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Emily, the 17 year old directioner, from London. Who like most of the population of teenagers all over the world dreams of marrying him, her dreams get lost, is it really close to happening? No. This mystery man would give her feelings that no one else could give her, love, lost, and hatred. Would never seeing him, or thinking about him again going to help. surely not. Well, you could say that this story, these events would leave you wanting, wondering, maybe even crying.

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6. This is becoming a frequent thing!

Every time Harry walked past me or made eye contact with me he'd smile that cheeky smile he always does. I felt cold and overwhelmed when he did this. I felt embarrassed when he reminded me about what happened, but it was both of us and it felt so right. He was so good. I thought about the scene 24/7 rewrite what happened. 

He walked past me, unaware that my father was sat at the other end of the table. My father was staring at him, arms crossed. Just staring, did he know what was happening? Because me and Harry made sure we closed to door locked before doing anything. Wait, we heard someone when Harry gulped? It could have been him, but he didn't hear us and if he did it'd just be me in my room alone. Anyway, he walked past, stroking his hands against mine. I was revising for my course work and couldn't get anything done. I looked up at him and smiled, he smiled back until he was out of my view. I looked at my dad to see where he was actually looking. He looked straight at me, shaking his head. He hummed. Just a slight 'hmm' I could only just hear it it was that quiet. Was something going on, did Harry tell him, perhaps he caught us sleeping together, put all of these possible happenings was impossible, my door was locked. 

Again, I was in my room. Me&Harry anyway. We was discussing how 'wrong this is' but both of us felt like it was so right. I tried to put the point across that it was just a little fumble. But it wasn't. It was passionate. And I loved it, I love him. He says he loves me. Shall we tell people. Should I just have a quiet word with mum? But everyone would disagree. Its a hard, awkward situation. 

"So..You want this? Because if you don't I promise I won't force you. I only want you to know that that was the most  memorable event of my sex life. Your beautiful Emily." He said. I was very pleased he actually said that. It was memorable for me too. But that doesn't mean I should go against my parents wishes. But I love him so much. I do, I really do. Every girl loves him. But I love him intimately. Like couples love. I thought. Then smiled as I said "Of course I want this Harry, I love you!" He smiled back and we kissed, again. Every possible minute we get together alone, we kiss. It happened again.  

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