Alyssa's Point of View

"Alyssa?" I wish he'd stop talking to me. I finally got him to un-snap my overalls so my bra is visible but he won't just kiss me.

"What?" I moved down to his neck while he decided to hold a conversation. I made sure he'd at least breathe heavy from pleasure while he tried to talk.

"As much as I want to do this, I don't know if it's a good idea." I laughed, it's probably isn't but I want to. When I'm with Harry my head goes somewhere it's never been before.

"Probably not."

"It's the middle of the day and anyone can come in."

"Yeah, they could." I returned to his lips and ran my fingers through his messy hair. A light moan escaped from his mouth.

"So we shouldn't. Not right now at least."

"I think it's more fun like this. Don't you feel a rush?" His smile feels good against my mouth. I skimmed my thumbs over his dimples and bit my lip, wanting him even more.

"What?" He chuckled when I stopped kissing him. "I thought you didn't want to stop."

"I don't. I was just taking in your dimples." He sat me up while still straddling me and wrapped his arms around my neck. I took a hold of his waist and he studied my eyes. "You're sweaty," I said as he continued reading my thoughts--or tried to read them.

"So are you." He kissed my nose.

This is a bad idea; isn't it?

Not only because someone could walk in but we have school Monday. So far he's stayed away from the assholes but soon enough he'll find a party and get bored of staying in with me. The Princess Bride will end eventually and that's when this will all stop.

"You're right." I scooted away from him and hooked my overalls again. "You should go paint your walls, I still have a lot to do." I grabbed a towel and wiped my forehead. I really am sweating a lot. "Go on." I dipped my brush in some yellow paint and continued with my wall.

"Did I do something wrong?" Stop asking questions.

"No, not at all. You're just right." Harry walked to me and I can only hope he won't touch me. I can see him putting his shirt back on from the corner of my eye and then tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Alyssa, I don't understand." There was a knock. Good thing we stopped.

"Dinner's soon Lys." We both turned around and Harry took a step back. It's just Luke but his grin is way bigger than it should be.

"You guys aren't..."

"No! We're coming Lucas." He shook his head while laughing and walked out.

I dropped my brush, ignoring Harry and left my room to wash my hands. Dinner time.

Notes

Short chapter but I figured I'd give you guys a small Christmas present!

Merry Christmas <3