You Can Call Me Queen Bee

Chapter 2

A week later, I got news that Harry would be coming over.

Again, I made sure I looked good for him. I put on some tight skinny jeans, a sheer floral peasants top, which was slightly see through and some black converse high tops. I only put a small amount of makeup and fixed my hair up a bit. I sat on my bed and sighed as I waited for him to come even though I wasn't sure when exactly.

Maybe, I should just tidy my room up. I huffed when I got up from my bed and started to look for what I could tidy up. It wasn't too messy as some of the maids probably came and tidied it up. I looked over towards my makeup table which, I do admit, did look pretty untidy. I huffed as I went to my desk and looked over my things, thinking of what to do. There was a knock on my door which caused me to knock over one of my perfume bottles.

"Come in," I shouted and crawled under the vanity table.

"Woah Princess didn't think I'd be seeing you like this so soon," I heard a voice say which I hadn't heard in a long time.

I yelped and tried to crawl out but bumped my head on the underside of the table and managed to knock over some things above my head. A gasp resounded through the room.

"Princess, are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm all right," I said as I climbed out, my cheeks turning a bit rosey.

Immediately, I felt Harry's hands on my face, and he started to observe my head. I held my breath just as his hands rested on my cheeks. He turned my head to the side and I laughed nervously.

"I don't see anything yet if you feel different, please tell me" I nodded then looked up into his eyes.

I blushed when I saw him staring back at me.

"You are breathtaking," he whispered.

I probably was an even darker tone than my pink blush right now.

"How many other people have you said that to?" I questioned, thinking about all the other people who would have been interested in him.

"Probably a lot of individuals to be honest-" my heart fell a little "-but you're the only one I've meant it to."

"I'm not beautiful," I blushed.

"Now you are lying to yourself, Lou."

"Lou?" I frowned, turning my head to the side.

"I-I like it, I heard Eleanor calling you Lou, so I just thought-" it was cute watching him stumble over his words before I decided to intervene.

"It's fine Haz," I smiled, and he went back to his usual smirk.

"Can I give you a kiss? I haven't had one for a long time."

"I suppose you do owe me one as you made me hit my head," I replied, rolling my eyes earlier.

"Alright, " Harry smirked as he leant in to give me a kiss.

I had missed the feel of his lips, and I instantly pressed a bit harder this time. I loved the way his lips felt against mine. When his tongue ran over my bottom lip, I smiled happily before letting him in. I tangled my fingers in his shirt which brought him a bit closer to me. Our breaths became more rushed as we kissed a bit more and he dominated my mouth with his tongue. We managed to slow ourselves down before I pulled away.

"Hello... I still haven't said that yet," Harry panted against my lips.

"H-Hi," I giggled.

"What should we do?" he asked, looking around the room.