I Am His

Liv

The morning came and everyone followed to the hotel we would be staying. Each one had their room we would be staying in. I was in bed sitting staring at the wall. I wasn't sure when Matt would get here. I didn't know if he would come see me and leave after, or if he'd stay. There was a knock on the door waking me from my thoughts. "Come in."

Harry pushed his way in and once he saw me he stopped in his tracks. Once again it seemed that we couldn't tear our gaze away, the connection was once again felt within the air. He started making his way towards me and once he was next to my bed I reached for him. I don't know what came over me but I guided him to me. He sat on my bed with our hands still in each other's. His other hand came to my face again, caressing it. I closed my eyes loving the feeling of the kindness, it had been missed greatly.

"What really happened yesterday?" Harry whispered to me, the words making their way out with such gentleness. I opened my eyes and looked at his bright beautiful green ones.

"I can't explain." His thumb moved to the bottom of my lip softly running his thumb to it. My breathe hitched and my heart clenched at his touch. "What is going on, Liv?"

My eyes shone at his nickname. "Liv?" I asked him making my lips quirk at my nickname.

"I like it," he said softly. He quirked an eyebrow waiting for my response.

"I like it too." I looked up at him through my eyelashes. He smiled at me showing me his dimpled smile.

The mood around the room was serene. It was quiet except for our soft whispers. With his thumb still on my lip he reached closer. His face was inches apart from mine. We were looking at each other and our breathings were ragged.

"I want to kiss you," he whispered at me. His words hit me, never like Matt, but in a way I needed more.

"Kiss me." I whispered back at him. He came closer to me and his lips sealed with mine. They were soft and full, caring and gentle. His hands come to my face holding me with such care. Our lips were locked in such a soft haze. I kissed him back loving every minute of it. His tongue darted to my lip trying to make his way through. I let him. The kiss was gentle at first but the kiss grew heated as each second passed by. He moved as to get up but then with such ease he pushed me down on the bed. My head landed in the pillows while he placed himself beside me, never breaking the kiss. His hand was placed at my hip while mine reached for his hair. I ran my hands through it, his curls were so soft, and pushed him more towards me. Our breathing started growing shallow and I felt Harry raise his head back taking my bottom lip with his. Letting go he smiled down on me. We looked at each other, smiling like fools. He gave me one last peck and put his hand from my hip back to my face and suddenly I felt remorse.

I quickly sat up and tugged my feet to my chest. I cheated, I cheated on Matt. Matt who was trying so hard to get better for me. The tears pooled in my eyes and I felt Harry's hand on my knee, "Liv, I'm sorry. We can keep this to ourselves." I didn't look at him, I couldn't. I had wanted the kiss, I kissed back, and I had liked it.

There was a knock again on the door.

"Olivia."

I knew the voice and quickly I felt myself tense and I knew all color had gone from my face. He was here.