Just One More Night

Chapter 9

Eliza's POV

I walked into the room where Harry was and I had a cute tank top on with shorts. He looked at me and smiled.

I smiled back and returned back to my spot on the couch. "Well you look nice," he said and nudged me on my bare shoulder.

"Thanks," I said and blushed turning away from him.

"So where do you live?" I asked and he smiled to himself.

"Sorry I'm not trying to be creepy," I added and felt embarrassed.

"I actually don't live far from here. I live maybe two or three miles away," he said.

I felt this weird feeling at the pit of my stomach knowing he lived so close to me. I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Cool, we could probably hang out sometime," I said.

"Yeah, I would like that," he said with a warm smile.

"Good," I said and returned the same smile.

His eyes met mine for a minute as I gazed into his. His green vivid eyes were so sharp with color. They were really beautiful.

Just then I heard my dryer ring which meant his clothes were done. I went to the dryer and pulled out his clothes.

They felt warm in my hands and I curled them up in a ball so I could throw it at him. He let out a playful groan and got up from the couch to meet me halfway.

"I should probably change back into these," he said to me.

"I'll leave you alone if you would like," I cheekily said.

"It's okay if you don't, I mean I'm still going to have my boxers on," he replied.

I nodded and stood where I was. He laughed and took off my shirt I had given him and took off the shorts.

He had a couple of tattoos on his chest but not too cluttered to see his skin. His muscles flexed and relaxed as he changed the pair of clothes. He was just like a work of art, perfect.

Harry handed me back my clothes but I gave them back. "You have them, they don't fit me anyway," I said and he chuckled.

"Thanks, I'm taking these as a gift from you," he said and made me laugh.

"Sure anytime," I said and he looked out at the window.

"Hey, you still want to help me clean my car?" He asked.

"Of course," I said to him.

I ran back into my bathroom and grabbed a few towels from the cabinet. "These should do."

He nodded and Harry and I left through my front door. I then grabbed my key before leaving so I wouldn't get locked out.

He opened the front door and we cleaned the dash and around the seats.

"Those are probably good, now the backseat," he said and opened the back. I went to the other side and wiped the leather seats with the cloth towel.

I crawled up into the seat and he did the same, because of that, we hit each others foreheads.

"Ouch!" We both said.

He laughed and I looked into his eyes. He returned the look and put his hand on my cheek.

He slowly moved in and I could feel his hot breath coming closer and closer. Our lips brushed together and we stood still for a moment taking in the comfort of one another.

He then leaned one more inch and touched my lips. His lips were soft and fairly moist, which fit perfectly with mine.

I kissed back and tangled my fingers through his hair making him gasp. He then went on top of me so my back hit the cold surface of the leather. But that didn't matter, I was warm enough bringing him closer to my body.

We broke away from the kiss and heavily breathed. My mind was going in circles from that one single kiss. I have never felt like that before with anybody.

I was a bit dissapointed how he didn't keep going, ugh I'm such a slut. I thought in my mind.

He helped me back up and we ended up sitting close to each other on the seat. He chuckled and I questionably looked at him, "What's so funny?"

"Well I just got your back all wet but the seat dry," he said and I laughed realizing what he meant.

"I'm happy to be of service," I said and he hysterically laughed.

"Thank you for cleaning up my car, but I should be heading home," he said and helped me out with his arm around my waist.

"Okay," I said and gave him a puppy dog face.

"Don't give me that, hey um, I was wondering. Can I have you're number?" He asked and looked so cute.

"No," I said and I laughed at his expression.

"I'm just kidding, sure," I then said and gave it to him.

"I'll text you," he said and kissed me on the cheek. Butterflies filled my stomach as I watched him to his car.

"Remember I'm just down the road," he said and I nodded.

"I know," I said and smiled.

He smiled brightly waving to me and drove off.

I walked back to my flat and opened back up my door. When I was inside I slid down on the door and sat on the hard floor.

I smiled to myself and felt excited for him to text me. I actually really liked him just from knowing Harry for a short time.

"What am I doing?" I asked myself clicking back into reality.

This might just be a short thing maybe not even a big deal. But what if it is? I can't tell him what I have, he will leave. I just can't let things get to serious.

It's fine, it was just a kiss. Right?