Tangible

Before I could say anything he bent over and traced my jaw with his thumb. He was so much taller than me. He used his thumb to lift my chin and he kissed me. Harry Styles kissed me. I kissed him back, little sparks running up and down my spine and he picked me up and I ran my hands through his hair. I let go for a second to slam the door shut behind us and he laughed, lips still against mine.