10. CH. 10
I attempted to push him away, multiple times. But he wouldn't budge. "I really need to leave." I said. "But you just got here." He mumbled. "Get off, I'm serious." I tried pushing him away once again but failed. "Well, hello serious. I'm Harry." He laughed. I rolled my eyes at his joke.
He rested his forehead on mine. "You know, Em, I've missed your touch." He said, sliding his hand down my arms until he reached my palms. "I've missed something to." I said. He smirked. "And what might that be?" He asked.
"The tea sitting on the coffee table. I bet its getting cold." I frowned. He shook his head. "You've got the most odd sense of humor." Harry stated. "Its only odd in your point of view." I mumbled.
He grabbed my bum with both hands and lifted me up. "Harry, put my down. This is n-" He had cut me off by kissing my lips. It was hard to resist kissing back. I didn't want to, but I also did.
I gave up and gave in. My lips moved with his as he held me around his waist against the wall. "Harry-" I pulled away. "Shh, you're fine." He whispered. He leaned in again. After he reconnected our lips, he took me off the wall and carried me to the provided bed given to him to borrow from the apartment staff.
'Oh no, oh no, oh no.' I thought, as if I could already tell what was to come.
It wouldn't be my first time though. That was about 3 years ago at Harry's home.
Before we could go any further, there was a knock at his apartment door. He let out an annoyed sigh before getting up and heading to the door to answer it. I got up as well, curious to see who was at the door. I hid in the bedroom doorway and watched as he answered. "Hello?" He asked at the door.
"Hi 'a, mate!"