That summer rush

Chapter 9- Honor

                Harry’s POV

                It was 8 PM when I rang the doorbell; Alysa answered looking stunning in a sleek black dress and neon pink pumps. I walked her to my car and opened her door. She got in and I shut the door for her. I walked back to my side and got in. I put a blindfold around her eyes. She didn’t really say anything. It was weird.

                Finally after driving for about a half an hour she said, “Where are we going?”

                “Well, we are almost there. You’ll love it.” We drove up a hill and I parked the car. I got out and opened her door and un-blindfolded her. She opened her eyes and looked around. We were on a hill.

                “Where the hell are we?!?!?!” She blurted.

                “Come on follow me. It gets better.” I said casually. We walked up the hill for a little bit and then we were at the top. She looked even more confused. I grabbed her hand and walked her around a tree.

                Alysa’s POV

                I better not get raped tonight. He was walking me around a hill. We got past this rather large tree and there was a blanket sat out with candles around it there was a basket next to it. It was so romantic.

                I stood there breathless.

                “Sooo, do you like it?” He said. I blushed and nodded. He walked over to the blanket and sat down; he patted a spot next to him and looked at me. “Come sit babe.” He said with a wink. He was so cheeky. I loved it.

                “I absolutely love it.” I said as I sat down. He opened his basket and pulled out a bottle of sparkling water and poured us both glasses. He handed me one with a raspberry on the rim.

                “Cheers!” We clinked our glasses and took drinks. That wasn’t sparkling water. It was definitely champagne. It was good though. I laid back on the blanket trying not to catch my hair on fire. Thank God I didn’t use hairspray. Harry laid back too and put his arm around me. I laid my head on his chest and stared at the sky.

                We talked about the stars and how far away they were from each other and how they probably get lonely. Millions of miles apart, that must be horrible. We laid in silence for a long time before Harry sighed loudly.

                “What?” I said questioning the sigh.

                “I was just thinking about something…” He said quietly. What could he be thinking about? It better be me!

                “Just thinking?” I said lifting up my head and looking at him.

                “I think I love you.” He said.

                What the hell? Did he just say the L-word? The precious L-word? But he was right. I felt the same way. I didn’t know if I should say it back so I just laid there for a long time looking at the stars. “I think I love you too” I said with a smile. I meant it.

                “Good.” He said before he began kissing my cheek. Then he kissed my lips and I kissed him back.

                Harry’s POV

                When she began kissing me back I knew I was doing something right for once. Before I knew it I was on top of her and my shirt was off. This was going too far. I wasn’t going to lose my virginity in the woods. So I stopped and rolled over back into my original spot. She just kind of laid there confused.

                “Why did you stop kissing me?” She said with a pang of sadness in her voice. I didn’t like seeing her sad. Nor did I want to see her sad.

                “I’m a virgin.” I said with what dignity I had left.

                “You are? So am I…” She answered back. She was a virgin? She wasn’t a whore or anything but the way she was so comfortable about her body made me feel like she had done it a million times. Wow I was a jerk.

                “Oh, well, want to go back to my place and have s’mores?” I said to end the awkwardness.

                “I would love to.” She said with a smile. I helped her up and I cleaned up the mess we had made and we walked back to my car. That was awesome, well except for my awkward virgin moment.

                We got into the car and I started to drive to my house when Alysa said, “What are we?” I didn’t really know what we were. Were we friends with benefits or a couple? I wanted to be a couple. But I didn’t know if she wanted to be.

                “What do you want to be?”

                “I want to be more than friends…”

                “Alysa, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

                “I would be honored.” She said as she tried to hide her blushing.