Beautiful//h.s AU

6

      "Can't you wait till we get inside at least?" Callista snickered as Harry pushed her up against the door to his house.

"I don't think I can." He mumbled, his lips on hers once again, for at least the hundredth time that day.

Callista loved the feeling of him kissing her, but she loved having fun too. Her hand felt around the door, until she pressed the doorbell, making Harry jump off her. He looked at her, slightly offended, making her laugh.

"You're so gonna get it when we're alone." He murmured, just as Callista's mother opened the door.

"Get in!" She said, surprised by how wet they were, "What were you two doing?"

Harry looked at Callista suggestively, making her slap him on the shoulder.

"We're fine mum." Callista said, giving Harry a pointed look. "We just need a change of clothes, that's all."

"Finally." Another voice joined into the conversation, "Where have you two been?" It was Gemma, walking to the door, smirking.

"We'll tell you everything once we're dry." Callista shivered, leaning into Harry's body, desperate for warmth.

"Where have you two gone that made you so wet?" Gemma snickered. Callista and Harry shook their heads. Harry's mother, Anne walked up behind her, giving her daughter an exasperated look.

"Let them in Gemma." Her mother said.

"Yeah, let us in Gemma." Harry teased.

The couple walked in and as Harry passed Gemma, she smacked him on the head. As soon as they were out of sight of their families, Harry entwined his fingers with Callista's, pulling her in for yet another kiss.

"Aha!" A triumphant voice cut emerged from the hall. Callista and Harry stopped kissing only to see Gemma smirking in the hallway. "I knew it!" She said excitedly, "You two are so cute!"

Harry groaned at his head at his sister's antics. "Don't tell mum yet." Harry said, looking at Callista lovingly, "We want to do that."

"Okay." Gemma said slyly, "But you two better be careful. Mum's not ready to be a grandmother."

Harry shook his head, but he wasn't paying attention to his sister anymore. He doubted anything could tear his attention away from Callista.

"Let's go upstairs." She said, quietly. He nodded, taking her hand and pulling Callista up the stairs.

"Use protection you two!" Gemma called, laughing wildly. They both ignored her as they walked up, and at this point, the only thing they registered was each other. ‍As soon as they reached Harry's old bedroom, he shoved her onto the bed, climbing over her and resuming what he was doing in the car.

"Do you know how hard it was down there?" He asked Callista.

"How hard what was Harry?" She teased.

"I just wanted to kiss you. But it would've given our mum's a heart attack." He said, making Callista laugh.

"As much as I do want to continue kissing you." Callista said, "I'd like a dry pair of clothes first."

Harry mentally smacked himself, "Oh yeah!" He said, running his hand through his hair. Callista made him so nervous, like anything he did wrong would send her back to where they started at.

Callista knew exactly what kind of effect she had on Harry. She thought it was adorable how nervous he got.

Harry untangled himself from Callista walking to his wardrobe.