Harry began to pull me closer to him. My flat stomached was against his torso. Our lips never separated, nor did our tongues.
"We shouldn't," I said pulling away. Harry's tight grip loosened. "It would be wrong."
"I guess..." He said breathing heavily.
"We should take it slow," I was saying random excuses for no reason! I felt like an idiot.
"I should go, it's late," Harry got up. I got off of him and felt like I had ruined whatever was going on between Harry and I.
"Don't," I said gripping his wrist. He turned around and smile at me. That same bubbly feeling I got from sitting in his car returned.
"Let's go on a walk," he said lifting me up. "Bundle up, it's cold out there." I did as I was told and put a double button, light grey, coat on along with a black beanie. Harry grabbed my hand and we took a walk out in the cold air. I was becoming weaker than ever. My strength became my weakness. There we were walking hand in hand.
"We have all night," I whispered. Harry stopped walking and looked at a couple sitting on park bench kissing.
"Why don't you go there with me?" His other hand grabbed my open hand. "I know you want to take it slow, but I don't want you to be the one that got away." I couldn't take it anymore! I grabbed his face and smashed my lips against his.
"Let's go back," I said. Harry had a face of satisfactory. He was all I could think about. Once we reached the building, we went to my room. "I'm a good girl, so..."
"You're confusing me Ella," he said smiling slightly. I took it as a 'you can't handle it can you?' He was mocking me silently.
"I'm just saying that we should make some rules," I lied. "But I guess we could break some...but what would Leah and Valerie thinking we..." I was going crazy!
"Your an adult, you said so yourself. We've got nothing to prove," he said comforting me. He rubbed my back and kissed my cheek. Chills went through my entire body. I kissed him on the mouth very sloppy. His large hands grabbed my waist. I unbuttoned his shirt as he threw off mine on the floor.
"You. Win." I moaned between breathes. He unstrapped my bra and left a trail of kisses along my neck and jaw line. "Harry," I moaned. The night was... special I suppose. But I won't describe it any more than that.