner just to 'catch up'. You never did that with any of his other friends.

"I wish we didn't have to start anew like this." You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder as you looked out to the ocean.

"What do you mean?"

"Hiding. Keeping it a secret. It makes it a lot harder to take things slow."

"I know. But it won't be forever. Once we're... once we're settled we can figure out how to tell people." He squeezed your hand gingerly, looking down at Archie while giving him a little scratch behind his ear. He was happily lying on the grass near your feet, tail wagging as he watched the other dogs and people.

"Yeah..."

You weren't so sure that was going to go down well. But you were trying not to think about it and get ahead of yourself before you two talked about it.