Finally, Everything Falls Into Place.

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

I woke up the next morning with a good mood, no apparent reason, but I was happy. I heard soft little snores escaping Harry'a parted lips. I glanced at the clock,checking the time. It's 8:45 now, which gives me plenty of time to get ready without a rush, and walk to Starbucks.

I rose from the warm confinements of my comforter and Harry'a arms to get ready. I took a lengthy shower, washing my hair, and shaved my legs. Once I was finished, I reached for the towel hanging over the towel rack. I dried off and wrapped the towel tightly around my body. I pushed back the shower curtain, stepping out onto the soft rug. I wiped off the mirror with my hand, and I didn't only see my reflection.

"Harry!" I screeched. He just looked at me with a smirk, showing his dimples. He took a step towards, but I took one back. I frowned once my back came in contact with the counter. Harry smiled when he realized I had no escape. He took hold of my waist, hosting me up onto the titled counter. He glanced up and down my body, before connecting our lips. This kiss was desperate, passionate, wanting to feel each others touch. He didn't waste time in forcing his tongue to dance with mine. His lips added more pressure, but they were still soft. I ran my fingers through his hair, my nails scratching his scalp slightly, earning a moan from Harry. He caressed my sides, finally resting his hands in my thighs, instantly causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. His hands felt like fire, and I craved his touch. But when he inched his hands a little higher than I expected, I pulled away.

I don't know why I did that. A week ago I was telling him I wanted him, in that way. But when he attempts to go further, I stop. It probably confuses the hell out of him, and quite frankly it does to me to.

"I'm sorry." He whispers breathless, his forehead resting against my own.

"Don't apologize, you did nothing wrong." I told him, which is true.

"I don't want to push you." He replied looking into my eyes now, holding a look of guilt.

"You're not. I just, I guess it's reflex." I told him shyly, shrugging my shoulders. I craved his touch, but when he gave it to me, I deny him.

His head dropped, but I lifted it back up with my hand under his chin. "I'll be ready one day, and I won't stop you." He looked into my eyes before kissing my nose.

"I'll let you get ready," he replied backing away from the counter so I could hop down. I turned around to face the mirror and apply lotion to my face, but stopped when I felt string arms wrap around my waist from behind.

"Or not.." He whispered seductively in my ear leaving me lost for words. His lips traveled to my neck, leaving a trail of kisses. I giggled while his curls tickled my cheek. I turned around and pushed his out of the bathroom, hearing his laugh echo.

I finally got ready, dressed in skinny jeans, a denim button up with a yellow cardigan over it, a simple brown belt, and my red hightops. My make up was simple, but I applied red lipstick, with my hair in a fish tail braid to the side.

I leaned over the bed to place a kiss to Harry's lips. "You sure you don't want me to stay?" I asked, rubbing the red stain from his mouth. "Yeah, go have fun, don't blow up my credit card." He chuckled.

"I can pay for myself." I said kissing his lips lightly before walking towards the door.

"I love you!" He called out sweetly.

"And I love you." I replied closing the door.

Hopefully today will be a good day. I need a new friend desperately.

I walked into the familiar Starbucks, the smell of coffee invading my nose. I looked around and saw Lillie sitting at a two person table by the window. I waved and pointed towards the counter, motioning I was going to order my coffee. She nodded with a smile before turning her attention back to her phone.