Chapter 3

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I felt my heart begin to race, as she ran her hand through my hair.
Leaning in, she brushed her lips against mine before kissing me softly, tugging on my lower lip.
I had kissed Harry tons of times before, but it had never felt like this... like... An explosion of heat taking over, filling my veins, a thick desire I had never experienced before.
Man, and this was just from a single kiss! hungry for more, I felt her tug my hair as I moved in closer.

"A little excited, are we?" she whispered against my lips, sending goosebumps down my arms.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled apologetically.

"Don't be." she smiled, kissing me again.

I felt her palm on my upper thigh, a rush of electric sparks ran through me.
I had never felt this way before.

She pulled away and I found myself pouting.
She let out a hearty laugh.

"You're adorable, Arabella." she smiled, her thumb caressing my cheek.
I pressed my face onto her hand, longing to feel the warmth.
What's going on with me?

Why does she have such an extreme affect on me?

I closed my eyes, focusing on the tingling feeling soaring through my veins.

*****

I slammed my bedroom door shut.
No one was home, what's the point? No one is ever home!
Mom is away for a week at a spa retreat, my dad is away on business.
Who knows where my brother is.

I sat on my bed, trying to ignore the seeping sadness that was taking over.

Once in awhile it would be nice if my family was actually home.
I mean, the freedom is great and all. But sometimes the loneliness and isolation can be overwhelming.

I lay down and put my head phones on, playing 'Titanium.' And softly singing along.
Ignoring the ringing phone down stairs.

I tried to feel Ms. Jacobs warm touch again, trying to bring back the memories.
I felt myself flush before my phone vibrated, scaring me.

"Miss u."

It was Harry. I groaned. I can't believe I forgot about him!

"Miss u too. what's up?"

I text back, ignoring the annoyance that threatened to take over.
I mean, I was actually starting to get back into feeling better.

"Can I come over?"

I looked at the clock, it was 4pm.

"Sure."

I regretted it instantly, but it's too late to change anything now.

I sighed and got ready.

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