Kiwi // H.S.

Part 13: Watermelon Sugar

It had been a few hours, I was in the bathroom. I looked over to the counter and saw my favorite Chapstick. It was a limited edition for the summer. It was called "watermelon Sugar" I puts some on and walked back out to the living room and saw Harry sitting on the couch. I moved past and walked to the kitchen. "Harry, want some chocolate covered strawberries?" I ask him. He smiles and comes into the kitchen with me. He takes one from the plate. And eats it. He smiles and looks down at the floor.
"What?" I say.
"It's just...I kinda want to kiss you again Daisy Creeks." He smiles, his head hasn't lifted from the floor. It is then I notice how close we are. "I'm just thinking out loud."
He looks back up at me with a smile. "I kinda want to kiss you to Harry Styles." I say. He smiles. And puts his hand on my waist and pulls me closer to him. He puts his hand on my cheek keeping the other on my waist, and his lips touch mine, my stomach has butterflies, his lips are so soft. His grip tightens against my waist. And I put my hands in his hair. He breaks from the kiss but still
So close I can feel his breath. "Your chapstick...what is it?" He asks. "Watermelon Suagr." I say with a smile, he lets his lips touch mine very lightly, as if to get another taste. "I like it." He says. He moves his hand from my face down to my lower waist with the other one. And kisses me again. He smiles. "Ready?" He says in between kisses. "For what?"
I say. He lifts me onto the counter. I start laughing. And he smiles at my giggles. He starts to move away but I grab his shoulders and pull him back kissing him once more. He keeps his head touching mine and says "tastes like strawberries..." he thinks. "On a summer evening.."
"Oh your so full of it." I say and pull him back to me.
I close my eyes breathing him in and out. It's like I'm high on him, like I can't ever get enough. I don't want this moment to end. Ever.

I wake up next to him, again. And smile, I kiss his cheek and he opens his eyes.
"Good morning sleepy head." I say. I laughs and rolls over. "I'm trying to sleep love." He says.
"I'm trying to sleep love." I say mimicking his accent.
He rolls back over with a smile on his face. "Your eyes look very pretty." He says. "Golden."
"Huh?" I says. "Golden, its what your eyes remind me of."
"Like the color or..."
"Just golden."
My cheeks are hot.
"Ya know what Harry Styles." I say. I'm sitting on my knees now and he is laying with his hand behind his head.
"Yes Daisy Creeks."
"Your kind of adorable."
He smiles. His cheeks are red. Just makes him look cuter.
He grabs my hand, our fingers intertwined. "What do ya say we hang out today, before the trip, I can help you get ready and all packed then we can go to my place and get all pack since we're leaving tomorrow morning." I smile at that thought.
"I would like that."
I say.
And that's exactly what we did. He helped me pack, I have never left the country before and had no clue what to bring. But Harry was helpful. And then we went back to his house. Or at least I thought we were. He pulled over on the side of the road.
"Harry...what are we doing." I say.
"Music shop." He tells me with a smile.
"Stay here, stay low, I will be right back."
"Ok..." I say. He looks at me. Then looks down...like he is trying to decide something. Looks back up at me. And then back down.
"What?" I say.
"Your just so pretty."
I actually laugh.
"Go into the music store you little flirt." I say. He smiles and kisses my forehead, gets out. And I lower my seat.