Blue {h.s}

N i n e

The car ride started awkward. I knew Harry was angry at me for wanting to accept his fathers offer of staying later but for what reason I didn't know. He wouldn't even look at me and I needed to know he wasn't angry before going home.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked like a scared child. Maybe because that's how I felt.

He sighed and let his right hand mess with his hair like he normally did. "No, 'mm not," his voice said otherwise.

"Ugh, yes you are. You don't have to lie, Harry," I watched the trees pass us quickly as he drove. Or was it the other way around?

He shook his head a bit. "I just don't get why you thought it would be okay to try to stay over. I mean, I was nice enough to introduce you to my father and it's just never enough."

I scoffed. "Introduce me? You didn't tell him who I was or that we were together," my voice raised.

I felt embarrassed. He tried his best to run me out of his home and when I ever tried to get closer to him, he pushed me away. I was doing so much for him: lying to my brother, keeping secrets from my best friend, and being committed to a man that wouldn't even fully commit to me. We pulled into my driveway and he finally put all his attention on me.

"Maybe because we're not together, Cal! Get that through your fuckįn' head already," he poked his temple a couple times for emphasis.

"God, what is wrong with you?! You literally told me an hour ago about how you wanted to be with me so badly and now it's 'I don't even fuckįng want you?!'"

He sighed and grabbed my hands even though I resisted some.

"Baby, look at me," I refused and he softly grasped my chin. The pet name was softening me up and the slight smile gracing his lips had me fighting a smile of my own.

"'Mm sorry, okay. I shouldn't have said that. But 'mm really focusin' on college right now. I wanna get my applications out before Thanksgivin' and that requires all my attention. And I don't want to just squeeze you in. We can be a 'we' when I can fully be committed to you and nothin' else. Understand?"

His grasp on my chin faded into a subtle rubbing of my jaw. His touch was soothing and made me melt into his palm as usual. I had easily forgiven him and had no regrets about it. His lips pouted as I took my time to answer and I had no choice but to accept his apology.

"Yeah, I get it. I'm sorry for freaking out on you," I put all my attention on his plump mouth that was begging to be kissed my mine. His lips curled lightly at the ends constantly and my thumb urgently wanted to trace them.

"I'll call you tonight. Maybe we can do somethin' tomorrow, okay, baby?" His head lay sideways on his leather headrest and I copied.

I bit my lip in excitement for the next day and nodded so hard my ponytail bounced with me. He leaned into me and kissed me heavily on the mouth for several seconds. His breath still minty and his lips moist from licking them constantly. He leaned back only enough for our noses to barely brush and matched his expression to my smiling face.

He kissed my lips again and his tongue was present immediately. The kiss brought back memories from earlier of the way he touched me and how he made my body react. I thought of how gently he rubbed on me and coaxed my orgasm. My panties began feeling hot again and I pulled away to calm myself down.