Whisper

Chapter 1

I listened to the pitter patter of rain coming from the messed up outside world. It was literally fucking dead outside. No one was there. I'm being

grumpy because my father pissed me the hell off all because he was being weird. Yes, weird.

He was acting like a girl on her period. Also known as the common diagnosis of PMS. He won't tell me what's wrong so fuck it. I give up.

"Orion!" came from the kitchen

"Yes dad!" I could tell he was pissed because he called me by my full first name. Usually he calls me Ori but I guess not. Now I'm extremely pissed because I was disturbed from listening to my music. one of the only things that actually makes me feel happy these days.

He makes me wonder sometimes.

I rush down to the kitchen and I'm greeted with a stern face peering directly at me. "How many times do I have to tell you to do the dishes young lady?!" He waits for me to answer as if I'll actually answer him. Plus I'm not a young lady. I'm fucking 18.

I mean, what the hell was his problem? Whatever I'll just shut my mouth up and do the god damn dishes. It can't hurt me. I finish up the dishes and head back to my room to listen to music.

I decide to change into shorts and a tank top, and head out for a walk. Just to escape this madness.

As I step out, there are seagulls everywhere. The perks of living on a beach. I continue walking when I feel something drop onto my shoulder. Just great. Seagull crap. On my shoulder.

"That was funny" I turn around to find a guy with his shirt off, curly hair, green eyes, tanned skin. But oh my, those abs. And the way the different little tattoos fall on his biceps. The way the giant butterfly is sprawled across his abdomen. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a napkin to wipe the crap off ny shoulder. He hadn't looked a day over 20 which was good since I was 18. Well, I'm jumping to conclusions. I'm not actually going to date him. Right?

"I'm Harry." he walks to me and gives me a hug. Woah. He must be a hugger. "Who might you be?" His british accent is flawless.

"I'm..uh..I'm Orion. Most people call me Ori."

"Cute name." he chuckles.

I still can't believe he's talking to me. But why? Was he following me? Jeez Ori, just acknowledge that an attractive guy with an amazing accent is talking to you okay?

"Thanks." I respond.

"So tell me about yourself. Hobbies? Likes? Dislikes?"

"You're actually interested in my life?"

"Yeah. You seem interesting. I like interesting people." he smiles flashing his dimples at me. Well he's friendly.

"Well, I'm really random, I can be crazy and weird when you get to know me, I swear alot when I'm pissed, I like watching Supernatural and Pretty Little Liars, I love eating, I like to sleep, I-"

"I didn't ask for your life story but you are very very interesting." There is silence. Awkward silence.

"Wanna hear a joke?" He adds.

"Uh...sure?"

"What's brown and sticky?" His left hand reaches to his pulled back curls to pull them back even more.

"I don't know haha."

"A stick." He was quite charming but I think he should stick to something other than jokes.

"Was that the joke?" I look at his perfectly chiseled features.

"Yeah. I know it wasn't funny. I just wanted to talk to you more," He chuckles.I blush.

I think he notices my blushing because he stares at my face as if he's a little kid staring at fireworks. I don't respond. Mainly because I'm really shy.

"Give me your phone." he puts his hand out expecting to retrieve the cell phone from me. I don't hesitate to give it to him. He's obviously going to put his phone number into it.

He hands me his phone expecting that I would, and did, put my phone number into it. I quickly put my phone number into his silver iphone and hand it back. I peer down at my phone and check my contact list. The name Harry appears in the "h" section followed by a bunch of funny emojis. This kid cracks me up.

"I'll talk to you soon. I have to get home." He hugs me gently as if I'm made of glass and he doesn't want to break me.

Without any warning, he plants a kiss on my lips. He must really like rushing things because I don't even know his last name. Heck, I don't even know his age. Whatever.

Harry's POV:

She is just gorgeous. The way her long black hair falls on her left shoulder. Her caramel skin looks so smoothe. Her brown eyes are mesmerizing and i am lost in them instantly

Orion Peterson just get it together. Be happy you actually got a kiss and stop making a big deal out of it. You're overreacting.

His lips are so soft. And they lingered on mine for a very generous amount of time. We pulled away and his face turned bright red like a tomato. He smiled at me and whispered "I have to go now" and left leaving me with his phone number, tingling sensation of his touch still present on my left hip where he placed his large hand, and his pine smell still lingered in the air.

I was really grinning now. He was cute but I didn't know who he was. I mean, yes I met him but I didn't know him.

He was really sweet actually. I walked home thinking. Thinking about what pleasures I have to encounter when I get home. Just another night of "I told you to do this, I told you to do that, blah blah blah." When I finally get home I decide to text Harry. I pass my dad straight as I'm focused on my phone.

To: Harry 

Haiiii

My phone dings seconds later

From: Harry 

Hi love x

My heart speeds up as he calls me love and a smile shows apon my face.

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