I was furious! Who gave him the right to think he could do that?! I had dreamed of so many ways that my moment would have played out but hidden in the back of the movie theater wasn't one of them. Now every time someone asks me about my first kiss, I have this pathetic story to tell.

Storming back to my seat, I crossed my arms in anger and disillusion. I wanted to wipe my mouth as well but a part of me struggled to convince me that my boss just kissed me. A part of me wanted to celebrate that my boss was actually interested in me but was a coward and a cheating scumbag. I watched the rest of the movie with no desire to be there, all I could do was wait patiently to be taken home.

“Well that movie was laaaame!” Niall laughed. “Whatcha think, Chloe?”

“It was alright I guess.”

“How'ya feeling? Do you wanna hang out some more or would you rather I take you home?”

“As much as I'd love to stay, I should get ready for school tomorrow. Sorry,” I gave a crooked smile.

“No, it's no prob.”

We made it out to the lobby, still refusing to look at Harry and his girl, even though I felt his stare burn a hole through my dress. As we said goodbye, I happened to glance over at the couple and saw him whisper something into her ear. She looked over at me and giggled, embarrassing me even more. How dare him make fun of me!

I was disgusted, forcing a smile so Niall wouldn't think the rejection was towards him, but this only made the ride awkwardly silent.

“So you finally met the rest of the gang eh? Whatcha think about Gemma?” Niall asked as he wiggled his brows.

I scowled as it was evident he had a thing for her too, furthering my feelings of bitterness towards her. I hated this jealousy thing, I had such little experience in it until now.

“I didn't get to talk with her really. Why do you like her?” I tried to play it casual.

“I think she's cute. But it's bro-code, you can't date your buddy's sister.”

“His what?”

“His sister. You didn't know that?”

“No. No one really introduced us.”

I felt sick now, a gut twisting and nauseating sickness. I was too caught up on my assumptions to even look at her and notice their similar features. I just saw that she was beautiful with gorgeous hair and resisted the urge to feed my jealousy any further.
I rubbed my forehead feeling like a complete idiot. I could have enjoyed that kiss had I known this bit of information. But yet again, I had blown it. This would certainly make a great story of how I could have snagged the guy but lost my chances. Besides, maybe it was just a game to him, because I don't know what a guy like that would see in a girl like me.

…

I gave my rundown on how great the movie was and how much fun I had with my work friends to my parents before settling into my bedroom. I moved at such a slow pace, moping at my unsuccessful first kiss . . .still. It wasn't even worth jotting down in my diary, if I had one. Not caring to set my things out for the morning, I shut the lights off and crashed on my pillow. Stupid!

I kept hearing my phone beep and in my disorientation I thought it was my alarm clock. My eyes squinted at the clock and it was a little past midnight. Who on earth had the nerve to bother me at this hour? I crawled out of bed to get my phone from my hand bag when my sight fell blurry across the screen. Two missed calls and one text.

We need to talk. -Harry

The moment I read the message my eyes shot wide and my body was alert. At first I couldn't believe it, then I almost punched myself for not texting back quicker.

Okay. -Chloe

But in person. I despise text chats when it comes to important matters like these, words always get misconstrued. -Harry

When do you want to talk? -Chloe

My heart pounded so hard, anticipating the next text.

How about now? -Harry

I can't my parents are sleeping and I'm in bed. -Chloe

Can't you step outside for a minute? -Harry

I didn't know what to do. A part of me wanted to see him, especially now that I knew and could apologize for acting like an idiot.

Pull up quietly and I'll come into your car. I don't want the neighbors seeing. -Chloe

Be there in a few minutes. -Harry

I thought his next text would be to ask for my address but I had a suspicion that he already knew it. Wait?! He was coming over here now?! I looked down and didn't know whether to change my clothes or what. I had pink plaid pajama pants and a white baby T. I opted to at least put a bra underneath. I quickly went to brush my teeth and when I came back into my room, I saw his car align along the side walk.

It was 12:45AM. I felt like I was about break the law, my parents law. If they caught me or found out later, I would surely be grounded. By the time I tip toed down the stairs,I had remembered leaving my phone in the bathroom. He must have text me in the time it took for me to actually reach my front door.
I thanked my lucky stars that our door didn't creek, allowing me a safe and silent escape.

I saw his silhouette sitting inside his car. The headlights had been turned off and the subtle humming of the car engine lingered in the solitary street. I carefully climbed in wanting to smile right away but paused before making a fool of myself. Harry's stare was distant and almost shameful. Then that sick feeling in my stomach returned.

“I appreciate you meeting me but I just didn't want this to get dragged on without it being properly addressed.”

“Yea. Okay,” I whispered.

“What I did was inexcusable and unprofessional. You're a high school student and my employee and I shouldn't have done that. I just wanted to apologize in person because you deserved that.”

“Huh! I wasn't expecting an apology,” I mumbled.

“Why not? I was jealous that you liked Niall and kissed you. You seemed pretty pissed off.”

“Well, I was pissed off that my first kiss was in the back of a movie theater. So yeah . . . and I didn't know that Gemma was your sister!”

“What did you think she was my date?”

“Yes. I didn't think that you liked me. . .Do you like me?”

“I . . .” Harry pressed his lips together not finishing his answer. “I'm sorry that I spoiled your first kiss. I feel like a jerk.”

“Thanks,” I said and rushed out of his car.

I fanned my eyes to not cry, at least to make it till I closed the door behind me. Halfway up my driveway I felt a warm tug on my arm. I jumped the moment I realized Harry was standing there. So much for hiding from the neighbors. His face was saddened but I still couldn't read him well. I should have pulled my arm away and ran inside but my feet wouldn't move.

His grip was soft as his hand slid down to hold mine. My breath grew shallow not knowing what he was up to and still I had hoped. He looked up at the night sky, the half moon shined down upon us as we stood silent.

“Let me try this again.”

Harry released my hand to cup my face and stare for a few seconds. His eyes bounced from mine to my mouth as his thumb wiped my cheek. Before he leaned in, he wet his lips and my eyes automatically closed. My chest rose when I felt his full lips touch mine. His hands lowered to my neck while his thumbs held my head secure. He was so soft and patient, delivering short pecks and deepening the kiss when I'd return each one. I hoped this would continue longer than it did, but I have to admit it was sweeter than I expected.

He pulled away to study my dreary gaze. A smile approached the minute I sighed and moaned at the same time. My cheeks flushed but he wasn't letting go of me yet.

“I do like you.”

My smile competed with the moon's light as I was delighted to hear him admit it. I didn't care about tomorrow. All I wanted was him to come closer and finish the job. I finally slid my hands around his neck to bring him back to me. And by the end of his visit, I felt how wonderful it was to get French kissed under a starry night sky.

Notes

Sorry the update took so long. I hope you enjoyed this chapter :)

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