Moving Forward

Chapter 20: Harry Johnson

Chris had fallen asleep after we popped in one of the movies he brought over. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost 5. The time seemed to just slip by as we were talking and just enjoying each other. He moved a little in my arms, snuggling up to my chest a little bit more. I tried to adjust myself but the grip of his arms around me became stronger. I smiled seeing how he frowned before he settled back.

"You move too much," I heard him grumble.

"Well, you are squeezing me so tight I can barely adjust myself," I joked and he hugged me even tighter. From the crushing of my sides, I knew he was fully awake now.

"Okay," I struggled pulling him off as he laughed, "You are so childish."

I moved towards the TV to turn off the movie as I thought he was stretching on the couch. I turned around to ask him what he wanted to do but I stopped in my tracks. As he pulled his arms over his head, a small bit of his stomach showed off that impressive tattoo. Then looking lower, I saw how his dick bounced against his thigh. My mouth watered just looking at him stand up. I had to clear my throat before I mindlessly said, "Let's go for a run."

He stopped and laughed, "Dude it's like kinda cold outside and I'm not really dressed for a run. So, pick another activity."

I wish my brain was working at this point but it couldn't function. I swear I have been trying very hard but honestly, if he hadn't fallen asleep during the movie I would have made my move. Now, there was nothing stopping me. However, I didn't want to give my brother and Johnathan the satisfaction of being right. I mean it's only a few more hours before Caleb came home and I think I could survive them...if God himself was in this room.

"You okay Harry?" Chris asked approaching me, "You look pressed."

I quickly shook my head and answered, "Naw, just daydreaming."

He nodded awkwardly before saying, "Yeaaahhh, uhm, how about we continue our talk from earlier? I want to tell you something."

I gave the Lord a silent prayer as he leads us back to the couch. We sat down as I let out a heavy breath I was holding in. When he talks to me, I don't feel like jumping him. I want to listen to him and understand everything he is telling me. Like I didn't want to miss anything. It was new because usually I don't pay attention like this unless its Caleb or John. I wanted to know him and is it weird to say that hearing him talk is better than sex? Like when he laughs and changes his facial expressions, I remember everything. Like now, his face looks troubled so I know what he is about to say had to be something deeper than what he told me earlier.

He moved closer to me, locking his eyes with mine. He took a deep breath before saying, "I really don't think you should work with my dad Harry."

I leaned back in confusion because I thought today was just supposed to be about us. Why did he bring his dad up? I snickered awkwardly before speaking, "Hey let's not talk about this today."

"No, we need to," He said catching me off guard again, "There is something you should really know."

"Can we please just focus on us, " I tried to deviate the conversation again but he wasn't budging as he said, "I'm trying to make you understand why me and him don't see eye to eye."

"But you said something about work too."

"Yes, because it goes with it, now stop interrupting me!"

"Well, I don't want to talk about work today," I sternly stated as he bit his lip, "I mean, I want to know but if it's concerning my work relationship with him, you really have no say Chris."

"But Harry you should really know what I am about to tell you. It will clarify- "

"It will only clarify that your relationship with your dad is terrible. I understand Chris, I really do but you can't tell me- "