Olivia

Chapter 2

"Do you want to spend the night?" Harry asks me.

"Your place or mine?"

"Either is fine."

"Alright then, my place it is, and besides we have more booze." Harry laughs

"Shut up smart ass."

When I finish packing my bag and we walk over to Harry's house, his mom, Anne, tells us that she is leaving and won't be back for a while, probably not for the rest of the night.

After I put my bag in Harry's room, I go to take a shower. While rinsing my favorite strawberry shampoo from my long blonde hair, I hear a knock at the door.

"Hey Olivia. It's Harry."

"Well duh! Who else would it be?" I heard him laugh. "What's up?" I almost have to yell over the running water.

"Can I come in? I can't hear you."

"Uh, yeah sure." I don't know if I should let him or not considering the only thing separating us would be a clear glass shower door.

"Hey I was wondering what kind of pizza you wanted."

By this time I have finished washing my body and am ready to get out.

"Ok, hold on. Will you hand me my towel?"

"Here you go." He says as he throws it over the glass door.

"Thanks."

"Yep, anything for you love."

I wrap the towel around my body and step out of the shower.

"Uh, uh, uh oh my.... Uh, what was I saying again?" He sounds nervous.

"Something about pizza. What is wrong with you?"

"You are just so...beautiful. I mean you are breathtaking." Harry struggle with the words.

"Thanks, I guess." I have no idea what to say right now.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It's just that we've been friends for so long and I don't think I've ever realized how beautiful you are." He sounds like he just got the breathe knocked out of him. But by me? No, no way.

Harry POV

Everything I just said was the whole honest truth. At this moment in time, she looked so beautiful. How did I not ever see this before? I mean, I've always thought she was pretty, but not beautiful or breathtaking. In the past couple of months I've started feeling things for her. Things more than just friendship feelings. They are like romantic feelings.

"Wow" is all she manages to get out.

"I'm sorry. It's just we've been friends all this time and.. I'm sorry." I cut myself off. I don't regret saying it though.

"No Harry, it's ok. You should have. I started feeling things for you but I don't want to ruin our friendship by getting together."

"I know. Neither do I. I have those feelings too, and I want to do this if you do. But only if you do. I will never make you do anything you don't want to do." Oops was it too early to say something like that?

She's still standing there with her perfect hair sopping wet and her perfect skin glistening in the bathroom light. God, how can one person, one woman be so gorgeous. And how can she be..mine? Is she mine?

"Let me get dressed and we will talk in a minute ok?"

"Ok." I want to tell her how sexy she looks in that towel, the way it perfectly hugs her perfect curves, the way it hits mid-thigh, but it's too soon. I don't want to screw something up that hasn't even really started yet.

Olivia POV

As I walk towards Harry's room I can feel his eyes on me. His words keep running over and over again on my head. My heart is racing a million beats a minute. I have no idea what to think right now. I know that I've been having feelings for him lately, but I didn't think he did too. If this is really happening it needs to be slow.

When I finish getting dressed I brush my teeth and my hair before going into the living room where I find Harry eating bacon pepperoni pizza, my favorite. He has Lion King playing on the brand new TV they got from Best Buy. He knows that I'm a sucker for Lion King. Damn it Harry.

"Hey"

"Hey"

"So, I went ahead and ordered this pizza because I know it's your favorite."

Why does he have to know EVERYTHING about me.

Oh maybe it's because we've been friends for 15 years.

"Thanks"

I sit down next to him when I see that he has poured my favorite drink, Pepsi.

I'm sitting close, but not too close. I don't want make things awkward.

By the time the movie is over, only two pieces remain of the pizza. Harry has his arm around me and my legs sprawled across his lap. I have my head rested on his shoulder, and surprisingly, this is the most comfortable I think I have ever been with Harry.

"Livie?"

"Yeah?"

At this point, Harry has his head turned to look at me.

"Can I kiss..." I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. It's a long kiss but it's nice. When I pull away, Harry whines at the loss of contact.

I stand up and hold my hand out for Harry to grab. I lead him to his bedroom and when we reach it, I close the door and kiss him again. The feeling of kissing him is like fire. When our lips touch all I feel is energy and...fire. It's a feeling that I've never had with anybody before. My other boyfriends have never made me feel this way, but Harry...wait is Harry like, my boyfriend now?

As I continue to kiss him, I'm not really sure.

Harry POV

What is this feeling? With is that burning sensation that is overtaking my entire body? I have no earthly idea, but whatever it is I never want it to stop.

As I slip my tongue into her mouth, she wraps her legs around my waist and I lift her up. I carry her over to the bed and lay her down on her back. I hold myself up with my palms and knees hovering over her making sure to take in her beautiful face. Wow. Me and Olivia making out. This is something that I never thought I would be doing. That WE would be doing.

"Harry" she struggles to get the single word out. I have never heard her say my name that way. I'm that sexy way. All I want to do is make her say it again.

"Yeah?"

"I don't want to do anything yet."

"I know. Me neither." Lies. "I want to take this slow."

"Ok good, but we can keep doing this right?" She smiles a smile I will never forget.

"Definitely"

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