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Traces of Your Touch (An AU Fanfiction)

Chapter 29

“So he filled your room with balloons? To apologize, because you two had a fight?” Beatrice Morgan tried to understand Aria as she finished explaining the situation to her mother.

“Yes, mom!”

“God, Aria! Marry the boy!”

“What? Mom!”

“I’m serious! He sounds so romantic! Plus, he is gorgeous! I’m telling you! You’ve hit the jackpot with this boy!”

“Mom, please!” Aria turned red at her mother’s discomforting assessment. This was exactly why she didn’t tell her mother anything. “It isn’t like that with Louis and I!”

“Don’t be stupid, Ari! The boy clearly likes you if he went to such measures to apologize to you! Did he give these flowers as well?” Beatrice asked, picking up the flowers given to Aria by Harry. Aria snatched them away from her mother’s hands.

“Uh- No! Those were from someone else.” Aria replied, thoughtlessly.

“Well, it looks like this someone else is apologizing to you as well. You see those purple hyacinths? They are the perfect flowers to say ‘I’m sorry’. Your father gave it to me when we got in a fight back in the days. He’s the one who told me the meaning of it.” Beatrice stared at the flowers fondly. Their conversation was suddenly interrupted by Aria’s phone ringing. Aria grabbed the phone off the night stand to check the caller ID. It was Harry.

“Who is it, baby?” Beatrice asked her daughter, a little worried by Aria’s expression.

“Oh- Umm. Just a friend, mom.”

“Is it that someone else?” Beatrice asked cheekily, to which Aria’s face turned completely red.
Beatrice smiled before getting up to leave Aria’s room. On the doorway she turned to speak, “Don’t pick up on the first call, baby. Make him work for it.”

Aria bit down on her lips and let the call go to her voice-mail as her mother walked out of the room. Make him work for it? She waited for him to call again, but after five minutes passed without any call she thought she had blown her chances. Just as she was about to lay down her phone on the bed, the phone rang once again. Aria was about to pick up on the first ring but suddenly recalled her mother’s advice. After four rings, Aria picked up and spoke, “Hello?”

“Aria? It’s Harry.”

“Yeah, I know. What’s up, Harry?”

“Umm- I’m outside your place. Did your parents leave?” It seemed as though Harry was taken aback by Aria’s nonchalant voice.

“Nope. But that’s alright. They won’t be a problem. I’ll come down.” Before he could speak further, Aria hung up and walked downstairs, satisfied by her own coolness.

She walked down the stairs and as soon as she opened the door, all her self-confidence disappeared. She took in how gorgeous Harry looked in a red plaid shirt and pulled down on the plain jumper that she had donned on, feeling extremely self conscious.

Harry let out a nervous chuckle, dimples on full display before he greeted Aria.

“Hey!”

“H- hey!”How in the world could you stay mad at the boy if he looked so darn good? It just wasn’t fair. Aria realized that she was staring, so she got herself together and moved out of the way so that Harry could get in.

“It’s chilly today. Isn’t it?” Harry asked, sounding a little awkward.

“Umm- yeah.” Aria agreed, putting her hands inside the pockets of her jeans.

“So- umm. Let’s head upstairs to my room since mom’s home.” Aria broke the silence that dragged on after her last reply.

“Yeah. Okay.” Harry agreed and followed Aria all the way up.

As she reached the platform which lead to her room, Aria turned to Harry and explained, “My room- It’s not much.”

“I’m sure it’s wonderful.” Harry reassured Aria with a smile. Aria gave a small smile before opening her door. Harry walked in but his smile quickly changed to a frown. Aria felt her heart plummet and she hardened her jaw in fury at his judgey attitude.

“Like I said, it isn’t much.” Aria spoke in a flat tone, to which Harry turned to look at her.

“No! It’s wonderful, Aria! It’s just- why do you have balloons all over the room. Did you have a party?”

Aria looked around and chuckled as realization hit her. She turned to Harry and explained in a fond voice, “No! It was Louis’ idea! Long story!”

“Louis’ idea?” Harry asked, the frown deepening as he grabbed one of the balloons and read what was written on it. Aria felt a bit uncomfortable by the way Harry was analyzing the balloon, as though it had a bomb attached to it. So she cleared her voice to speak.

“So…you wanted to talk to me about something?”

“Uh- yeah.” Harry put down the balloon before continuing. “About the other night…I wanted to apologize about what I said…”

Harry stopped to see Aria’s reaction before he continued. Aria nodded her head and sat down on her bed, waving her hand for him to continue.

“I- I don’t know what to say except that I realized after I left how it all may have sounded to you. And I just…want to fix it now.”

“Your words…they were really crude, Harry. I felt like a cheap skank who offered herself to the first guy who showed interest.”

Harry rushed to sit by her side to explain, “Look, Aria. That wasn’t my intention. I don’t know how to explain this.” Harry let out a breath of frustration, skimming his hands through his hair. His hair looked ruffled, and Aria had a sudden urge to stroke her hands through his hair. She shook her head to snap out of her thoughts but Harry thought she was being difficult.

“Aria, I know what I said was wrong but I- I just…..I don’t do relationships…I- I’m not good at explaining myself.I never explained myself to anyone but my mother.” Harry’s face hardened as though it was Aria’s fault that he was struggling to find the right words. “Besides, you’re the one who slapped me!”

Aria’s jaw dropped by the sudden change in his behavior. One minute he’s all regretful and remorseful and the next he is angry and blaming her for his mess.

“Are you serious, right now?” Aria asked getting off the bed and turning to look at him with her arms crossed. “You are seriously blaming me for slapping you? You know Harry; you should thank the stars that I hadn’t done more for your audacious behavior!”

“You-“ Harry stopped himself from further going into a spat and looked down at the floor, closing his eyes to control his temper. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Aria’s fuming figure standing in front of him. He grabbed her hand for her to understand, expecting her to pull away, but she was too taken aback to react by his gesture.

“I’m sorry, Aria.” He took her hand into his and pulled her towards him. “I’m sorry for making you feel the way I did.”

Aria stared into his deep green eyes, mesmerized by the sincerity in them. He really was beautiful up close. His sharp jaw line framed his face perfectly. His lips were plump and pink, making Aria remember exactly how soft and full they were against her lips.

“Aria, I still want you.” Harry’s eyes started turning to a darker shade right in front of Aria’s eyes as he spoke the words. Aria’s breath hitched and she understood why she had been infatuated with this boy for so many years. She felt him pull her towards him and lay his hands on her hips, looking up at her as he bit down on his lips.

Aria was too hypnotized by his face to notice that he had raised his head enough to level with hers. Aria watched as he slowly inched his face closer to her; her head was too clouded to function properly. Aria closed her eyes as soon as his lips met hers.

His lips were gentle at first as he held her face in his hand. As soon as Aria kissed him back, he pulled her closer to him, deepening the kiss. Aria was too engrossed by the kiss to notice that he had pulled her into his lap. She wrapped her hands around his neck and settled down on his lap as he continued ravishing her lips.

Aria moaned in his mouth as he slowly inserted his warm tongue into the opening of her mouth. He teased her, occasionally plunging his tongue and taking it out, as though he was making love to her mouth. Aria felt heat between her legs and inched closer to him to rid herself off the tingling feeling. She realized that it was a bad move since she felt his arousal against her own groin.

She broke the kiss, and gasped in shock at how hard he was. But that didn’t stop Harry. He pulled her closer, and took advantage of her exposed neck; kissing it gently and running his tongue along the length.

“I’ve been…dying to… kiss this…beautiful neck…since I saw you… at the… mall.” Harry spoke between his trail of kisses, driving Aria crazy. Her nipples were straining against her jumper, through her cotton bra as if seeking attention from Harry.

A shrill noise broke into Aria’s clogged up head. She looked around for the source of the noise and saw her phone light up, indicating that she had a call. She tried to grab the phone but Harry tightened his grip around her waist and continued assaulting her long neck, making it difficult for her to move.

“Don’t!” He whispered against her ear, making the hair in her body stand up in attention.

“I...have to…It could be…important.” Aria replied between breaths and grabbed for the phone before Harry could do anything else to stop her. She looked at the ID of the caller and frowned.

“Louis?” She spoke thoughtlessly, and watched as Harry slowly raised his head.

“Don’t pick up!” Harry commanded in a whisper but now that Aria’s mind was clearing, she did exactly the opposite.

“Hello? Louis?” She breathed into the phone, reality starting to sink in as Harry’s eyes hardened at her defiance.

“Hey, Aria! I just…umm- called to….uh- are you- are you free? You sound out of breath.” Louis sounded almost nervous and Aria felt a guilty feeling pass her.

“Oh- umm. Yeah- I was just walking d- down the stairs.” Aria lied, making an evil smirk appear on Harry’s face. Before Aria could predict Harry’s next moves, Harry picked her up in a straddling position. Turning her towards the bed, he laid her down and got on top of her. The phone almost fell out of Aria’s grasp due to the change in position and she spoke to Harry, without thinking.

“What are you doing?”

“Sorry?” Louis’ voice could be heard from the other side of the phone. Aria put the phone back on her ear, as Harry slowly lowered himself.

“Oh- Umm. Not you, Louis.” Harry started kissing down Aria’s neck once again, trying to stick his hand up her jumper. Aria gasped at the contact of his cold hands against her torso and heard Louis speak again.

“Umm- Aria? Are you alright?”

“Uh- yeah!” Aria breathed out as Harry nibbled at her ear gently, making her moan. Aria quickly covered her mouth with her other palm as Harry softly chuckled against her neck. She covered the mouthpiece of her phone and whispered to Harry, “Why are you doing this?”

She struggled to get up but Harry wouldn’t budge. He started kissing her from the neck and went downwards, making her release another moan.

“Aria? Are you sure you’re alright? You sound…different.” Louis’ concerned voice came from the other side.

“Louis!” Aria breathed as Harry’s lips now caressed the top of her jeans, occasionally licking the sensitive region at that part of her body. Aria couldn’t help but moan loud this time and gave in to Harry’s ventures.

“Louis…I’m gonna have to call you back...Bye!” Aria hung up the phone without waiting for a response and arched her back in pleasure at having Harry caress her so intimately.

Suddenly, Harry raised his head and brought his lips near Aria’s. Lips almost brushing against one another, he whispered to her, “Think about it, babe. We’d be great together.”

As he got up from his position, Aria felt a gush of cold air hit her, leaving her body cold. Her eyes opened in shock and it was enough to clear her mind. She got up in a sitting position and stared at the floor in shame for losing control. Harry tilted her chin to make her look at him as he said the last words before leaving.

“I’m glad Louis heard that. This way he’ll know who you really want.”

Notes

Comments

Hey I have read your stories and subscribed to them and. Ang wait until they are updated. Hope everything is okay thanks

@Nam.Annie

haha.. you took your time. It's not a crime :) I hope you are well :)

@Anwyn
Am I 10 months too late? :( Don't hate me.

Nam.Annie Nam.Annie
4/21/16

@Ziamesomelove
On it, love. :)

Nam.Annie Nam.Annie
4/21/16

Please update this story. I need to get back to this.

Ziamesomelove Ziamesomelove
4/19/16