A L I V E [h.s]

Chapter 7

I sit down on the couch and stand up again to light up the chimney. I sit down on the floor and stay there, staring at the fire. Watching it slowly burning the wood. I find it relaxing and makes me hypnotized.

I feel my eyelids heavy as I start to close my eyes. Just as I finally close them I hear Harry's steps going downstairs. I don't even try to turn around when he sits next to me. His wet, curly hair covers his eyes until he pulls it back with his hand. Some of the water on his hair drops making me look at his plain white t-shirt.

- I...didn't know you had tattoos.- I say as I look at his arms, his left arm has more tattoos than the other one, which has only two.- Can I see them?- He smirks looking at me, the reflection of the fire match perfectly with his eyes.

- Sure.- We both sit down like the indians, crossing and flexing our legs. He sits facing me and raises his right arm first. There are two tattoos; one that says Things I Can and a G.

- What does the G stand for?

- Gemma, my older sister.- He explains me. I softly caress his tattoos, his skin feels a little dry there, but it's still soft. I can see his eyes going from my eyes to my hand caressing his skin.

- Did it hurt?

- It makes you a little dizzy sometimes, but it doesn't really hurt when you get used to it.- He keeps explaining.

- Can I...- I point at the other arm and roll the short sleeve up to the middle of his shoulder.- Wow.- I say and he smiles.

- Do you like them?

- Sure, I do. I really do.- He smiles again and I start caressing the tattoos on the left arm, there are plenty.- I like this one.- I say, softly tapping on the three nails close to the black heart.- And this one...and this one...and this one...- I point at the rose, the cross on his hand and the small padlock.- I also like the anchor here.- I remark the lines drawing the anchor while he looks at me. I keep caressing his skin when it gets goosebumps. I look at him in the eyes.

- You make me tickles.- He says and I smile.

- I think I should stop, I don't want this to get weird or anything like that...

- No, please, I like it when you do this.- I smile when he smiles shyly at me. I take his arm again and ask him to try to turn it around so I can see the ones on the other side.

- I like the guitar, and the hands shaking and the skeleton in suit and the hat on his head...- I look again the front part of his arm and see half of a tattoo close to his shoulder, on his chest.- Do you have more tattoos?- He nods smiling and pulls his t-shirt off. 'Oh...my...god' I think to myself. He has a really nice, defined torso. The fire makes his skin look golden and it makes Harry look so attractive. I look at the small group of tattoos on his left pec and then my eyes go staright to the birds on his chest.- These are my favorite so far.- I say. I don't feel myself brave enough to touch the skin of his chest, I mean, that would definitely be awkward. He takes my hand gently and puts it on his chest, my palm is in full contact with his body and I feel my cheeks blush quickly, my heart strongly beating it almost hurts. I can feel his heart beating fast under his naked torso and it makes my stomach tickle. I try not to look at him in the eyes and I start drawing the bird on the left and then the other one. My eyes go to the butterfly on his stomach.- Can I...

- Sure.- He smirks and I caress every single inch of it, his muscles distract me, but I try to focus on the tattoo, I look down and see two fern leaves. I definitely won't be touching those. The goosebumps cover his torso and his arms giving me chills.- Don't be shy. I won't tell, you can touch them.- I think of it more than twice and finally I put my index finger on his skin and I can feel the way it gives him chills too. The goosebumps grow as I draw the thin, dark lines. The left one first and then the other one.- Are you nervous now?- He smirks and I look at him. My finger's still on his tattoos. I don't answer, just look at him.- Kiss me, Eleanor.- His words make my heart and blood stop. His eyes meet mine and I'm under his spell.- Please.- He begs and unconciously I find myself closing my eyes slowly and I feel his lips pressed to mine. His tongue slowly caresses mine and my heart beats even faster. I put both of my hands on his chest as my body comes closer to his. He puts his hand on my neck and presses his lips a bit harder to mine. This is being the most sexual thing I've ever done. It feels so good and makes me relax. I slowly separate my lips from his and he groans. I smile biting my lip. He opens his eyes and his smile is warm and sweet. I look at his wet soft lips and then I look him in the eyes. We're a few centimeters away and I feel like I can't go any further. I want to kiss him again and feel his lips and tongue against mine again.- Are you nervous now?- He asks.

- No...- I whisper. He smiles.

- Kiss me again, Eleanor.- I don't even think about it and I press lips against his once again. All I hope is that my aunt doesn't arrive now, apart from that...everything else dissapears. Right now there is nothing and no one, but us. Only us. And I love it.