Destiny {h.s}

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                             Olivia's POV

As I stood in front of Harry's hotel room door I felt a surge of excitement rush through my body. From the tips of the hair on my head to my toes, my whole body was ready to see Harry again, and it was entirely to clear that it has already been to long since we last saw each other, although it was only this morning that he made me breakfast. I knocked on his door letting him know of my arrival, while I wait for him to open the door. I hear footsteps muffled from the other side of the door. The doorknob turned and Harry appeared in the newly opened doorway.

"Hey, your here! Come on in, dinner is just being finished." Harry said while being a gentleman and helping me remove my coat. It smelled amazing in his hotel. He had a suit on one of the top floors in the hotel. This place had a sitting room, living room, and kitchen. From what I could see Harry's hotel room is much larger, and more modern than my apartment. I really need to find a new place to live...

Harry ushered me over to a table that a a single red rose sat in a small clear glass vase in the middle of the table. It had an elegant white tablecloth draped over it. Harry scooted out my chair for me to sit, which I accepted while observing the rest of the room. He had candles set up at different parts of the room giving a gentle romantic glow all around us. Soft music played in the background, Harry really put a lot of effort into this. Nobody has ever done anything like this for me before...

Harry reappears from the kitchen, I examine his ensemble while he places a plate of some kind of delicious smelling food in front of me. He wore a rich purple button up shirt with an ugly pattern on it that only he could make look good, black skinny jeans, and black dress shoes. For the first time I noticed he was wearing a cross necklace too. He looked dashing. Harry gave me a warm smile which I returned, and then I realized I haven't spoken a word yet tonight. So I open my mouth and begin to speak:

"The food smells delicious. Did you cook this?" I question. I know he cooks breakfast food, but did he make this too?

"Yes, I did!" Harry says proudly, taking seat across from me. "I used to work in a bakery!"

"Really?" I say genuinely surprised to hear that. I don't know anyone who has ever worked in a bakery before.

The dinner is full of chatter about anything and everything. From sports to favorite bands to how ugly the pattern on Harry's shirt really is, but how he can somehow pull it off.

"This is mad." Harry says trying to calm down his breathing from a laughing fit we just had together.

"What is?" I ask, wondering what he is talking about.

"It's just I have never felt this way with anyone before.." Harry says trailing off.

"It's funny because just a few days before I met you at the party I was in Ohio visiting my parents, I had that whole week off so I went back to Ohio for the first time since moving here to New York. My mom forced/guilted me into going on a date with this guy named Luke. He was never very nice to me back in high school, and all of a sudden he started chasing after me, and suddenly I was the only girl in school he hadn't had his way with. Well, Luke never really changed, even though he tried to convince my mom he did. I left the date before it ever really got started, and I thought to myself 'Why try if every guy is a jerk?'. As I was walking home I came across a park, so I decided to rest for a little while. A little after I sat down an elderly man with a cane came and sat down next to me. I told him about what had just happened to me, and he told me about his wife. He said she had Alzheimer's Disease. It broke my heart, but he told me he loved her more with each day. He told me to wait for something like the love he has with his wife, and if it was meant to be it would work out. And then I met you a couple of nights later. I feel something with you I have never felt before...." I said as Harry held my hand in his from across the table. His eyes sparkled even in the dimly lit room, and his skin had a beautiful glow to it.

Harry stood up from his chair and brought me up with him, out fingers still intertwined. He looked me is the eyes, and without another word, he lined in slowly and kissed me. It was a gentle loving yet passionate kiss. It was a kind of kiss I had never experienced before. Harry's other hand softly placed itself on the small of my back.

We broke apart and stared at each other for a few moments. Then I tugged him away from the area where just shared a meal, and led him into where I was assuming his bedroom was. My assumption was correct when I was greeted by a king sized bed in the dark room. Harry left the door slightly cracked open, letting the light seep through. I laid down down on the bed while Harry on top of me, placing delicate kisses up and down my neck.

He was acting different than he did the night of the party. He was more gentle, and loving about his actions. His touch was danced all over my body, and his kisses were soft. His thrusts were slower and well thought out. No 'I love you' was exchanged at any point, but I could feel the difference. Harry didn't have to say a word for me to know. This time there was more feelings to it. Still the same lust, but feelings add a whole other element to our actions.

This was my first time. No, clearly not my first time having sex, but my first time making love. I could tell based on how Harry was slightly cautious about his actions, like as if he wasn't sure if he was doing something correctly, this was his first time too. Neither of us knew what we were doing when it came to this. We had entered a whole new realm, but at the same time, it was so much more satisfying than it was when it was purely lust.

I didn't say anything at the time, but I could feel it as I laid my head on Harry's inked chest and softly traced his tattoos with my index finger and listened  to his heartbeat fast. I was slipping. My focus was changing from work and myself to Harry. And the scariest part was, I didn't mind. I was falling. Hard. And I couldn't stop myself even if I tried....