”Let’s just watch a movie. You can pick any movie you want to see from the shelf over there” I said as I pointed towards the book-shelf filled with all sorts of movies.
Both of my parents are big movie-freaks, and I haven’t even watched like twenty percent of all the movies we’ve got. And I definitely needed to get my mind on something else.

He got off the couch and headed towards all those movies. “Wow, you’ve got some really old movies” he said while he gently swept his finger on all the movie covers while he was frowning in concentration and focus. It seemed like he was searching for a special movie he couldn’t find.
“Ah, there it is” he said quietly to himself.

He picked out a film from one of the shelves in the middle, and I squinted to see what the title was. “Dirty Dancing from 1987” he made a pause and reviewed the backside of the movie cover. “A classic” he continued as he was nodding his head, like he was confirming what he just said.

His gaze then turned to me. He asked if I had seen it before, and I shook my head in a ‘no’. His eyes widened and he looked at me anxiously. “Where have you been the past couple of decades?” he said jokingly, causing me to laugh. “Let’s see it then” I said and nodded towards the film he was holding in his hands.

I went away to get us some chips and a coke bottle my mom had left on the kitchen table. I opened the chips bag to empty its content in a bowl, and then I headed back to the living-room. Harry had obviously founded out how our Blu Ray works since he were sitting in the couch waiting for me with the remote control in his hands. “You’re so slow” he said with a wink. I’m actually pretty impressed, even I don’t know which remote-control goes to which electronic thing. “Should we put on your home theater system?”

My whole face expression got blank. “Wait, do I have a home theater system?” I asked quietly, causing him to get a bit confused rather I’m retarded or just… playing retarded.
But then after a moment or two, he started laughing. “You’re so cute” he flashed his dimples while he lifted up his left arm, making a gesture for me to sit next to him. I started giggling as I sat as close to him as possible. “Shut up, just play the movie already” my voice was filled with laugh, while I lifted my head to give him a kiss on the cheek.

The movie was almost two hours long, and I was actually enjoying it.
The music started playing one last time, filling the quiet room, as the credits started rolling down the screen. By now we were both laying in the sofa with my body supporting against his, and we were both covered with a blanket.

I realized that the bowl, filled with chips at the beginning, was now empty. I guessed he’d stay a bit longer, therefore I thought of filling it up again.

“I’ll just go and get some more snacks, I’ll be right back” I said as I tried to get off the couch, but his hand grasped my right wrist pulling me inside his arms once more. “I don’t need anything but you”
I felt my heart pounding unusually fast and hard. My whole body got warm and I started blushing and giggling. “No, seriously” I made another effort to get off the couch, but it was for no use. “Yes, seriously” he whispered.
“I just want to lay here next to you. That’s all I want”

Listening to his voice calms me down, and I decide to just lay my arms around him. His lips touched mine in a soft, light caress that left me breathless. When the kiss broke off, I kept my eyes closed while I laid my head resting on his chest, listening to the music of his palpitations while he gently started to finger my hair. I would definitely not mind laying here in his arms forever.
***

“I’m really tired, I think I should head home” he said quietly. We had been laying there, small talking for about three whole hours, since the clock just passed 11 am. I held him tighter towards my body.
I didn’t want him to leave me yet, causing cold air to embrace me instead of his body giving me warmth and the feeling of security.
“No, please stay” you could hear my desperation.
“School, remember?” he said softly. “It doesn’t matter. Stay”

Finally he sighed, a sign that was showing that he had given up. I raised my head and our gazes met. “I love you” it came out as a meaningful whisper. Because it was true. I love him so much it hurts.

Before I could say- or think about anything else, he crashed his lips onto mine.
I kissed him back and our lips moved in sync. I wrapped my arms around his thick, curly hair to deepen the kiss, and he snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me on top of him.

I broke off the kiss and my lustfull gaze was staring deep into his lustrous eyes.
“Let’s go to bed”
“No, I’ll sleep on the couch. It’s okay” he said quietly, as he avoided my gaze. You could tell that he was lying.
“I... I want you, Harry” I admitted.
“Are you… sure?”
Suddenly his eyes were filled with lust, but also slightly with anxiety. I nodded, I want to do this so badly right now. With him.

Notes

Sorry guuuys, I don't really feel like writing a some kind of sex-scene, since a couple of my friends are reading this story.
It'd be pretty... awkward. Haha!


But hey, 48 VOTES?! WHEEEEY!! Do you remember when I first decided to write this story only because I wanted to keep up my english during the very long summer-brake? Well, I do. And I am definitely not going to stop writing for a while, though I'm starting school again tomorrow.

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