Inspiration

12) Him

After our little make-out session, she noticed how late she was and stormed out. While dancing in circles and jumping, I notice her hairband around my wrist from before. I smirk, I untied her hair while kissing her, she was playing with my hair as well. Her hair was a beautiful smooth mess that I could drown in anytime. I slam myself on the couch and I already miss her heat, I smell the hairband, it smells like her shampoo, I close my eyes and lose myself to sleep.

For the first time in I don't know how much, I slept more than two hours. When I woke up, it was 6 AM which is earlier than I usually wake up. I think it's because I slept early. I take the hairband and smell it again; I really need to see her, but I still have to wait for three more hours.

I sigh and move to the shower. I stand in front of my wardrobe for a longer time than I usually do. I need to choose something good for today, but not too ravishing. I groan, I never cared about those things before, why now? In the end, I decide on my black jeans, a grey t-shirt, black leather jacket and my favourite red scarf. Though my hair is a hopeless case, I try to comb it as much as I can. I look at my watch to find it 8:40. I grin, only twenty minutes are left before I can see her.

I take my bag and rush through the door to Harper's house. I reach it in ten minutes. Should I call her? Will that annoy her? I can't wait anymore; I want to at least hear her voice. I grab my phone and call her; on the third ring she picks up.

"Hello," she whispers.

God, that voice! "Hello, I was wondering if my fair lady is ready, yet"

She remains quiet for a while then she speaks, "well, I am afraid, you will have to wait a little"

I am a bit disappointed but I keep my voice neutral, "well, I am outside, so when you finish, come out"

"wait, you are outside?" she shouts and I hear chaotic noises. I look upstairs to find her looking at me from a window. She looks dressed in her outfit but her hair is still unkempt.

I smile, "you look so beautiful"

She looks down and stays silent for a while, "thank you"

"Hurry up because I really can't wait anymore to kiss you," I whisper before I hang up. I can see her widened eyes from here.

I wait for twenty minutes before she is finally out of the door. She looks so cute in her pink shirt, black jeans and a grey jacket with her hair loose behind her back. Once she reaches me, I grab her in my arms and connect our lips. The kiss is not deep but not short either, just the way I imagined it.

When I move away, I smirk, "I missed the feeling of your lips."

She pouts, "you don't miss anything else?"

I tilt my head, "maybe, I do miss the owner of the lips a little bit."

She hits my chest playfully then her face turns serious, "I have some uncomfortable news."

I raise an eyebrow, "what's wrong?"

She rolls her eyes, "my parents invite you to have breakfast with us"

I start blinking then I stutter, "l... like, r... right, now?"

She nods and I swallow hard, "do I look good? How should I act? Should I avoid certain subjects? Man, I knew I should have chosen my clothes more carefully, now, your parents will think that I am some kind of...."

I was cut from my rant by her lips, it was a short contact but it was still able to heat me up.

She smiles, "you will be great, just be yourself minus the temper of course... and your rude attitude."

I roll my eyes, "haha, very funny."

She takes my hand and intertwines our fingers together, "C'mon, let's go"

I still feel nervous but just with those small gestures, I feel a lot better. I can't help but remember my old days with her, have I ever been this comfortable around her? Has she ever had that healing effect on me?

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