COUNTING STARS

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Ariel’s P.O.V
I peeled off my wet bathing suit and laid it on top of the dresser and walked towards the bathroom, I turned on the water and slipped my finger under the faucet to feel for the right temperature then I jumped in real quick. I grabbed the sponge and began washing off my body, every spot that Harry’s been resurfaced in my head as I lathered my body in soap. I washed my neck, I thought of Harry placing his lips on me and sucking my skin I remembered the feel of his member grinding against my entrance I closed my eyes for a second; I slowed down on washing my body to enjoy the flashback of Harry, his body was bigger than mine, I felt less empowered when I was with Jesse he always made me do all the work while he laid down on his lazy ass but me and Harry shared; took turns. Before I got carried away and probably raise the water bill I rinsed my body off and turned off the water, I

climbed out and quickly ran over to grab a towel as the cold air consumed my body. I wrapped the white cotton soft material around my body and one around my hair then opened the bathroom door waves of steam came rolling out the bathroom and settling onto the floor into the bedroom. I looked at the dresser mentally preparing myself to walk over there till I noticed a presence sitting on the edge of the bed gaping up at me, I jumped back a bit thinking it was an intruder but I recognize those wild curls I leaned a bit closer focusing my eyes in. “Harry?” I was kind of caught off guard I mean I was just thinking about him and now he’s here like he read my mind, he didn’t respond though he just

watched me from the bed. He was still in his swimming shorts but they were dry by now, yet he didn’t have a shirt on, he leaned his head down and ran his hands through his hair shaking it vigorously then swooped it to the side. I’ve never seen him do that, it was so attractive he done it so effortlessly like it’s a routine of his. I turned the bathroom light off and closed the door making my way over to the dresser, I picked through my drawer looking for a long shirt I came across one. I grabbed it and some panties along with a bra and tip-toed over to the bathroom. Once inside I slipped on the lingerie and pulled over the shirt, it was a white clean crisp dress shirt that was slightly see through it came down to my mid-thigh but I didn’t care I just wanted to go to bed. I walked over to the mirror and unwrapped the towel off from around my head my once straight blonde hair was gone and was replaced by some defined soft curls that hung around my shoulders, I truly hated my hair this way but like I said I’m just going to bed. I folded the towels up on the rack and turned off the bathroom light exiting into the

bedroom. Harry was still there on the edge of the bed but now he’s in Nike sweat pants the clothing hung low around his hips letting me see his Abercrombie boxers and his V-line cut deeper I couldn’t help but nip at my bottom lip. “Harry…..why are you still here?” He smiled down at his pants “What’s funny?” I walked closer into the room, he looked up at me biting his lip he nodded towards the shirt I was wearing “Your wearing my shirt” I looked down at the white dress shirt, as I got a better look this shirt was obviously too big for me, I looked up at him blushing in embarrassment. To stop him from laughing I pulled the shirt off over my head, his laugh quickly faded away; he swallowed a huge lump

in his throat. “Harry? You know you’ve seen me in a bathing suit before this….” I motioned at my body up and down. “Is nothing new….” He scratched the back of his neck. “I-I know…J-Just….” His cheeks glowed brightly red, I turned away smiling to myself. I went back over to the dresser and deposited his shirt back into the drawer, and then I heard the springs on the bed release pressure and footsteps come walking towards me. My heartbeat picked up sound thumping hard, I was nervous for the unknown event that can happen next. He came towering over my body, he ran his two long fingers down my arm his body was radiating heat off his chest I could feel it on my back sending chills

through my spine. “Are you scared?” I stiffened my body. “No, why do you say that?” He grabbed the tip of my hair and placed it around to hang around my boobs. His hands slid low around my hips, they were kind of could causing me to gasp – they rounded to the front entwining them he thrusted me back against his chest. He held me tightly against his body I had no way of moving free “You always have Goosebumps when I touch you.....” He motioned his head down towards my skin and placed soft kisses along my shoulder I closed my eyes and leaned my head back placing it on his shoulder. “It’s the way you touch me” I whispered lost in his grace. He removed his mouth from me “Is that so? You don’t like the way I touch you?” His voice got lower as I became closer to him, there was teasing laced in his words. “Harry….” I grabbed his arms and broke his entwined hands to let me free

“We….We can’t do this…..” I don’t know what I was talking about, I don’t know why I stopped him what am I doing? “Oh right…your Jesse’s……” He shoved his hands inside his sweat pants pockets suddenly becoming reserved again, like he didn’t want to touch me anymore after that. “I-I….I when um….I….” He closed his eyes for a second “Ariel……I crossed the line again” He flexed his jaw in regret “I promise I won’t touch you till I have permission……..I promise” He said promise not only
once but twice he was certain and clear, now look what I done. “I should go….” He opened his eyes but didn’t dare look at me instead he stared at the floor. He went walking towards the door and just like that he was gone, what did I do? Was I scared of him? Maybe I was scared because if this thing ever got too far I wouldn’t have an excuse like “I’m with Jesse” to back me out. I’m afraid to love

him…..I put my hands over my mouth even though it didn’t come out. I-I…..love Harry, wait no that’s not possible I barely know him do I love Harry?

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