Colorful (H.S) | ✔️

45

Moving day was much closer than anticipated. I began packing all my prized possessions and clothes. Luckily for us, the apartment came pre-furnished. I don't even want to know how much it costs.

Basically, I need to pack all my things except my bed and dresser.

I sigh, dropping on to my bed. I need a break from the packing. My back is beginning to hurt.

A small tap comes from my window. I ignore it, probably a bird.

Then it happens again, and again, and again.

I groan, going to check out the persistent animal. I pull my curtains down to find nothing. I look around, trying to find the source.

Just then, a pebble comes flying at the window. It makes a small tap, then falls to the ground. My eyes shift downward to see Harry standing there.

What in the world?

I gesture to the front door and run downstairs. When I open it, I give him an amused expression. "You know, you could have just knocked."

He smiles sheepishly. "Wasn't sure if your mum was home."

"You could have called or texted too."

"Where's the fun in that? Besides, I think this is quite romantic. Like Romeo and Juliet" He pushes past me into my home. 

I narrow my eyes at him and close the door behind me. He abruptly stops walking, causing me to bump into him. 

"Ouch," I yelp as my nose collides with his hard back.

He turns around and chuckles. "Watch where you're going," he teases.

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, I didn't know you were going to be here!"

Instead of responding, he puts his hands on my waist. He leans in closer and I close my eyes, anticipating a kiss. I wait a couple seconds and am met with disappointment. I open my eyes to see him staring down at me, a twinkle in his eyes.

"What?" He innocently cocks his head.

"You're an ass," I mutter before getting on my tippytoes and giving him a small kiss. 

When I go to pull away, he pushes my head back toward him and deepens the kiss. I give in, knowing it's been too long since we kissed. 

I hear loud footsteps coming down the stairs. I sober up and step away from Harry as quickly as possible. He shoots me an amused smirk as Lily comes into view.

"Hey- oh. Hi Harry, I had no idea you'd be here!" Shock takes over her face. 

"Hello, Lily." Harry politely greets.

"Oh wow..." she smiles for a second, then snaps out of it. "Uh, I'm going to a friend's house for the night."

I notice the duffle bag in her hand. "Does mom know?" 

She nods affirmatively. I shoot her a thumbs up and she leaves the house, waving bye to Harry in the process. 

"Now," Harry smirks, spinning me toward him and putting his hands in the back of my jean pockets. "Where were we?"

A light blush spreads over my face, but I try to contain it. 

"Ah... forget how easily you blush sometimes."

"I do not!" I cry, burying my face in his chest. I feel his hands come out of my pocket and he lifts my face up.

"It's cute," is all he says before resuming our earlier kiss.