Receiving Her (h.s. au)

VI

A soft hand grabs mine and kisses the back, my heart fluttering as Harry smiles up at me. Our hands become entwined and he tugs me closer, his forehead moving to lean near mine.

"Hello, Rookie," he grins, my cheeks flushing at the nickname.

"Hi," I shyly smile, his green eyes bright.

"Come on. I've got reservations," he says, his elated expression making me feel the same way.

We walk out of my apartment and walk to his truck outside, my hand held in his tightly. Harry opens the truck door and lifts me up, my lips curving after he closes the door. Once he's in, he starts the truck and drives down the street. He moves his hand off the steering wheel and grabs my hand, holding my hand as he drives.

"I gotta make this a good date if I want a kiss, don't I?" he smiles, my cheeks flushing. I shrug and chuckles, continuing to drive.

"Your friend Leah likes to talk," he says, my lips releasing a laugh.

"That's an understatement, really," I smile, his lips curving.

"She and Owen teamed up on me last class. They both kept asking what we were doing," he says, my head nodding in understanding.

"She already told me," I say, his cheeks blushing. The sight is so flawless.

"Apparently you were blushing," I grin, his hand tightening around mine.

"I was because it's not every day I get to hang out with a beautiful girl like you," he grins, both of us now blushing profusely.

He steers the truck into the parking lot and he parks, his body climbing out of the driver's seat and towards mine. He lifts me out and walks me into the restaurant, his reservation for two letting us be seated fairly quick.

"So, beautiful Emma, how was your day?" he asks, my lips curving.

"Considering most of it was spent with you, pretty good," I tell him, his eyes gleaming from across the table.

"You are so beautiful," he grins, my stomach fluttering with butterflies. He makes me feel beautiful when I never really thought that of myself.

The comfort level we have together enables us to carry conversation throughout dinner. Mainly, we talk of our childhoods and previous relationships, my pain of talking of my previous boyfriend resurfacing.

"Why are you nervous?" he asks, my lips releasing a sigh.

"Because I thought he was wonderful and everything but then it all fell apart after we...had sex," I say quietly, his lips forming an 'o'.

"That's kind of shitty," he says, my head nodding.

"He basically strung me along until I committed to him, then it fell apart," I tell him, his hand grabbing mine and tightening.

"How could anyone do that?" he asks aloud, his question met with furrowed eyebrows.

"When they want sex, they'll do anything," I say, his fingers tight on mine.

"I can't believe someone would hurt you like that. It makes me pissed," he explains, my heart pounding. He'll care for me.

We've barely eaten since we got onto my previous relationship, his eyes never looking away from my face so he can see what I'm feeling. Our conversation carries for almost an hour on how he used to treat me, which was perfect until the night I let him have me. It was the worst experience of my life.

Harry pays for dinner and we leave the rest of our food, his hand grabbing mine tightly. He takes me to his truck and we drive back to my apartment, his body getting out of the truck.

He lifts me out of the truck and we walk up the sidewalk towards my door.

"Are you fine on your own?" he asks, my head nodding.

"I'm alone most nights considering Leah's usually at Owen's," I say, his eyes watching me close.

"You can come in for a while," I say, his lips curving. He walks in behind me and I turn the lights on, his hand folding the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows.

"I'm going to make some coffee. You want some?" I ask, his head nodding. We walk into the kitchen and he leans against the counter, muscles defined as he does so. My fingers heat the water and put a capsule in, letting the coffee come out. I bring a mug to Harry and make myself a cup, my body leaning on the counter across from Harry.

"You should get some sleep," I tell him, his eyes covered in a dark circle. I brush my thumb against the skin beneath his eye.

"I don't want it if it means losing time with you," he says, his eyes looking down at me.

"But you need to be healthy. You can sacrifice a few hours with me to sleep because I need to sleep as well," I explain, finding it oddly interesting he'd rather stay with me than sleep.

"I'm going to put this in a to-go mug, and you are going to get to sleep," I say, his lips curving. After I transfer his coffee, I walk him towards the door and hand him the cup.

"You know, coffee's caffeinated. I'll be up all night," he teases, my lips curving.

"I'm sure you'll make the time to sleep," I say, his eyes locked on mine.

I know exactly what he's thinking and I don't mind what I'm about to do, so happy with who he is and how he's treating me.

I move my feet onto my tip toes and he hooks his free arm around my waist, lightly kissing my lips. My hand grabs his shoulder and I feel everything. It's so right, perfect, and so feeling intense that I let the kiss deepen slightly.

My head pulls away and he leans his forehead down on mine, my eyes lightly opening to meet his hooded green eyes.

"You feel it?" he breathes out, my lower lip taken between my teeth. I nod and he smiles, my heart pounding. Whatever it was, our kiss was so intense for as gentle as it was.

"We're going to be doing that a lot," he whispers, pulling a smile and causing me to laugh.

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