“This is so beautiful, don’t you want to watch them?” I heard him take a deep breath and felt him release my back before he took his hand in mine.
“Not really, they bring up some not so nice memories for me.” His voice almost broke and I felt my heart stop. The warmth of his hand became a little colder.
“Then let’s leave?” It was at this moment I knew I’d probably go anywhere with him. I didn’t want to see him hurt. I glanced up at his eyes and watched them soften instantly.
“I don’t think you realise how good you are Avay.” His fingers ran over my chin and I moved it softly. I looked around at the crowd of people who surrounded us and watched him harden again. I hated hiding this. I followed him, walking on my tip toes, trying my hardest not to ruin a nice pair of heels in the thick mud. He pulled on my hand slightly as we reached the front of the bar. His hands held my face as he kissed me slowly. The feeling of having him like this was all consuming and I suppressed a moan threatening to escape from my throat.
“People are still around you know?” I whispered against his lips as he pulled away a little, I watched as he smiled and I smiled too. He pulled on my hand softly and we made our way back towards his car. As we climbed in he started the engine which was still fairly warm from our drive here. He turned on the heating and I shivered. He laughed a little and I frowned.
“Do you trust me?” He questioned and I rolled my eyes.
“I suppose I’m going to have to?” He lowered his eyes and I grinned. I reached for his hand on the gear stick and felt him take mine in his softly.
“I meant what I said this morning, you know? I don’t want to play games.” His eyes were fixed on the road ahead and I nodded. I didn’t either.
“I think Chlo knows.” I muttered and he shrugged.
“Nah, she wants to believe she knows.” His words didn’t comfort me much. I watched as he pulled up at Alfie’s house and stopped the engine. He turned a little to look at me and I smiled. I felt shy under his gaze. He pulled my hand and kissed my knuckles. “I was gonna take you to the cabin, but I bottled it. I,” he began to speak and I could tell he was struggling with his words “well kinda, it’s too cold for the cabin. We spent a lot of time down there when we were younger. I spent some time there in the week, cleaning it and stuff.” I don’t think I had ever seen him lost in thought before but here he was rambling on. I leant to kiss him slowly, the feeling of his soft lips on mine sent my heart rate through the roof. “I dunno how to do this Av.” I smiled.
“Oh you do. You have no trouble.” I raised my eyebrow and smiled.
“No,” he shook his head softly and took his beanie off before he gestured between us. “This.” I gulped as confusion coursed through my veins. I shook my head and looked towards the house. I heard him clear his throat and watched as he left the car and jogged towards the house. I followed and the warmth instantly hit me when I closed the huge front door behind me. I rubbed my arms and exhaled. He was smiling at me, his blue eyes seemed lighter and I ran my hands around his neck slowly. I loved seeing him like this. Relaxed and smiling.
“I hate seeing you cold.” I admitted.
“I’m never cold?” He shrugged and I chuckled.
“No I meant cold hearted.”
“I am cold hearted Av, you just don’t see it all of the time.” I shook my head at his comment and ran my lips over his.
“You aren’t cold Harry.” His breathing became heavier and I felt his hands creap underneath the shirt on my back.
“You have no idea the world of shit you’ve got yourself into.” His words were raspy and sexy and sent a tingle down my spine. I felt the weight leave my feet as he placed me around his waist and carried me up the stairs towards his room. “I can’t leave you alone, I’m selfish,” he planted a kiss against my lips and then another “I am cold Av,” I shook my head again at his words and kissed him again but softly and slowly. I parted his lips with my tongue and deepened our kiss, his weight was now over me as my back hit his bed. My blazer was already missing.
“I didn’t have you down as the talking type?” I whispered once our lips had parted. My eyes opened to see his gaze burning down on me. I ran my arms over his back and pulled his jumper over his head. I watched his Adams Apple rise and fall and started to undo the buttons on my shirt. I watched his eyes follow my fingers down my shirt and heard him groan. I pulled my arms from my shirt and kissed him softly once more. He pulled away slightly and glanced down at me underneath him. His eyes looked lost as he examined me.
“I don’t want to fuck you Avaya.” I felt a stab of disappointment in my chest.
“Oh?” I began to sit up a little and felt him push me back down before he kissed my cheek and chin and then my neck. My body ached for him.
“No, not tonight.” His words were a whisper and I gulped. I wanted him and he was turning me down.
“Then don’t?” He smiled against my ear and kissed just below it. I loved it when he did it. My eyes shut involuntarily. I ran my
