Bunny. (30th Chapter)

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Harmony's POV:
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I climb up the stairs; feeling like my back could crack a pair of wings. The thought of Harry securing me with a job, is able to increase my fascination of his being. Its strange how when we first met, I would have never imagined that I would find myself rushing up the stairs to see him.




Not only to see him, but to thank him for rescuing me from my toughest hour of financial doom. He holds hidden features of a human guardian, enriched with pure sensitivity and modesty. I don't want to jinx it, but I hope that he maintains his true character; I just don't want him to be scary and angry anymore.





Now that I think of it, it doesn't suite him. What suites him is a globe made of fluffy white clouds, surrounded by the soft touch of feathers; he is that pure to me now. I find my hand twisting the doorknob, caring less to knock; my anticipation is on its peek right now.




"Listen, I promise you that she has nothing to do with snitching. She was just a lost girl and she didn't see what we were working on. (He rubs his temples, pacing around the room with the phone pressed on his ear) I made sure that she didn't see a thing. (His eyes shift to see me in sight, which makes him hold his index finger to ask for my patience) I have to take care of something right now, I'll call you later."




He gives me a smile, while I force a fake one out. After what I've heard, my enthusiasm began to decrease; he was talking about yesterday's commotion. Harry begins to walk towards me (http://www.polyvore.com/brown_blondie/set?id=116818496&lid=3647815), causing his sweats to slide a little down, from his waist.




He hugs me for the first time, and I free my emotions into his touch. I snake my hands on his shoulders, resting my head on his welcoming chest. "I was on the phone with Patrick. He's the only guy you still haven't met; he was just worried that you told on us or you saw something." I feel relaxed from Harry's honest explanation; my admiration grows for him second by the other. He racks our bodies in the hug, while his chin rests on top of my head.




"What's bothering you?" I sense his concern from his warming tone, which makes me sigh."(I depart the hug, but he holds my waist instead) I came here to thank you for supplying me with a job offer. But I won't lie, I'm afraid of what could happen to me now." Harry's thumbs draw calming circles on my waistline, making me relax under his touch. "Nothing will happen to you; I won't allow it no matter what. I'll always keep you safe, Harmie; I promise." I nod, feeling hypnotised by his words of care.




His head begins to tilt down to mine, coming closer as my breathing speeds. "(He whispers his question, once his lips are close to mine) May I try something?" I nod, sensing everything around me turning to slow motion. His lips press over mine, softer than velvet, sweeter than sucrose. I notice his eyes closing, showing me how meaningful his action is. Once I kiss back, I feel the smile grow in his face; feeling relieved that I want this with him as much as he does. 




I place my palms over his chest, caressing them in a passionate format; matching the feeling our lips are sharing. "(He speaks through the kiss) This is so addicting..." Once I feel his hands sliding lower to my thighs, I slowly split the kiss to an end. His eyes open, revealing a deep ocean of green waves.




"That was um..." He stops, not able to describe his feeling; breathing out from his mouth in relaxation. His smile grows, once he notices the redness on my cheeks. "Awe, look at you being so shy." His playfullness earns a joking slap on his arm, making both of us laugh.

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