Long For You [Book 1]

Chapter Ten

Taylor's POV

We've been distant to each other after the night we kissed. We barely talked over necessary things. But I won't regret what happened that night. I really enjoyed it like I never felt that kind of happiness before. We really had an awkward weekend. I'll try to break our awkwardness.

"Hey Hazz. How's school today?" I sit down on our couch.

"Hmm. Just fine. The weekend is pretty boring without your presence." He pouts as he lays his head on my lap.

"Yeah, I can see." We both giggled. I played with his hair and he smiled at me. I smiled back.

"So... Let's talk about that night." Harry holds my hand tight and our eyes were connected.

"What about that night?" I asked innocently pretending nothing happened that night.

"Uhmmm--- I was drunk that night. I-uh, I don't know whats on my mind. It's like my lips are tempting to press on yours. You know, like a Round two?" He chuckled at his words as I smiled at him awkwardly. What does that mean? His lips temps to press on mine? Round two? Ugh. I'm screwed. I'm messed up.

"Uhmm. It's okay. Besides, it won't change everything right?"

"Yeah. Sure." He kisses the knuckles of my hand. And we both smiled.

"Let's just forget what happened that night." As I blurted out those words, I can see sadness in his eyes. He didn't replied but instead he opened the TV.

"Harry. Did I say something wrong?" I asked him but he just shake his said into a 'no'.

"Oh. Okay." I nodded. I knew there was something wrong. I need to figure it out.

----1 hour later-----(school)

Harry closes his locker while talking with the boys. I can see Harry frown. Maybe his telling them what seemed to be the problem between us.

I tried to ask the girls what's going on.

"Did Harry tell you guys something?" I asked as I glanced over the boys seeing their conversation going deep.

"Yeah. He mentioned about his date with Kendall." Cara mentioned.

"Oh. Okay." I sadly said. I really felt sad about it. He just talked about his date with Kendall. Not about our arguement. I felt bad about it. I just can't imagine he doesn't care about me anymore. I think I don't really have a chance. I should take him for a walk.

-after one hour-

"Hey. Uh. I'll take you out. My treat. You want in Starbucks?" I asked him while I tapped his shoulder. He nodded.

Afterwards, we took a while for a walk at the park. I treated him in Starbucks. I tried to open a conversation to him but he doesn't talk and he just keep in nodding or raising his eyebrows.

"Harry." I sighed heavily. He didn't respod. "Harry!" I whined at him as I called his name once again. I seat on the grass as I look at him. "Harry. Tell me what's wrong. Did I do something? Is it my fault?" I pulled him down besides me under the tree. "Do you want to know?" He suddenly replied. I can see sadness in his eyes. He stops his tears from his eyes, not letting it to fall.

"Yes. Please." I breathe heavily.

"I'm uhhh. I'm sorry but I can't." He grabs my face and he crashed his lips into mine. I put my hand into his hair. I kissed him back. I can feel his heart beating. As we pulled away, he was breathing heavily. We have kisses for three times! What's wrong with him? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with us?

"Uh. I think we should go back. I think it's about to rain." I stated so we could break our silence and awkwardness. We went back home pretending nothing happened between us.

When we arrived, it started raining so hard. It was so cold that I wore a thick sweater. I started to have cough and colds. Harry brought me some medicines. We're not that awkward unlike these past few days. We just acted that nothing happened between us.

I went to bed early. But I can't sleep. I can't stop thinking of him. He chose me as his first kiss then we unexpectedly kissed twice. That doesn't mean he likes me right? I mean since It was his first time and I was the first girl who kissed him, maybe he's just curious or not used with it.  I don't want things to be awkward between us.

I can feel his body pressed against my back as he hugs me and sighs quietly. Maybe he thought I was asleep. He comes closer to me and whispers saying, "Good night Taylor. I love you."