Alyssa's Point of View

I woke up in a particularly bad mood. Where's my phone.

It must be fairly early, it's still dark outside. I crawled on my floor towards my door until I could find my phone. I found the circular button and pressed it, nearly blinding my eyes. Four am?

I dropped my phone again and laid on the floor for a few minutes. I'm so lazy. When I finally was able to stand up I went to the bathroom and then headed to my balcony. It's the one real thing that I truly love about this house. It's so serene out here unlike my old house. It is very secluded in this part of town. When I went back in my room I put my headphones on and laid down with my hands up in the air. Sometimes, I just like holding them up. Why, I have no idea.

I got all of my crying out of the way earlier so I don't feel the need to do anything harmful. All I can really think about right now is the new bookstore that's being built by Target. It should be done in about two weeks; maybe I can get a job there. Oh, and Harry. I'm thinking about him too.

I opened his door and let some light from my phone in. He looks really peaceful right now. He always seems peaceful and nice but he looks extra peaceful when he's sleeping. I turned my phone on silent and walked in his room; shutting his door quietly behind me. I'm not high, I'm not drunk, and I'm not on any drugs. I guess I'm just crazy.

As I sat on the bed next to him I touched his cool shoulder. He has his windows open, good idea. I'll have to let mom know to put a fan in here.

"Harry?" My voice is weak, "Harry?" I ran my fingers through his hair. He slowly opened his eyes and was startled to see me next to him. I giggled quietly.

"Alyssa?" God his voice is so sexy when he's waking up. "Is everything okay?"

"Mhmm." I continued to massage his head until he sat up, extremely close to me.

"What are you doing in here?" I think he knows.

"I don't really know. I just woke up and was thinking about a bookstore and then you."

"Me?"

"Yeah, sorry." He laughed, another sexy feature. I wonder how he looks right now? All I can see is darkness without my phone light.

"Why are you sorry? I think about you too sometimes."

"I'm really tired of talking Harry." I have no idea what I'm doing, it's like my body is telling me one thing and my head is just confused. I've never kissed a boy, let alone slept in the same house as one.

He came closer to my lips, "Me too."

Harry held my chin and gently kissed my lips. I have a feeling he somehow knows I've never been kissed. When he felt my smile he kissed me again and pulled closer until my whole body was on the bed. I didn't know what to do next so he wrapped one arm around my back, forcing our bodies to touch and his other held the back of my head.

As we kiss I feel his tongue begin to enter my mouth. It was cold at first but then felt warmer the longer we were attached. I could feel something hard poke against my leg and gasped for air, realizing what it is. He laughed at my realization,

"Sorry." He said quietly, I'm so embarrassed.

"No, it's okay. I just didn't know...." my words trail. I don't know what I'm trying to say.

Harry came closer again, "can I continue kissing you now? I promise to stop enjoying it so much." We both laughed and continued.

This time I removed the gap between our bodies which made him groan, not expecting my playfulness. He laid me on my back and kissed my forehead and then nose and then lips. I felt his hand find its way to my breast. He caressed it slowly.

I could get used to this. I wasn't really going for romantic or meaningful, I just wanted to kiss him but this is more than just kissing, there's something behind it. Passion? Has he been wanting this?

I moved my hair away from my neck as my body temperature kept rising. He continuously sucked my neck in different spots, making sure not to stay at any one spot for too long. A hickey would leave my parents questioning. My legs separated on their own and Harry's bulge was now in the same area as the spot that has caused me to groan a few times. He moved his lips back onto mine.

"You can't make noises like that." He laughed, "Unless you want someone to hear."

Although we both have all of our undergarments on it feels so good. I kiss him harder every time I feel the need to scream. Our lips move in a synchronized motion. Whenever he pulls his lips up, mine moved with them. I never wanted it to end but a sound stopped us both. We froze, Harry held himself up on top of me and I could feel his arms shaking. I didn't want him to move so I decided to wait a little longer before telling him it's only the garage door.

"My dad's just leaving for work." I giggled and his body dropped on top of me before rolling over.

I sat up and sighed.

"I'll see you later Harry."

"What?" I can't stay any longer. I don't know why I came in here to begin with but it's just a bad idea.

I turned back around to look at him before I left.

"I have to go back to my room." I smiled, waiting for him to say what he's thinking.

"Do you have to go?"

"Do you want me to stay?"

I waited for an answer, "Yes."

"Sorry, no can do." I giggled and snuck back into my room. That was probably mean but I'll still be here tomorrow.

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