A Choice
November 6th Continued
“When will you realize?! I can’t let you court with other men because you must be mine! Damn it Angela I Love you!”
I stood shocked. He said he loved me even after all the rejection toward him from me. Harry knew nothing about me this is impossible. I refuse to believe It!
"Harry you don't love me! This is impossible! I need to leave I can't do this! I m-"
I was cut off by Harry coming up and pushing me up against the wall and kissing me.
He kissed me! I felt his warm lips against mine. What surprised me the most was is I found myself giving into the kiss. The moment his lips touched mine I closed my eyes for it was most pleasurable. When he pulled away he had his eyes closed with a still frustrated face. I hadn’t had enough so I leaned up to kiss him more. He wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed me more passionately while I put my arms around his neck. He then began to carry me to his room. As he laid me upon his bed I realized what he was trying to. As he started kiss my neck I decided to speak.
“Harry?” I spoke with nervousness.
“Hmmm?” He asked while still kissing my neck.
“Perhaps we shouldn’t do this” He lifted his head and looked straight into my eyes.
“You do not wish to make love?” He asked with sadness in his voice.
“Of course I do” I said with a smile a hopeful tone.
“Just not yet” I continued.
“I understand.” He said with a smile. The rest of the day Harry and I talked and spent time together. I found being with him most lovely. He showed me around London and such for a while. At dinner we laughed and tossed our food at each other for quite some time. After we played games and such and road our horses. He decided to take me to the opera that night so I had to get ready. My gown was bright lavender with mid length sleeves and a thin bow around the waist area that tied around the front.
The dress
http://www.robgowns.com/images/uploads/princessweddingdresses/W1ZP83342_2221.jpg
The opera was most beautiful. The artists composed their voices in such a beautiful and high manor. We had very wonderful seats but during the opera I was focused on something else: sleeping in Harry’s room. Although we were not going to make love I was still nervous. I had never slept in the same bed as anyone before except my Mother when I was younger and would have dreadful dreams. It only made more nervous since Harry was a man. On the way he sensed I was troubled and asked me what was wrong but I just simply stated I was tired. In my previous room I was dressing in my night attire which was a crème orange color that was made of cotton and polyester. The bottom went to the top of my ankles and it had long sleeves. I left my previous room and went to the one Harry and I now shared. As I went in I noticed the fireplace in the front of the room that was in front of the bed was not lit but instead two candles were. There was one small drawer on each side of the bed at the head they both had a small candle lit on them. I hadn’t any idea which side was Harry’s so I just chose the right side. I blew out the candle on the drawer next to me. I tried to sleep but I was still quite nervous. I heard the door open and close and realized that it was most likely Harry that entered. The room grew darker so I knew he blew his candle out as well. When he lay on the bed, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. He leaned over, wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear.
"I love you Angela"
I stood shocked. He said he loved me even after all the rejection toward him from me. Harry knew nothing about me this is impossible. I refuse to believe It!
"Harry you don't love me! This is impossible! I need to leave I can't do this! I m-"
I was cut off by Harry coming up and pushing me up against the wall and kissing me.
He kissed me! I felt his warm lips against mine. What surprised me the most was is I found myself giving into the kiss. The moment his lips touched mine I closed my eyes for it was most pleasurable. When he pulled away he had his eyes closed with a still frustrated face. I hadn’t had enough so I leaned up to kiss him more. He wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed me more passionately while I put my arms around his neck. He then began to carry me to his room. As he laid me upon his bed I realized what he was trying to. As he started kiss my neck I decided to speak.
“Harry?” I spoke with nervousness.
“Hmmm?” He asked while still kissing my neck.
“Perhaps we shouldn’t do this” He lifted his head and looked straight into my eyes.
“You do not wish to make love?” He asked with sadness in his voice.
“Of course I do” I said with a smile a hopeful tone.
“Just not yet” I continued.
“I understand.” He said with a smile. The rest of the day Harry and I talked and spent time together. I found being with him most lovely. He showed me around London and such for a while. At dinner we laughed and tossed our food at each other for quite some time. After we played games and such and road our horses. He decided to take me to the opera that night so I had to get ready. My gown was bright lavender with mid length sleeves and a thin bow around the waist area that tied around the front.
The dress
http://www.robgowns.com/images/uploads/princessweddingdresses/W1ZP83342_2221.jpg
The opera was most beautiful. The artists composed their voices in such a beautiful and high manor. We had very wonderful seats but during the opera I was focused on something else: sleeping in Harry’s room. Although we were not going to make love I was still nervous. I had never slept in the same bed as anyone before except my Mother when I was younger and would have dreadful dreams. It only made more nervous since Harry was a man. On the way he sensed I was troubled and asked me what was wrong but I just simply stated I was tired. In my previous room I was dressing in my night attire which was a crème orange color that was made of cotton and polyester. The bottom went to the top of my ankles and it had long sleeves. I left my previous room and went to the one Harry and I now shared. As I went in I noticed the fireplace in the front of the room that was in front of the bed was not lit but instead two candles were. There was one small drawer on each side of the bed at the head they both had a small candle lit on them. I hadn’t any idea which side was Harry’s so I just chose the right side. I blew out the candle on the drawer next to me. I tried to sleep but I was still quite nervous. I heard the door open and close and realized that it was most likely Harry that entered. The room grew darker so I knew he blew his candle out as well. When he lay on the bed, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. He leaned over, wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear.
"I love you Angela"
Notes
Awww, thank you for all the comments you guys, I appreciate it you guys. But I'm curious, what do you think will happen next?
Please continue. Thanks. Love this story.
12/28/13