indecisive (on hold)

22.

After a small lunch of sandwiches, we ended up on the couch browsing through movies.

“Harry, what do you want to watch?” I ask, nudging him with my foot, that is perched onto his lap.

“It's up to you.” He shrugs and I roll my eyes. “What?”

“Why can’t you just pick something? I am asking you,” I complain.

“Because, it is up to you.”

“Harryyyyyyy..” I drag.

“Fine.” He groans and smirks. “Cinderella.”

I give him the death stare, but smile knowing that he remembers my favorite, Disney movie.  I find the movie and press play. I stand to retrieve a blanket. I am about to settle  in my original spot, until Harry stops me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask cautiously.

“Lay with me.” He instructs rather than asks. He opens his arms, wide and I giggle. Turning off the lights, I make my way over to him. He is sitting, and I am sitting next to him with my legs stretched out sideways. His arms  are around my waist, as he pulls me on top of him. I pray that I am not crushing him. He nuzzles his face into my neck as I press into him.

I feel the familiar coldness of his lip ring against my neck. I turn to face him and watch the way the light from the screen dances on it. I shift my eyes to meet his. They are burning into mine. They are the most beautiful color of forest green. He smirks and dips his head to kiss my jawline. I smile as his soft lips press against my cheek, leading to my lips. His lips touch the corner of my mouth and I giggle, knowing what is going to happen next. His lips brush over mine. He then jumps to the other corner of my mouth, kissing against my cheek bone.

My mouth is open in shock as he laughs.

“Tease.” I huff as I poke his dimple.  

“Just a bit.” He bites his tongue and scrunches his nose.

Before, I can stop myself I am leaning down, pressing my lips to his. It is small kiss, but that doesn’t stop the fireworks from bursting inside of me. I feel the spark flow through my blood, traveling to every part of my body. I pull away and his eyes are still closed. I smile to myself and press another kiss to the bottom of his jaw. I pull away and rest my head onto his. I still feel his lip ring, pressing into the corner of my mouth. I can still feel the outline of his lips warming the skin of mine. I relax at the thought and sink into his body. His arms hug my waist tighter. His head rests on my shoulder, slightly leaning against mine. I lean mine, to rest on his. The story of Cinderella fills our eyes as we hold each other close.

***

“Do you have to leave?” I complain. I pull on his arm as he stands at my door.

“Yes. But I will see you tomorrow, love,” he assures.

I deflate, but nod. Today with Harry was too much fun and I don’t want it to end. I honestly feel like I know Harry. Nearly all of him. He moves me into his body and I am engulfed by his scent and warmth. I inhale deeply as I wrap my tiny arms around his torso.  I feel his lips press to my temple and I relax.

“I will see you soon, Elizabeth Rose.” He kisses my lips as he exits my apartment.

“Okay. See you soon.” I smile against the door frame as he rounds the corner. I look at my phone in my hand. It’s half to seven. I sigh and head back to the couch. I flop into Harry’s old spot and my phone buzzes.

Harry:

I am returning in an hour. Be ready and wear something nice. Xx