At first Harry remains relatively still against my lips, his hand still on my cheek. I'm not really sure what to do with myself...I was kinda hoping he would take the lead on this.

I do my best not to frown when his lips leave mine, but he takes a breath and quickly kisses me again. He moves his lips slightly, inhaling against my mouth. He pulls back again and I open my eyes when the contact doesn't resume. He's already looking at me, a smile spread across his face. He gently brushes his fingers through my hair.

"Don't be nervous," he says quietly. I blush and he runs the back of his fingers along my cheek. "You have really soft lips." My face burns even more red and he chuckles.

"I'm not...I don't know how to do this," I admit quietly. Harry lightly trails his hand down my arm to my hand, bringing it up to rest on the side of his neck.

"That's okay," he whispers. "You're safe with me, Ads. I promise. Do whatever you want." He winks and I laugh nervously. "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't want to do something dumb and embarrass myself."

"You don't ever need to feel embarrassed with me. I just want you to feel comfortable, okay? If you want me to stop or you feel weird about something just tell me. Always. Alright?" I nod and he smiles. "Am I allowed to kiss you again?" he whispers.

"Are you going to ask me for permission every time?" I ask, disappointed. That doesn't sound appealing to me. He laughs and shakes his head as he leans down towards me. I tilt my chin up to meet his lips with my own. He moves slowly, pulling back once in a while for a short second for a breath. I push my body forwards against his, my hand trailing up his neck and into his curly hair. I let my body move on instinct, some sort of electricity pulling our bodies closer and closer. My breathing gets heavier as his lips continue moving softly against mine. He slides his hand down my side, over my hip and to my leg. He wraps his large hand around my thigh and lifts it up, bringing it over his hip. I hook it around his leg and he leans into me, his leg pressed between mine and against my sensitive areas. Breathing gets harder and I get a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Harry's mouth opens slightly and I feel his tongue run slowly along my bottom lip. I feel ten times more nervous now, knowing what he's asking for. I want to...I just don't want to be bad at it. That would probably gross him out and I really don't want that. So embarrassing. What to do...

I open my mouth slowly, not very much at first. I feel him hesitate a little, so I tighten my grip in his hair and he sighs into my mouth. Our lips moves together, his parting mine more as his tongue massages mine. His warm breath invades my mouth and the sensation of his tongue against mine feels...weird. A good weird. It's different, that's for sure. He pulls back, both of us breathing heavy. I get irritated and bring my other hand up to his face, pulling him back down to me. I feel him smile against my mouth and he kisses me again, harder this time, more passionately. His hand traces back up my thigh, brushing along my backside and up to my waist. My shirt slides up and I shudder at the feeling of his hand against my bare skin. He moves it farther up and to my back, pushing my chest against his and lifting me slightly. He adjusts my position and I don't know how he manages to do all of this so smoothly, but now he's lying on top of me. I bravely lift my other leg, interlocking them around his hips.

My shirt has ridden up in the process, his hand now roaming my bare skin. Our kissing is becoming more sloppy now, both of us needing more breaks to catch our breath. I get more of a break when he starts kissing away from my mouth, down my cheek and jawline to my neck. I bite my lip to keep myself from making embarrassing noises, my ragged breathing providing enough of that. I can feel Harry against my groin, which is aching now from the intimate touching. When he selects one spot to focus on on my neck I inhale sharply, surprised to feel him gently nibbling and sucking on the area an inch or two above my collar bone. I roll my head to the side, granting him better access. I can't help a soft whimper that leaves my lips. He kisses the spot a few times and lifts his head above mine. I bite my lip as he stares into my eyes with a slight smile on his lips.

"Don't do that," he says breathlessly, running his thumb along my bottom lip currently taking between my teeth. "It's sexy."

I release it and slide one of my hands from his hair and down to his cheek, resting my palm against it. No one has ever called me that before. Ever. Is it possible? I'm so boring, ordinary. Nah.

"You don't believe me." It's not a question. He leans down and rubs his nose against mine. "I'll prove it to you, don't worry." He presses his lips against mine again, moving them together and parting them with ease. Not that I would resist him. His breath quickly becomes irregular and I feel him press his hips slightly harder into mine. I tug on his hair and he relieves the pressure for a few seconds before moving again, grinding his groin against my own. He repeats the motion painfully slowly, my insides melting when a low moan leaves his mouth. My hand trails slowly from his faces down to his chest, shakily down to the bottom of his shirt and onto his bare skin. He shudders slightly and I push my hand up under his shirt more, roaming his firm stomach and chest. His hips rock against mine again, much harder this time. I gasp at the sensation and remove my hand from his skin. I'm not sure where he thinks this is headed, but it's all getting a little bit much for me.

I separate my lips from his and he presses our foreheads together. Both of us are breathing heavy. I brush my fingers through the curls at the nape of his neck repeatedly while we both calm down.

"You umm...you definitely aren't bad at that," he says in a breathy voice. We both laugh a little and he lifts his face to stare down into my eyes.

Harry's POV

She stares up at me with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. I can't believe that actually just happened. If I was by myself I would probably be giddy or something right now. Normally when people do something for the first time they suck at it. You know, practice makes perfect. But she's...I don't know how, but I don't think I've ever kissed someone that's better than that. Just when I thought she couldn't be any more perfect. I can't even imagine how much better she'll get with practice.

And I plan on practicing with her a lot.

"Really? It was..I was okay?" she asks. She's so adorable. I know that she can feel me through my jeans right now so that should be sigh enough that she knows what she's doing. I nod and give her a reassuring smile.

"You were a little more than okay, Ads." She smiles and looks away from my eyes, her fingers still gently running through the curls at the back of my head. Girls always go for my hair...it really bothers me. Like, why do you need to pull on my hair? It's unnecessary. Not with Adie, though for some reason. It turns me on.

I don't want to make her feel weird or uncomfortable. That's the last thing that I want. But when she stopped...talk about going crazy. I sigh and push myself between her and the edge of the couch, brushing my nose against her cheek and laying my head down beside hers. One of my arms stays around her waist and I drape my legs over hers.

"We missed a lot of the movie. We should start it over." I lean over her and reach for the remote, but she starts giggling. "What?"

"You're crushing me," she explains. I laugh and take the remote off the table, keeping my weight on her. She giggles again and pushes against my chest.

"Well I was on top of you before and you didn't seem to mind," I remind her, winking. She blushes and shakes her head at me as I go back to where I was beside her. I start the movie over and kiss her once more. She seems much more relaxed now, easily moving her lips with mine for a few seconds. I peck her cheek and lay my head down beside hers, securing my arm around her middle. She takes my hand and fiddles with my fingers, twisting my rings while the movie plays. I might be weird for this, but I actually do like these movies. I don't know why, I just do.

While the movie progresses I find myself continually watching Adie's face more than the screen. I can't help but feel like this movie is kind of like us...sort of. There are some definite parallels...I wonder if she wants to wait for marriage like the girl in the film.

"Ads, can I ask you something?" I prop my head up on my hand and she nods, still watching the film. "Why haven't you kissed anyone before?"

She stops fiddling with my rings, the first time since the movie started. I move my fingers around and tangle a few of ours together. She sighs and pauses the movie.

"It wasn't like a choice that I made," she says quietly, staring down at our hands. "I've always kept to myself I guess. Boys never noticed me and I never really liked anyone."

"You may think boys never noticed you but that's only because you're kind of oblivious."

"I am not!"

"Ads, I've been majorly flirting with you ever since the party we went to when you first moved here. You never had any idea until maybe last night when I tried to kiss you. Trust me, guys notice you. Tyler used to get so angry when the guys on the team would talk about you."

"Really?"

I nod. "Really. You're kind of intimidating to talk to, though."

"I am not intimidating," she says, rolling her eyes.

"You are. You're so quiet, it's hard to approach. Plus, you're ridiculously beautiful. You never had your eye on anyone before? You never even liked Ty?"

"Ew, no. There's never been anyone. I didn't even really like Liam that much...it was just nice to feel wanted," she admits quietly.

"I've wanted you this entire time." She looks up at me and smiles slightly. "Do you like me, Adie? You know that I like you...do you feel the same? Are we friends or is it possible for us to be more than that?" Way to just pile it on, Harry. Good job.

"I umm...to be honest I never really thought about it. I didn't let myself go there. I never thought it was possible for you to like me this way." My heart drops and I feel a visible frown on my face. "But now..." I smile again and she laughs nervously. "I like you, Harry. How could I not? I don't know why you would ever feel that way about me. But I definitely like you. And it scares me a little bit, because along with never having experienced a kiss or a boyfriend, I've also never experienced heart break. Now I think there's a chance of that and it's scary."

Her confession makes me feel a bunch of different things. Relieved to know that she likes me, happy about the prospect, excited about what's going to happen with us. I also feel nervous about it for the same reason she does; both of us stand to get hurt here. I'm also confused...I don't know why she would ever think that, what? I'm too good for her? That's not possible. I don't want to hurt her and I would do anything to avoid that.

"Ads, I'm not going to hurt you. I promise you that." She smiles and starts twisting my rings again. "I'm all yours, love." She smiles and I lean down to leave a quick kiss on her lips. She sighs in content while turning onto her side, facing away from me and playing the movie again. I wrap my arms around her and hug her tight against my body, inhaling her scent. She once again plays with my fingers while her eyes stay trained on the screen. I reach up with one hand and brush the hair back away from her face, exposing her neck and then putting my hand back where it was. I press a few soft kisses against the back of her neck before relaxing and watching the movie as well. I can't remember the last time I felt this happy.

Adison's POV

I really do love this movie, I do. But I kind of want to kiss Harry again..is that bad? I don't know. He just stopped. Maybe he doesn't want to kiss me anymore? No, he said he likes me. I seriously need to get some sort of off switch for the part of my brain that does this to me.

Shit, is he asleep?

I squirm around in his arms, hoping that the way he's breathing right now isn't telling me what I think it is. His grip around me is quite strong, so it takes some effort for me to turn around to face him. When I do his eyes are closed and his breathing is even. Well that sucks. I frown and snuggle in closer to him, putting one arm around his waist and inhaling his musky scent. It's a perfect mixture of fresh and man. Do you know what I mean? Probably not.

I reach up with one hand and gently move a few curls away from his face, trailing my fingers lightly down the side of his face. He's so beautiful. It's kind of unfair.

"What are you doing?" he asks quietly, a smirk pulling at his lips. His eyes open slowly and my face burns red.

"Sorry. I thought you were asleep." He chuckles and tightens his hold on me even more, pressing our bodies together.

"Feel free to caress my face anytime. Are you tired?" I shake my head and bite my lip, wrapping my arm around him again. He closes his eyes again. "I'm kind of tired."

"Harry, you're being boring."

"You're supposed to be watching the movie, anyway."

I tap his nose twice and he opens one eye. "I want to do something." He opens his other eye and smiles at me.

"What do you want to do?"

I shrug and bring my hand up to his arm, surprised by the size of his bicep. How am I supposed to be with someone so perfect? He chuckles a little and shuffles down the couch a bit so our eyes are level.

"Did you have something in mind?" he asks softly. I roll my eyes and start to push away from him. If he's going to try and embarrass me that's fine. He won't get to kiss me. "No, no, no, I'm kidding!" I give up and he pulls me back to him, tighter this time. I smile and he presses his lips against mine, one hand locking me in place by a hold on the back of my neck. It's weird to get used to doing this regularly, but I definitely would. I don't have anything to compare him to, but from what I can tell Harry is a fantastic kisser. And he seems to have the perfect balance of passion and tenderness, not pushing me too far and going slow enough for me to keep up with him.

After a while both of our breathing is heavy and I can see that he's trying really hard not to get too...touchy. He keeps fisting my shirt tightly, hands roaming and suddenly stopping sometimes before going too far. I don't want to tease him, that feels mean. His lips move to my neck and I fist his curls in my hands. I don't want to stop....but this could easily get out of hand.

"Harry," I breathe, trying to get his attention. He hums against my neck and I bite my lip to hold in a moan. "Harry." He sighs and pulls back, staring into my eyes. "I...I'm sorry..."

He shakes his head and presses his lips to my forehead. I take a deep breath and feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

"I'm sorry." My voice is quiet and my heart is beating faster than ever.

"Don't apologize, Ads. If I get to kiss you, that's perfectly fine with me." He gives me an adoring smile and I nuzzle my face against his neck. I hate how inexperienced I am. In a way it's nice that Harry is my only one..it's cute I guess. At the same time, I wish I could give him more than this, better. Wait...is he a virgin? Is it weird for me to ask him that now? Probably...I mean you hear things but he told me that his reputation wasn't actually true at all. So what should I believe?

Damn brain.

"I think I might go to bed," I say against his neck. After a minute I pull back and smile at him. He's pouting adorably.

"Why?"

"I'm tired."

"It's early!"

"No, it's not."

"Just stay here with me." He tightens his hold around my body and I just laugh. "We should probably talk about something." His tone is more serious now. Shit shit shit!

"What? What is it?" I ask, pulling away and trying my best not to look like I'm freaking out. He sees it plainly and tucks some hair behind my ear.

"Stop worrying. It's just...my mum. She kind of said some things to me today. About us."

"She knows?"

He shakes his head. "Not exactly. She knows that I like you and she knows we slept in your room last night." My eyes go wide. "Don't worry, she wasn't too concerned about that. She did express some..concerns."

"What do you mean?" I ask, pulling back a little more so we can have this conversation.

"Basically she doesn't approve. Because we live in the same house in bedrooms across the hall from each other. She's uncomfortable with us being together and living together. She said it would be inappropriate."

"Wow." That's quite the opinion. I can see that she would feel weird about it but...that's some pretty strong feelings. "Did she...did she tell you not to? Do this?"

He gets an uneasy look and nods his head slightly. Wow. She's actually told him not to be with me. That's...not good. He puts both hands on my face and brings my eyes back up to his.

"Don't worry, Ads. She's not going to stop me. I'm way too crazy about you." I smile and he kisses me gently. "We may have to just keep it a secret for a while," he whispers against my lips. I put my hand over his and pull back, looking up at him.

"You mean lie? To your mother?" He nods and I squirm out of his hold, sitting up and running my hand through my long hair. "I don't know about that, Harry."

"What? What do you mean?" He sits up too and puts one leg up on the couch, his body facing mine. He rests his hand on my lower back and leans to the side to look at me.

"I just...Harry, she's been so good to me. I don't know if I can lie to her."

"It wouldn't be forever, Ads. Just until we can show her that it's not a bad idea."

I stand and start pacing on the other side of the coffee table. "It's not like we're lying about a party or faking her signature on a slip for school, Harry, this is a big deal. She would feel so betrayed if she found out that we lied to her after she specifically told you that she's not okay with it."

"So..what? We're not going to do this just because my mother is uncomfortable?"

I stop pacing and stand on the opposite side of the table from where he's sitting. "I don't know. Anne has done everything and more for me since my mum died. I can't just betray her like this. Why can't we just tell her? Hope for the best."

He laughs humourlessly and stands. "Trust me, she's going to freak. I know my mother and she won't just change her mind because like each other."

"Well what do you expect me to do, Harry?"

"I want you to trust me! I Keeping it a secret isn't that big of a deal. Just for a while until we know that this is going to last, then we tell her."

"I...I don't know."

His mouth drops open slightly, but only for a second. He scratches the back of his head and nods his head, looking annoyed.

"Alright. Fine. I'll see you in the morning." He walks away and down the hall to his bedroom, slamming the door when he gets there. I wince and stand there, not really sure what to do. I did not expect this, for Anne to be so against us. Just when I thought things were going well.

I turn and shut off the movie, turning off the lights and tidying up a bit before heading to my own bedroom. I know I'm not going to be able to sleep knowing Harry is angry with me. I brush my teeth and remove my makeup then tie my hair back in a ponytail. Maybe I should just leave him alone..

No, we need to talk about this. I bravely walk into the hall and knock on his door a few times. Eventually it swings open to reveal an annoyed and shirtless Harry. My eyes quickly flicker down at his body before going up to his eyes. He stands there, looking bored.

"Are you angry at me?" I ask quietly, fiddling with my fingers. He sighs and leans against the doorknob.

"No, Ads. I'm not mad."

I sigh and nod my head, not sure what else to do. Maybe this was a bad idea. I look down at my hands to avoid staring at his abs, feeling his eyes on me. I see his feet move, carrying him closer to me.

"I'm not mad," he says again, wrapping his arms around me, pressing his lips against my hair. I wrap my arms around his middle and nod my head again. "Come on." He pulls me to his bed and we both sit on the edge, me crossing my legs and facing him. He leans forward with his elbows resting on his knees.

"I don't want her to keep you from me, Adie. I've been waiting for so long for this to happen, I don't want to just not try because of my mother."

"I understand that, Harry. I do. She doesn't deserve to be lied to, though."

He nods. "I know. I don't want to lie to her. I would hate it. But what I would hate more is not giving us a chance." He turns his body, one leg tucked under his body so he can face me. He reaches for one of my hands as he explains. "I don't know what I would do never trying this, not knowing what could happen. I think I would go crazy."

I stare into those green eyes of his and my heart just melts. We went from being friends to having this kind of conversation in such a short amount of time.

"I know," I whisper. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do."

He smiles and puts his free hand against my cheek. "Me neither. But I do know that I really like you and I want to see where this could go."

He knows exactly the right thing to say. "Harry..."

"We don't have to decide right now." I sigh and nod my head, letting him pull me onto his lap. "Will you sleep in here tonight? With me?" My heart starts to race and I turn my head towards his, our faces quite close. I lean down, pressing my forehead against his. "Please?"

"Okay." He smiles and I squeal when he suddenly stands, lifting me up bridal style. "What are you doing?" I ask, giggling. He smiles mischievously and suddenly tosses me onto his bed, eliciting another squeal from me. I laugh as he crawls up the bed, right overtop of me, one hand and knee on either side of my body.

"What happens if your mum comes home?" I ask. He slowly lowers himself down and onto my body.

"Then we'll have to sneak you back to your room."

I roll my eyes and he leans down to kiss me, slowly at first. My heart rate skyrockets and I warp my arms around his neck, pulling him tighter against me. His lips work against mine and slowly part them, slowly deepening the kiss. He breaks it far too soon.

"Let's go to sleep," he suggests, kissing me a few more times before rolling off of me and standing. "I sleep naked though, just so you know."

My eyes go wide and he just laughs. I shake my head and reach behind me for a pillow, chucking it at his face. He blocks it and lets his track pants drop to the floor.

"I was kidding, don't worry. Sort of." He winks and I just narrow my eyes at him. He better be kidding. He's apparently quite comfortable. Well, to be fair he walks around the house in his boxers all the time, so I have seen him like this before. But now it's different...I've never kissed him while he's wearing next to nothing.

He lifts the covers and pulls them from under me as well, then climbing in and pulling them around both of our bodies. My life has changed quite a bit in the last twenty-four hours. Harry lays on his side next to me, one arm around my waist and his eyes boring into the side of my face.

"What if she comes home?" I ask again. He kisses my cheek and lays his head down right next to mine.

"I don't know."

"Well that's not a very good plan."

"I'm too tired to scheme."

I laugh and he kisses the side of my neck. Anne probably won't come home, right? I shouldn't stress about this...what if she sees us though?

"I think I should go back to my room," I whisper. His grip tightens.

"I disagree," he says lowly.

"Fine I'll just wait until you're asleep."

He lifts his head and gives me a stern look. "That would be very bad, Adison."

"Well I don't want her to see us!" He sighs and puts his hand on my cheek, turning my face towards his.

"Fine. Only if you kiss me first." I smile and laugh, nodding my head as well. I greet his lips happily and hungrily, savouring every second. I could definitely get used to this. Before I can get lost in the kiss I push him back.

"Alright. I have to go." I kiss him once more and crawl out of his bed, despite his groans of protest. "I'll see you in the morning, Harry."

"Goodnight, Adie."

Notes

so i know not a lot happened, but this is their first night....doing things...so i figured i would do a whole chapter for it :P i will try to update tomorrow hopefully.
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