Give Me Love

Chapter 8 - Strike One

Harry POV

I walked back to my bedroom and laid in bed, my mind started to wander back trying to figure out who Marie was on the phone with the other day. Who made her face light up and the sight of their name? Who she said ‘I love you too’ to before she hung up.

I felt jealousy wash over me, I want her face to light up when she sees my name, I want to be the one she smiles ear to ear at. I want he to be mine, I want her to blush and shiver at my touch. I want her.

Come on Harry, remember just friends? No fuck that!

I jumped out of my bed, a new found confidence, pulled me out to the living room. I walked over to the couch standing over Marie.

“Marie, Marie are you asleep?” I asked

She opened one of her eyes and searched for me in the darkness, before she answered “No”

Before I knew what I was doing I pulled her over my shoulder and carried her into my room placing her down as I closed the door behind me. I pulled her into me wrapping my arms around her waist; I squeezed her tightly feeling her warmth consume me. She pushed me off of her.

“unf, Harry what are you doing?” she whispered

All of the sudden all the confidence I had was gone. My body started to shake and my palms got sweaty.

“oh um, I felt bad not asking you to come and sleep with me, ya know? since you always share your bed with me” I smiled at her feeling myself blush even more.

She smiled and walked over to my bed sliding herself under the covers and turning to look at me. “What are you waiting for Harry? You’re just gonna cuddle me to death anyways. Lets get it over with”

“w-what do you mean?” I said biting my lip

She rolled her eyes, “Every time we sleep in the same bed, you always hang on to me for dear life, I don’t mind though. I like a good cuddle sesh, you and Niall are ace cuddlers.”

Hearing her say Niall was a good cuddler even if she didn’t mean it in any other way than just a friend, hurt. It made me jealous I clinched my hands into fist.

“Well if you put it like that I don’t want to cuddle you” I said in a joking tone

“Fine” she hopped out of the bed and started making her way passed me to the door; she opened it slowly and looked back at me.

“Where are you going” I said as I furrowed my eyebrows

“Niall’s or maybe Liam's room, he seems like he’s a cuddler” she laughed

She took a step out the door and I yanked her back over my shoulder throwing her on the bed. She started laughing as I fell on top of her, I put my hands on either side of her head hovering over her. I took in her presence, she was beautiful, even though I could still smell the alcohol on both of us, and her eye liner and mascara was a mess, her green eyes pierced into my soul. I couldn’t help but slowly bite my lip, I guess she caught me starring because she cleared her throat.

“Come on Harry, its 6 am already, I’m sleepy” She wiggled out of my hold and slid under the covers. She laid back and turned to face away from me, I slid in beside her keeping my distance. I guess I was a little scared to touch her, I didn’t want to cross the line and have her run out.

“I don’t feel any cuddling Harold” she said with out looking at me, and with that I nuzzled behind her, my lips less than an inch behind her neck, my arms wrapped around her waist, and her hands placed on top of mine. I laid there for a while, wishing I could kiss her, wishing I could hold her closer.