Wayfaring Stranger

Wayfaring Stranger (Chapter 5)

Harry’s POV

“Harry?” she whispered as I was kissing her neck. “You like that baby?” I said biting her neck good enough to leave a mark. Earning a moan and a giggle after she wined about the little pain.

Pushing me away slowly she looked me straight in the eyes and said, “could we discuss some things before we continue… and believe me I want to continue.” Giving me a wink she smiled even more.

“Sure babe, what do you want to discuss?” I asked drawing circles on her thighs which were straddling me, her hair in a messy knot thanks to my tugging and playing of her hair, her lips swollen from the intense kissing, and-

“About us, about where we are going…” she said breaking my inner babble about her beauty no matter what. “Well what about it, do you want to label it or what do you want? I’m open for suggestions, as long as you are in them.” I said, capturing her blushing which only made me want her to kiss her even more, but holding my urge I let her continue with our conversation, hoping that she would want something serious with him or at least something more than just friend with benefits.

In all honesty I’m tired of the one-night stands, and the dates but not ending in nothing serious. I want something that is going to be constant in my life for a change and I’m willing to work hard to make this work. Because even though I have only met her for a week I really want her to be part of my life and my girlfriend. My girlfriend, Yes! That’s it, that’s what I want… I want to wake up by her side, go to sleep with her, kiss her every five minutes if I want to and do it because I can, I want to love her, to make her happy and many other things, but mainly I want HER to be mine and I to be hers.

Is that to much to ask for?

 Harry’s POV

Peeking my lips she pulls me back from my thoughts, smiling down at me “Welcome back to Earth, babe!”

Laughing slightly I answer her question “Well let’s see… I think it’s too early to be my girlfriend so how about we say we are officially dating and from her we part up to whatever the future has for us… Do you like that idea?”

Earning a smile from her she says, “I love it! But since we are dating how many dates do you think we have been through already?” The way she said it, and the smirk she had on told me that she meant something more into it than just a question…

“Well I don’t know… Let’s see… Ok, the official first date is the coffee date and today could be the second date. Because you know we have meet up before but not in a date like matter. So I would say 2 dates? Why do you ask?” I said trying to figure out her deep look. However as I finished talking the smirk came back.

Taking my necklace in her finger and playing with it she looked a little shy to the eyes, but knowing her better I knew she was acting “Is just that I have some rules about dating and it seems you have been an exception to must of them…”

Smirking towards her response I laid my hand on her lower back and asked huskily “Is that so?” Nodding in response she finally looked up from my chest and smiled sweetly to me “Look for instance I don’t kiss on the first date, I don’t tend to go to a guys house on the second date and I totally don’t get done with a guy on the second date…”