Enticing (Harry Styles AU) #Wattys2016

Chapter 30

Ryder's POV

The next few days have involved me going to work with Hannah for most of the time while my evenings were spent trying to make my bedroom a bit more homie. As much as I would like to not even bother with decorating it, I know well enough the I can't afford my own place just yet.

Occasionally, after the night of our date, Harry kept on coming over to visit. It wasn't the type of thing where he would ask if he could come over, he would just do it. He has kept his promise about being there for me, the fact that our relationship has flourished into something else is just a bonus. We haven't really discussed if we are really boyfriend and girlfriend, we haven't placed a label on it yet but it didn't matter because I liked our little personal in between. We didn't care what others think, whatever this was it's just ours.

Currently, I was on a step ladder trying to hang some fairy lights around my window frame. The room looked very simplistic with its white painted walls but I'm adding things little by little to give it some special touch.

"Hey,baby." I turn my head seeing Harry walking into my bedroom, still dressed in his usual office attire.

Damn, he looks good.

"Hi." I smile as he came and stood beside me. His hands casually move to caress my waist before he reaches up pressing his lips onto mine.

I have never been the one to reach out and touch him first and it wasn't that I didn't want to. I so desperately want to hold his hand and kiss him all day, until I have his lips memorized in my mind. I don't care that whatever is going on between us has just begun, I want to kiss and touch him until I have explored every part of him, until I run out of breath and have to stop; but still feel eager to do more and want more. But, I'm a bit scared and Harry knows this very well. I am so grateful for him to make each physical contact he makes with me, feel gentle and not rushed.

I wish I could just push my dumb fear aside but after what happened with Evan I feel like I should take some steps of caution. I know Harry is nothing like Evan at all, I know that if I want to reach out and cuddle he won't push me away. I know that when I do want to sleep with him he won't be selfish and rough. But just to ease my anxiety, I want to treed along slowly until I feel secure, and Harry is being one hundred percent cooperative.

"What are you up to?" He asks, looking over at the window, where half of the string lights hanged down to the floor at the top of the curtain rod.

"Trying to put some lights around my window, but I'm having a bit of trouble." I frown. "It sucks being short."

Harry chuckles. "Let me do it."

He helps me down off the step ladder before grabbing it, moving it a bit closer to the wall before getting on. Easily, he reaches up, grasping the string of lights and begins to place them right on the thumb tacks I had already placed into the wall.

"How was work?" I ask, trying to start a conversation, trying to push my nervousness aside. Harry has always made me nervous, a good, sweet type of nervous.

"Work is work. This job is great when you actually help people but not so much when you still can't get the worst guys into jail." He grumbles while stepping off the ladder once he was finished with the lights.

"Oh Harry," I sigh, stepping towards him.

Harry holds out his hands for me to take, guiding them to his sides, wrapping my arms around his waist before wrapping his own around mine. Vaguely, I notice his grip wasn't so tight around me, not pressing me fully against him. A small smile tugs on my lips at his sweetness but I tighten my grip around him, pulling him to me to let him know it was okay to be closer.