Coffee Shop [BxB] ✔

Chapter 7

   "Audrie's cute, isn't she?" Harvey chuckled lightly, plopping backwards onto his bed. His bedroom was actually pretty nice. White curtains over the windows, brown carpeting and pale beige walls... Neat and organized books on his small round nightstand, red fluffy bed covers and plumped-up pillows that look nearly brand new. I really liked his bedroom. Compared to mine, it's a lot cleaner.

   "Not as cute as you, obviously." sang my flirty self, swaying my shoulders only slightly. I almost guffawed when I saw him bury his face in the palms of his hands. I think I'm growing obsessed with getting him all riled up like this.

   "You're weird." he mumbled. His voice was low but my ears could still catch it. "I'm a bit ashamed to say that I actually like you!" he cried out in an inoffensive tone. I just rolled my eyes and strolled over, pulling the tie out of my jet-black hair. I could now see him peeking through the spaces of his fingers.

   "So." I started, sitting down on his bed and placing a hand on his leg. He flinched but didn't pull away from my touch. "do you even like guys?" I asked, tilting my head curiously. He seemed to tense up at my inquiry.

   It took him a moderate amount of time to think of a proper response. Maybe he's being cautious about this. After all, he seems like that kind of person to care what others think based on their answers. When I was younger, I used to be that kind of worry wart.

   "W-Well, I guess I could say I'm bisexual..? I haven't really had any fun with the girls I've hung out with in high school." he paused to heave a short sigh. "I guess they were too fake.. Like, all they cared about was the cash in my wallet." he admitted, closing his eyes and lolling his head back against his pillow. I bet he feels better now that he told me.

   "Too loud?" I chortled, watching as he sat up and lightly punched the side of my arm. It was more like a gentle bump than an actual punch to the arm. How sweet...

   "I'm assuming you have more experience than me." he suggested, averting his gaze to the hand that was resting on his calf. I then retracted my hand from his limb and slowly crawled onto the bed with him. Good thing this bed could fit the two of us. We'll probably need it for later. Wink wink.

   "Probably not. I mean, who knows?" I replied, shrugging my shoulders and casting my gaze to the blank ceiling. I haven't really dated lots of girls, maybe one or two in middle school. I didn't want to date because usually junior high relationships were fake anyways. They don't last long either so what's the point?

   "Well, girls aren't hard to please. As long as you buy them stuff, they're happy." I took a moment of silence to conclude what my point was... "Aha, judging by how I'm speaking, you can tell I'm not really interested in females." I tittered a little at the last sentence, raising a hand to tuck a few strands of hair behind my ear.

   He giggled along with me. "Yeah. Actually, some girls are pretty nice despite their looks. This one woman I was close to a while back was pretty considerate. She would always put her education before her relationship and I loved that. She was really--"

Warning: Lots of Kissing Ahead :)

   I cut him short by leaning over and planting my lips onto his. I felt him dig his heels into the bed and his arms looped around my neck. Harvey's capable hands tugged at my hair, causing me to jerk back and sigh softly. With reddened but not yet flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes, he leant up once more and connected our lips again. Why hasn't he acted this way before? I pulled away from him, my breath unusually heavy.

   "Hey. Did you regret our first kiss?" I asked in a quiet voice. He seemed spaced out again, just like the first time we met.

   "Oh, what? Of course I didn't... I wouldn't be wanting another kiss from you if I did." he explained, his expression changing from eager to flat-out puzzled. I was somewhat relieved by his honest answer. As a reward, I left a peck on his lips before I pulled back and gave him personal space.

   "Is that good enough?" I inquired. He dramatically pouted and shot forward, pressing our lips together for a second time. His kiss lasted longer than my previous one, which I inwardly (yet light-heartedly) laughed at. What's with him today?

   He hummed weakly and turned his head to the side, giving me a nice view of his pale, exposed neck. I was tempted to lean down and suckle on the skin until a hickey formed but I held myself back. All I could do for now is imagine it. Lord knows that he won't let me close enough to do that kind of thing to him.

   "I like you, Ashton."

   I snapped out of my dreamy state as soon as I heard those words leak from his mouth. I blinked, looking down to a blushing Harvey with furrowed eyebrows. I shifted so that I was laying directly on top of him, our legs tangling together and lower halves pressing against each other.

   That's when he finally looked at me. His eyes were glistening. "I like you and I can kiss you but I can't date you." he told me dolefully. I understood, yet only partly. Why can't he date me if he can get intimate with me?

   "Why can't you date me?" I asked him, silently noting the fear etched into his face. He glanced away from me and suddenly shifted that fear to regret. He opened his mouth only to close it again. Harvey seemed a little perturbed.

   "Let's just say my mom's history is a lot darker than you would expect. It left an impact on her, which left an impact on me." he said. What? What does he mean by that? I'm awfully curious. I decided to push a little more to get some explanation out of him. That's just what nosiness can do to you.

   "If you don't mind, could you explain a little more thoroughly?" I pressed, leaning down and stopping only when our foreheads met. I know - I shouldn't invade his privacy. It's probably the wrong thing to do... But I just need to know.

   He was remarkably quiet for a while. He finally exhaled a breath that was seemingly held in for a bit. He's nervous... God, how is he still maintaining that endearing look even in bitter situations like this? It's not in the least bit equitable!

   He then veered his head towards me and locked our eyes together. The action caught me so off guard that I actually flinched.

   "Promise me." he implored.

   End Of Chapter 7