Carmen's POV

"I think you should wear a tie tonight," I tell Harry as we pull out of the small gravel lot by the field he took me to.

"You do?"

"Yeah, you'd look sexy in a suit," I mutter, leaning on the console with my chin rested on my fist. He looks at me with raised eyebrows and lets out an awkward choking kind of laugh. It's interesting to see him so nervous.

"Don't say things like that," he says quietly. "I'm still trying to calm down."

I just laugh and lift myself to kiss his cheek. This afternoon was amazing, and I can only imagine what tonight will be like. Hopefully we get some alone time, but...I mean we can wait. We can...yeah, we can totally wait. I think.

"Quit staring at me," he says, not taking his eyes off the road.

"You're so pretty, though."

"Pretty," he repeats, shaking his head. "Every man's dream is to be called pretty by his-"

He stops short and clamps his mouth shut. My heart starts hammering and my insides are screaming at me to finish his statement and just acknowledge the fact that realistically, yes, I am his girlfriend. But I can't, so I don't. Why won't he just ask me? I mean...yeah, I get that he'd be a little nervous since it's me, but with everything that's happened over the last few days I think it's pretty safe to say that I'm feeling the same way he is.

"What are you doing?" I ask as Harry pulls off to the side of the road.

"You're going to drive," he says, putting the car in park and smiling at me.

"What? Harry-" He gets out and shuts the door before I can respond, and I remain firmly planted in my seat while he walks around to my side. When the door opens I'm already shaking my head.

"Come on," he laughs. "Just try. There's no one around and we're two streets over from my house."

"I don't want to crash your car. Or kill you."

"Carmen, you're not going to kill me. The car works the same."

"But I have to drive on the wrong side of the road."

Harry takes my hand and pulls me out of the car. As I'm about to argue again he kisses me, and the cold air whipping around us adds to the warm feeling of his lips against my own.

"Just try," he says. He turns me around and pushes me forward, gently hitting my ass as I walk around. He laughs when I glare at him, both of us getting back in on the opposite sides. When I sit down and put my seatbelt on I just sit there for a moment, trying to get used to being on the wrong side.

"This is so weird," I mumble. Harry laughs.

"Everything works the same. Just keep going straight. Do you remember which street to turn onto?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Good. Okay, go ahead."

I take a deep breath and put the car in drive. There really aren't any cars around, so when I pull out it's not hard. It's strange, though. So strange. I can feel Harry staring at me the whole time, but I feel like I'm sixteen again with my Dad teaching me to drive. Both hands on the wheel, barely going the speed limit, my eyes focused so hard on the road that I don't even notice anything else.

"Turn right," he reminds me, pointing to the next street ahead of us. I nod and slow down like crazy. It's so disorienting to be on the left side. When I pull into the driveway Harry starts clapping and I laugh as I reach over to hit his arm.

"I'm not doing that again," I say firmly.

"You did good," he says patronizingly. He leans over the console to kiss me and as an act of defiance I want to push him away, but who am I kidding? I can't remember the last time I was around this boy without wanting to kiss him. My one hand automatically goes to his cheek, holding him there a little longer when he tries to pull away. He smiles against my lips and breaks the kiss, nudging my nose with his.

"Let's go inside."

I nod and we both step out of the car, which happens to be the only one in the driveway. Harry takes my hand as we walk to the house, and even though we're alone and we're not in public it still makes me happy. It makes me feel like he needs me somehow.

"Where is everyone?" I ask when he opens the door.

"Not sure." He slides his coat off and yells, "Mum? Gemma?"

When there's no response he shrugs, hanging up his coat and taking mine to do the same. I guess this means we're alone. My eyes remain on Harry as I remove my boots. The way he moves, the buttons he's left undone on the front of his plaid shirt that leaves the top of his butterfly tattoo peaking out, the surprisingly attractive tight fit of his jeans. He's flawless. It's unfair.

"What?" He catches me staring and starts walking backwards into the living room, my feet following blindly.

"Nothing," I say innocently, small smile on my lips. He sits against the back of the couch, hands resting on my hips when I stand between his legs. "Everyone's gone?"

"Seems that way," he says, his hands sliding slightly under my top. The sexual tension between us is so thick I could slice it with a knife, and the side of my brain telling me to wait just a little longer, the stupid side that always leaves me lonely and separated, is finally being drowned out by the other side. Finally my heart gets a say, and for once I'm listening to it. Harry brought that side of me out, something I hadn't realized I'd been waiting for.

"Do you know where they are?" I ask, adjusting the collar of his shirt. When I look back up at him he swallows visibly.

"No." His voice is raspy and it makes me even more turned on than I already am.

"How long do you think they'll be gone?" I ask quietly. His position makes our faces almost level, and when I reach up to trace his bottom lip with my thumb he takes in a sharp breath.

There's no audible answer to my question, but he clearly gets where I'm going this when he kisses me. My arms lock around his neck and Harry lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and immediately walking towards the stairs. He uses one hand on the banister to guide himself up, but he doesn't stumble. When we get to the top he pushes me against the wall, holding me there with his hips pushed against mine. Our lips separate only briefly so I can remove his shirt, and his muscles are tense when I slide my hands over them while his lips move with mine. My legs unwrap from him and I hook my fingers in his belt loops to pull him along. When I back into his room he pulls away from me.

"Not here," he mumbles.

"Why?"

"The door doesn't lock."

"Oh."

The place where my lips end and his begin is lost for the time being and I fiddle with his belt while we walk down the hall, surprised when I'm pushed against a wall again. Harry locks his fingers with mine and holds them against the wall above my head, and I get a chance to attempt to catch my breath when he kisses down the side of my neck. My chest is moving up and down fast and my heart is beating faster than it ever has and I want to just die from how good all of this feels.

"Harry," I whimper. His lips are back against mine and he releases my hands, wrapping his arms around my back. I push him backwards blindly, assuming we're near the door. He stops when his back hits the closed door and I fumble around for the doorknob as his tongue moves around mine. The door swings shut when we get inside and I hear Harry lock it, another one I probably wouldn't be able to figure out.

Harry removes my shirt, tossing it away and putting his hands on either side of my face in such a gentle way that I want to just hug him forever. I finish the job I started before, undoing his jeans and starting to push them down from his hips. For once I'm glad he's not talking, that he's not asking if I'm sure or if I want to wait. We both want this, that I'm sure of.

I don't feel that nervous, but I can tell that he is by the unsure movements of his hands that he is. While I love nervous Harry, now is not the time for that. I don't want him to be nervous. When I separate from him to pull his jeans down his legs he steps out of them, taking his turn and fiddling with the button of my jeans with trembling fingers. His forehead rests against mine and with every shaky breath he exhales I breathe in. His hands hesitate when they start pushing my jeans down, but I put mine over his to encourage him, my head tilting up to catch his lips with mine. He sits on the edge of the bed and my hands rest on his shoulders while he finishes taking my pants off.

Things are a little less desperate now, movements much more gentle and tender while his hands roam my bare skin. Mine do the same, slowly memorizing ever dip and peak and every inch of him. Harry stands and turns us around, pushing me back onto the bed instead. Our eyes lock as I crawl backwards towards the pillows, one hand hooking around his neck to pull his lips back down against my own. He moans lightly and his body lays over mine, skin glued together wherever possible and his erection against me through the minimal material still left on our bodies. His curly hair tickles my cheek and his arm slides under my back, long fingers fiddling to find the clasp of my bra. I can't help but laugh a little.

"What?" he asks breathlessly.

"The clasp is on the front," I whisper, reaching up to push his hair back from his face. I push at his chest and he sits up on my waist, eyes not leaving mine as I unclip the front of my bra. I let it fall from my shoulders and toss it to the floor, wrapping my arms around Harry's neck and pulling him back down with me. He groans again and cups my breast, my fingers slowly sliding down his body.

"I could do this forever," Harry whispers, now moving his hand to place it against my cheek.

His thumb moves gently along my cheek and every few seconds he gently kisses my lips. The sudden slowing down might make some people more calm, but it's only making me more anxious. Forever...forever is a long time. Normally I would be long gone after that word, but it only makes my body settle with happiness. I feel the same way; being here with him, it gives me a kind of peace that I can't describe and it makes my feelings for him only deepen.

When he kisses me again I hold him there, things again heating between us. My hands travel down his sides and hook around the band of his boxers. When I can't reach anymore he finishes the job for me and my bottom lip pinches between my teeth when he kneels over me to remove my underwear. When they get to my knees I lift them, aiding his task and bringing his eyes back to mine. As soon as he sees my face his actions are quicker and he tosses the last piece of material aside as he lays back overtop of me. As soon as our lips touch again a desperate sound leaves my lips. After another minute or so I'm aching with my need for him and he seems to feel the same way.

"One sec," he says suddenly. He kisses me once more and moves to the foot of the bed, reaching for his boxers. He slides them back on and stands up.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I'll be right back." He smiles at me and disappears out the door. My nakedness is too obvious then, and I quickly crawl under the covers to wait for Harry. He reappears and pulls his boxers back down his legs, lifting the heavy duvet to get in next to me. I'm about to ask what he's doing when tears open a tiny packet. He lifts the covers with one hand and the look on his face while he's concentrating on putting the condom on is adorable. When he's finished he raises his eyebrows at the smile on my face.

"What?" he asks, laughing a little. He lifts the covers so he can lay on top of me again, and my heart starts beating in a different way, nervously.

"Nothing."

"Don't laugh at me," he says, hiding his face against my neck.

"I'm not," I assure him, laughing a little. "You just look really cute."

Harry lifts his head to kiss me again, and I can feel both of us putting everything into it this time. The only thing I can think the whole time is that I might be in love with him. It doesn't scare me as much as I thought it would, and it makes me even more desperate for him right now. For one moment before everything happens he looks into my eyes, beautiful green eyes that take me to another place.

Notes

so im not writing the actual dirty stuff...i dont think im going to in this story. cuz i really dont like it :p it just feels weird so for once im not giving into peer pressure. yay :)
so sorry if thats disappointing for you guys :S

so yaaaay :) whatever you think happened...yes. it did happen. so we're clear :P

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