A L I V E [h.s]

Chapter 11

By the time we arrive home I have eleven bags in my hands.

- You must be happy now.- He says.

- Very happy.- I go upstairs and he follows me. I enter my bedroom to leave all the plastic bags next to my closet. He's standing by the door looking at me.- You can come in if you want.- I say and he sits on my bed as I take the clothes from the bags and keep them in my closet.

- Come here.- He says. He takes my hand and sits me on his lap.

- What are...- He starts kissing my neck, up and down. He goes from my collar bones to my neck and then to my cheek and my lips. He grabs my waist and pulls me on top of him while he lies down on my bed.

- Now do the same.- He whispers. What's happening? It felt so good what he just did, now he wants me to do the same, but I didn't see this coming.- Don't be shy.- He smiles and I start kissing his neck, he moans softly and my heart beats strongly. I go down his neck and collar bones. Then I go up to his neck again licking his skin instead of kissing it and he moans again.- Oh...my...- I kiss his lips before he can say anything.

- Was it good?- I ask timidly, I've never done this before.

- It was so good.- He says smiling.- Why are you asking?

- Because...I, I've never done any of this before...- I don't want to talk about my sexual life, basically because I don't have any.

- That's good.- He says. I frown and look down.- Hey, don't let that make you feel embarrassed. Everyone has had a first time, including myself. That actually makes me feel relaxed.

- Really? Why?

- I want to be your first one, Eleanor.- He comes closer and whispers.- I can make you feel like you've never felt before.- He kisses the skin right under my ear and I softly moan, making him smile against my neck.

- Eleanor?! Are you home?!- My aunt shouts from downstairs. Really?

- Yes!- I yell back and stand up.

- Oh...come on...- Harry groans.

- Is Harry here too?!

- Yes!- I repeat.

- Good! Come downstairs, I'll make some cookies!!

- Okay!! I'm sorry for interrupting this...

- Don't worry, just think that there'll be a next time.- He kisses me and opens the door. He softly slaps my buttock, my eyes wide open for his touch.

We go downstairs to find my aunt making some cookies and hot chocolate.

- Hello, dear.- She kisses my cheek and then she hugs Harry.- Could you please light the chimney?

- Sure.- I say and I go to the living room to light it up. The memories come to my mind and my stomach tickles.- Done!- I say and Harry brings a tray with the cookies and three mugs.

- Well, now sit down and tell me how was your day.- She says as she enters the living room and grabs a mug of hot chocolate.- Where did you go?

- Harry drove me to Portobello Road, we had lunch in Covent Garden and spent the afternoon in Oxford Street. I loved it.- Harry looks at me and I look at him smiling.

- Did you buy something?

- Your niece bought half London.- Harry jokes and my aunt laughs as I blush.

- Did you have a nice day?

- We sure did, Harry wants to meet another day to visit more parts of the city.- I inform and she smiles.

- That's great!

- He asked me to help him painting his parents' room. They're re-decorating it.

- Good, tomorrow I'll be decorating the café for Christmas and I'll...buy some things.- She says.- Well, I leave you alone for a couple hours, I'm meeting Helen in ten minutes.

- Okay, fine.- I look at Harry and he smirks.

- If I'm not at home by nine o'clock you can have dinner, there's some pasta and meat I think, hope that's okay.

- Yeah, sure.- I say.

- Well, see you later then.- She hugs both of us and leaves after taking her coat. I close the door and I feel Harry's arms around my waist pulling me against his body. He steps back and lies down on the couch in front of the fire. He pulls me on top of him once again, but then we exchange places, so he's on top of me. He does nothing, but stare at me, studying my face with his eyes and his fingers.

- Do you want to watch a film?- I offer.

- Sure.- He kisses me one more time, I start laughing as he kisses my entire face.

- Stop it.- I say into laughter and he stands up to let me go. We watch Pinocchio in my room and it ends at five to nine.- I think I'm making dinner now.- I say looking at clock on my wall.

- Do you want me to help you?

- Sure, if you want...- He stands up and follows me downstairs.

- Watching the film left me a bit sleepy.

- Do you want to go home now? So you can sleep.

- I'm okay really, I was just saying.

- You can stay here too...- I whisper, but loud enough for him to hear it.

- Do you want me to stay here tonight?- He smiles. I look at him while taking the pasta wrapper out of the cupboard.- Will your aunt let me?

- Do you really care?- I know he doesn't.

- Not really, but...you know, this is her house after all.

- That's true, but I'm pretty sure she won't care. Do you live far from here?

- Ufford Street, why?

- Because if you are going to stay here we'll have to get up early in the morning to go paint your parents' room.

- Okay... not too early, I tend to be moody when someone wakes me up too early, so...- I smile.

- Is five in the morning okay?- I joke.- Just kidding, what about...half past eight?

- Sure.

- Good. Would you set up the table, please?

- Okay.- He sets up the table as I cook some pasta with chicken strips.- That smells amazing.- He compliments and I smile.

- This is almost done, are you hungry?

- Very hungry.- He sits down on a chair and waits for me to serve the food.

- Done. Hand me your plate.- He gives me his plate and then mine.

- This is amazing.- He says.

- Don't speak with your mouth full.- I say, he eats some more.

- What? Sorry I can't hear you, I'm eating with my mouth full.- He teases. Having Harry is great, he brings me peace and happiness, just what I've been needing since I was five. We first met three days ago, but I feel like I can trust him and I'm deeply in love with him. One part of me is telling me that maybe things between us re going way too fast, but the other part of me tells me that this is exactly what I've been needing and that I don't want to lose it. I love Harry, I know I do.