Aron's pov
A whole week.
7 days.
168 hours.
Not a single sexual act from Harry.
I KNOW. I'M SURPRISED TOO.
Yes he's gave me that look & there, occasionally a little flirting but nothing too heavy. We haven't even kissed! Am I crazy to say I miss it?
probably, but who cares.
"Aron, come in for a second!" My dad yells from the patio. I give a nod & he walks back into the house.
Lately both my dad & Anna have been acting a little strange. If I walk into the same room as them, they hush their whispers starting a conversation with me immediately.
Now I worried at first if they may have known what happened between Harry & I, but Harry quickly assured me that wasn't the case.
"If they knew they wouldn't just be whispering about it. We'd both know if they knew."
That was Harry's input.
I walk into the kitchen finding My dad, Anna, & Harry sitting at the table. Automatically my imagination goes wild.
They do know. Oh my god I am dead. So so so very dead.
"Have a seat Aron." My dad gestures to the empty chair beside Harry.
I do as told glancing at Harry as if asking "what's going on?". But he simply looks away.
"Now kids. Anna & I weren't really sure how to break this to you." My dad begins.
My foot tapped nervously under the table till a warm hand cups the inside of my thigh, rubbing gentle circles with his thumb.
WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING?
"Oh Spencer just tell them." Anna giggles.
Okay, maybe they don't know. But they will if Harry doesn't remove his damn hand!
"Tell us what?" Harry asks, his voice even & untouched.
"We're traveling!"
That's what this was all for? "what?" I finally found my voice.
"Your dad had a amazing idea. Why not spend the summer traveling?" Her smile was the biggest I've ever seen it.
"when are we leaving?" Harry asks a very good question.
"Tomorrow morning. So start packing!"
I shift uncomfortably as Harry's hand moves up my leg, my dad looking right at me. "yay!" I chime fakely. Standing quickly Harry chuckles. "Well imma go start packing." I smile to Anna & Dad.
"Aron, would you like any help packing?" Harry of all people asks that.
"Actually." I smile. "Yes I would."
Harry stands from his chair & we begin walking towards my room.
"Awe, look at them." Anna chimes.
"I think they like each other." Dad ads.
If you only knew dad. If you only knew.
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"what the hell was that?" I snap once my door is shut.
"what was what?" Harry grins, playing dumb.
He takes this all too lightly. He was feeling me up underneath the table with both my dad & his mom across from us! "what's what what?" he asks!?
I narrow my eyes at him shaking my head.
What if my dad had noticed? He sure as hell wouldn't let me finish this summer out.
"Aron." Harry grabs my wrist pulling me closer to him.
"Let me go Harry."
"No Aron." He emphasizes my name harshly.
My eyes widen & I stop fighting him. His eyes were full of anger & frustration.
"Why do you do this to me?" I felt weak under his grasp. His eyes holding me in place with his strong gaze.
"Because." He whispers. "I want you."
At those words I felt my legs quiver, my hands grip his shoulders for support as his arms snake around my back holding me against him.
This is what he does to me. I can't think around him, I can't function, & I can't stay mad at him. I literally lose my mind a little. His touch is like a snake bite, venomous. Dangerous.
"Harry." I whisper.
"Hm."
"I want you too."
There! I admitted it! I do want him. More than anything.
"That's all I needed to know." His husky voice says before our lips meet.
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Short but quick update. Yay or nay?
