Harrys p.o.v
I went to go get Olivia her hot chocolate and Eleanor walked into the kitchen at the same time. "Hey, what ya doin?" she asked me.
"Getting Olivia some hot chocolate." I responded.
"I know you like her." she teased.
"Um- so?"
"So, I was talking to her. I know some stuff that you don't know." She giggled sticking her tung out at me.
"So are you gonna tell me or just make me wonder?" i asked.
"I suppose. Well you need to make sure she knows you care about her. She doesn't feel very good about herself already so you need to show her you don't just feel bad for her." she said getting ready to walk out.
"Wait! How do i do that?" I asked in desperation. I want to let her know how much I care about her but I have no clue how to make that happen.
"I've already given you a few hints. I'm not aloud to tell anymore." she giggled.
"Eleanor." I groaned.
"Oh c'mon, you're smart, and you are very romantic Harry." she smiled and then walked away.
How the h*** do I do this. I took the hot chocolate out of the microwave and then walked back to my room. "Here you go." I smiled.
"Thank you." She smiled back taking the cup from me. I sat down on the bed with her and leaned back against the head board. I looked at her as she set down the cup on the bedside table.
Olivia leaned back on the head board too and looked over at me. She is so beautiful and I want to kiss her. Before I could stop myself I was leaning into her lips. I slowly moved closer and watched her start to shake.
"Olivia, I'm not going to hurt you." I whispered then finally connecting our lips. She flinched so I pulled away slightly for a second. her eyes were closed and she was just sitting there, waiting for me to touch her.
I slowly moved closer to her again and then kissed her. I felt her kiss back. yes she kissed me back! She's not totally scared of me. after a few second I pulled away and looked at her. There was a tear running down her cheek and I gently wiped it away with my thumb. "Olivia, what's wrong?"'I asked quietly.
"I'm fine." she whispered as another tear fell down her cheek.
"Olivia, please tell me what's wrong so I can help you." I begged, I wanted to help her but I couldn't.
"It's just every time I flinch I can see pain in your eyes. I hate doing that to you. you deserve better than me." she mumbled.
"That is so not true. You are amazing." I told her. I leaned in to kiss her but I stopped before I touched her. "Olivia is this okay?" I asked before I connected our lips.
"Yes." She whispered then connected her lips to mine.
I was surprised she made the first move but I didn't fight it. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She kept her lips pressed to mine but moved my hands and backed away slightly.
I pulled from her lips and looked in her eyes. "I'm so sorry."
"Why?" I asked her, lightly touching her arm.
She looked down at my hand and began to stutter, "I-I I just hate that I can't touch you without freaking out."
"Do I hurt you?" I asked worriedly.
"No, not at all." She responded looking up into my eyes.
"You're sure?"
"Yes, can we just try this again?" she asked turning red and looking down again.
