Just Can't Let Her Go

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

New Surroundings

11:00 p.m.

Alicia shivered as they entered his large modern apartment. Everything was sleek and well kept, nothing seemed out of place. It was as if no one dwelled there. Harry let his eyes roam over her, taking in her stunning appearance. Her long wispy blonde hair cascading down to her chest, curling buoyantly near the ends of the light strands. Her stunning high cheekbones, and carnation pink lips. That adorable button nose. She had the biggest blue eyes, that intrigued him. They were filled with sadness, though and that made him feel unsettled. She was quite lanky and tall, leaving Harry to guesstimate a good 5'8 or 5'9. She had a fair porcelain like complexion, making her appear fragile and angelic. She was so beautiful. Harry thought of her to be so vulnerable and broken. He did have to point out one thing to her, though. "Alicia, you're soaked, love. Take a hot bath, I'll let you borrow some of my clothing." His deep thick voice rang through her ears.

Alicia looked up into those deep emerald eyes, and nodded her head. "I- I will only be a moment." She totted off into the bathroom, and stripped down. She shut the heather gray shower curtain, the track lights overhead making the inside of the shower well lit. Alicia turned the water on hot, and let the warm water soothe her tense muscles. She lathered up her hair in shampoo, and closed her eyes lightly.

Harry waited until he heard the water splash against the shower floor. He strode silently in to the entryway bathroom. The door had been left open a crack, and the humidity and steam was seeping through the slim opening. He felt his luscious curls start to curl up a bit more and frizz. He released a silent grunt before pulling the door open and stepped soundlessly inside. His bare feet feeling the cool tile beneath them. His green eyes caught sight of her silhouette, the perfect shape of her lithe body. Harry felt his breath catch in throat; she is so stunning. His gaze darkened and clouded with salaciousness. Those soft unnaturally pink lips of his pulled into a smirk. The dark haired twenty four year old's mind wandered to dark dirty places.

Harry had to leave the bathroom, feeling that already so unstable self control slipping from him. He went to his bedroom, and got her large black t-shirt, that was even a bit baggy on him. He decided that would be enough for this angel he had in his shower. He jogged back downstairs knowing she was getting ready to emerge. He placed the t-shirt on the vanity, and grabbed her wet clothes. Leaving behind her bra, so she wouldn't have to go without.

He took them into the laundry room and unravelled the wad of wet clothing. Harry lingered over every item, holding it close to his chest. He inhaled the sacchrine scent of her perfume, then shoved it delicately into the dryer. First her shirt, then her jeans, finally all the way down to her underwear. He hadn't realized he had gotten so lucky. Harry delighted in this moment, he had been waiting for his whole life.

Alicia wrapped this fluffy white towel around her, her wet feet making tiny feet print on the tiles. She put her bra on and pulled the shirt over her head. Then, towel dried her naturally curl locks. She noticed then that she had no underwear. She thought nothing of it, and peeked her head out of the door. She had always felt slightly self conscious, and this was adding to it immensely. "Uhh, Harry?" She said, her voice carrying sweetly through the house.

Harry heard the soft angelic voice calling out to him, sounding like music to his ears. He pretended though, that he gained no pleasure from this. "Alicia, love, in here." He answered. Alicia followed the deep raspy sound of his voice, she saw him standing with his back to her, facing the dryer. Her heart rate went level again, and she calmed. Feeling secure around him. "Where are my clothes? I-I need something out of there." She stuttered slightly, feeling the slightest bit intimidated by his sudden turn. His whole frame whipping around to face her. "I knew they were wet, so I put them in the dryer. " Harry answered, as it was the most normal thing.