Chapter 8 - The Hand of the Abyss • Part 2

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After hours of chatting, laughing and flirting. Me and Johnny have completely forgotten about what happened with Jamie. We realise what time it is after the room goes dim, jesus i'm fucking starving what's the time? I check the time and it's 7:30pm. Johnny asks what wrong and i tell him how late it is and that we should eat, he gets up and dials a number in the phone.

HJ - "Johnny what are you doing?"

JD - "Ordering takeout"

HJ - "Nope. Im gonna cook for us tonight. Your coming home treat"

JD - "Oh yeah, you just keep getting better and better don't you"

He does a small laugh as he replies.

HJ - "I was thinking of spaghetti bolognese, what do you think?"

JD - "ummm...Sounds gooddd"

I walk into the kitchen and turn on the hob and boil the kettle. I feel eyes burning in the back of my head as I'm putting the pasta in the pan. I knew exactly who it was. A smirk crept on my face and i looked into the window. I see a 5'10" silhouette leaning on the doorframe, the only thing i can see clearly is his piercing dark eyes, countless rings and a silver chain around his neck. I act as though i've not seen him and carrying on stirring the pasta, unbeknownst to what's about to happen. I start to make the sauce as i hear him stand to his feet. I don't mean to sound cliché but you could literally cut the tension with a knife. The apprehension of what he's doing is enough to make my palms sweat. I just look down and try to concentrate on the job. Spaghetti Harper. That's all your doing. Cooking pasta for Johnny.

Then i hear it. The clunking of his boots. The rattling of his jewellery. The scent of his cologne. I feel his presence behind me. OKAY I'M PANICKING NOW. My heart rate is through the fucking roof as i look back in the window. Oh my god. His head is edging closer and closer to my neck. Simultaneously i feel his hands grasp onto my hips. My breathing increases as i gasp. He moves my hair to behind my ear, as i feel his lips graze my neck. "Johnny..." i whisper whilst still looking through the window. I see him come away from my neck and examine my body as though it's the first time he's ever seen me. He replies with a simple whisper "Shhh...".

He quickly turns me round so i'm facing him. We look deeply into eachothers eyes. Still examining me.
I slowly say "What?" and he replies with a soft kiss and then pulls away. "Well?" he says. As a reply i kiss him straight back. His hands move up from my hips to my waist as his grip tightens and one hand moves to my face. I reciprocate and run a hand up his neck through his soft dark hair. He deepens the kiss as his hands travel down to my legs. He lifts one legs up, and the other soon after, lifting me onto the countertop. As the kiss deepens more, our hands start to roam eachothers body. I find the buttons to his shirt and start to unbutton them one by one. He pulls away and looks at me with a look of desperation and concern. "Are you sure babe?" he asks while almost gasping for breath. "Of course, are you J?" i reply, he kisses me once again and comes back with "never been more sure". He tugs at my top and i lift my arms up. Once the top is off, he once again examines my body, his hands travelled around my waist and up to my chest. Starting the kiss once again as i go back to unbuttoning his shirt. I rip it off and it reveals more of his tattoos. He lifts me up once more not breaking the kiss as he starts to make his way upstairs, heading straight for the bedroom.

He kicks the door open with his foot as he makes his way to the bed. Slowly putting me down on the bed his hair falls onto my face as he hovers above me. Undressing eachother, the room fills with the scent of sweat. He breaks away from the kiss and reaches into his jean pocket that has been thrown on the floor, pulls out a silver packet and rips it open with his teeth. He falls back down and his lips crash against mine once more.

Fuck.

We both lay in silence, hearing eachothers heavy breathing, staring at the ceiling. I look over at him and smile. Thinking in my head, that was fucking amazing.
He gives me a soft but devilish smile as he pecks me on the cheek and gets up off the bed. I look curious as i ask him where he's going, he looks round and says "Are you seriously going to cook now, i think i should order us a takeout Harp, what do you think?". I nod out of exhaustion as i hear him order a pizza. He comes back upstairs and gets back under the sheets. Signaling for me to get closer, and so i do. I lay on his chest, hearing his heart beat. We both shut our eyes and just listen to cars driving past.

We get a knock at the door and Johnny runs down in my dressing gown and i laugh hysterically from the way he looked. I hear the door shut and the banging on the stairs from him running up. He jumps back into bed and opens the pizza box. I eat the pizza and just think of what's just fucking happened. I am gonna have to have a major mother's meeting with the girls as soon as i can. I look at Johnny and rest my head on his shoulder as we finish the rest of the pizza. Out of nowhere i find my eyes shutting. Johnny notices, chucks the empty pizza box on the floor and shuffles us both down, he covers me with the duvet and gives me a quick peck on the lips as he says "Night sweetheart, i missed you too".

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