27. Don't Change the Subject Mr.
Harry’s hands turned me around to look him in the eye, as he leaned down and kissed me strongly. “I don’t like it when others give you hard time love. (He hugged me tight in his arms, and I rested at his touch.) Let’s go up, shall we?” I nodded in his chest, as I lifted my head and walked with him upstairs. I went to the direction of the guest room, but Harry spoke: “Wrong room, this is the right on over here.” I blushed and shook my head as a no, because first of all I can’t rush anything, second of all I will feel guilty if anything happened; what if my aunt was write about Anne? I can’t risk anything more, I already am with Harry but if anything evolves she might go ballistic on me!
“Harry go to bed.” He groaned and walked towards me. “You’re sleeping beside me, and that’s final.” Oh no not the stubborn attitude again! “How about we discuss this later? I really am sleepy Harry. (I faked a yawn and his eyes shot at me.)” He spoke: “Alright, then come with me to my room so we can sleep and discuss this later.” I laughed at his silliness. “No, go to sleep in your own room, please Harry? If you love me, then you’ll do that.” He sighed and shook his head playfully.
“You just twisted my weak spot you know that? This is the first and last time, are we clear? Next time, I want to see my girlfriend beside me; no discussion.” He was so cute, calling me his girlfriend and wanting me to sleep beside him; I really wonder why guys like him are never found anymore. “Deal. (I smiled and he kissed me softly.)” The kiss didn’t stop, it kept getting more intense as I found myself being sneakily dragged to the side of his bedroom; you little wicked monster! I dropped the kiss and he smirked playfully.
“Harry! To your bedroom, go!” He huffed surrendering as he kissed my forehead and said:“Good night beautiful.” I blushed and kissed his cheek.“Good night Harry.” He grinned while each of us entered separate rooms. I locked my door, and took off my dress, and then I realized I didn’t have anything to wear to sleep in, so I just decided there isn’t anything I could do except sleep in my underwear. I dove under the soft sheets and drowned myself in a long, pleasant sleep.
…. The Next Morning ….
I felt someone breathing over my face, and so I opened my eyes slowly to gasp my breath from the scared feeling! “Harry! (I looked at my almost naked body, as I directly wrapped the sheets on me to cover up.) How did you come here!?” He giggled as he sat beside me on the bed; he was perfect at the moment. His hair was fuzzy and he was wearing these checkered Pj pants; while his abdomen was bare. I never saw those tattoos before, the all looked interesting, especially the butterfly tattoo!
“It’s rude to stare. (He chuckled, and held me close in his arms, as he laid beside me under the covers.)” I snapped from my gazing, and looked up at him. “Don’t change the subject Mr. How did you get in?” He smirked and spoke: “First of all, good morning sunshine. Second of all I think you are forgetting that I own this place? Which means I have a key to each room?” I felt those words slap my morning -stupid phase; of course he does! Silly me! “(I nuzzled my head in his chest and he held me closer to him.) Good morning to you too. You scared me you know?” I felt his smile grow, without even seeing it, he just brushed my hair and kept holding me with warmth. I never had such a feeling, nor have I ever been in such a situation with a boyfriend of mine.
“May I ask you something babe?” Did he just call me babe?! Oh that is so cute! This is the first time he says it! “Of course, tell me what’s on my boyfriend’s mind?” He giggled and kissed the center top of my head. “It’s the weekend for you isn’t it? (I nodded and looked up to his heavenly face.) Alright then, how would you like if we went on our first date?” I was astonished completely. First date! That made me feel like a dream of my own was coming true; oh Harry if I only met you before that prick Nick…