Trouble
Chocolate
Chapter 13
Playlist: Night Changes, Things I’ll never say (play 17 sec. into the song), Can’t Help Falling In Love
Marilynn
Is it possible that love exists? My parents seemed very much in love but now my mom is going to marry another man. Was it that easy for her to forget my dad? I always told myself that I wouldn’t let myself fall for a stranger. Yet here I am. I’m not sure whether I’m starting to like Harry or if I look up to him because I haven’t had a male role model in my life for a while.
Whatever it is I don’t like it. We started off as enemies and now he claims to be my friend.
Here I lay next to my frenemie on a large blanket looking up at the lovely stars placed on the beautiful night sky. What exactly is happening to me? I’m not a softie and I definitely don’t do stuff like this. This is my first time actually staring at the stars with a man lying beside me.
What’s surprising me the most is that Harry was the one to suggest this. He said how staring at the stars was “relaxing and romantic” which he then quickly added that since we weren’t with our “significant others.” However, I don’t have a significant other.
“Hey Harry?” I spoke in a soft voice.
He turned his head to face me as did I. “When you said, significant other, isn’t that a term used for same sex couples ya know when they’ve been together for a long time.” My father had many same sex couples as friends. He was a man of equality and thought that nobody should be treated any different for falling in love with a soul with a kind heart that happened to have the same sex as you.
“Yes but it can also be a term used for people who’ve been together for a long time. This is going to be an example so don’t make it awkward.” He joked.
“Okay, go on.” I urged.
“So pretend, remember pretend.” He emphasized the word pretend.
“Okay. “ I nodded my head, chuckling at his silliness.
“Lets say you and I were in love and we’ve been together for various years-“
‘Okay” I nodded ignoring the fast beating of my heart that had only started to pace up moments ago.
“-And we weren’t married but we were more than boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Wait so if we’re in love and more than boyfriend and girlfriend, why don’t we just elope?” I teased.
“Because we can’t afford it.” He replied raising an eyebrow at me with a slight smug on his face. He looked so beautiful when he was smiling.
“What if we both get jobs and save up?” I asked.
“I don’t know, hiding money could result in a robbery and opening up a bank account would be too much of a hassle to deal with besides I wouldn’t let you work.” He played along.
“Good to know.” I turned my head to look back at the stars while laughing.
“We should probably get back inside before it gets too cold.” He was right but I didn’t want to head back inside even if it was to prevent myself from catching a cold. Being out here with Harry was relaxing especially when we talking about life while staring at the stars.
“I guess,“ The disappointment evident in my voice. Harry noticed my pout. “We can always do this again.” He spoke, lightening up the mood. Something in the way he looked at me told me I wasn’t the only one feeling something in the pit of my stomach.
Harry folded up the blanket and began to walk towards the cabin. He turned around to look in my way before speaking. “Let’s go. I’ll make us some hot chocolate.” He winked at me then turned around again to walk in the direction he was already heading.
This guy will be the death of me. He has this effect on me where I can’t think straight he makes me all giddy. It’s crazy what a guy can make you feel. A simple wink has me all happy. I’m hardly ever happy these days. Maybe someone can change you but for the better.
I stood there smiling at myself thinking about the glint in Harry’s eyes soon my eyes were looking down at the ground with my cheeks turning red. I feel different, I feel not alone.
Does Harry feel the same? I noticed he doesn’t talk about his family like ever. It’s only fair, it’s not like I’ve spoken about my family to him much either.
I made my way inside the cabin, locking the door behind me. Harry was in the kitchen making the hot chocolate like he said he would. I gazed at him from behind, his back muscles were Greek God like, he does tend to slouch a tad but I don’t care because in my eyes he seemed perfect, too perfect.
I watched as he looked searched the cabinets. He gave up and then turned around to look at me with a questioning look. “Second to last cabinet, bottom shelf.” I grinned at him. He smiled back at me and then grabbed the mugs from the correct cabinet like I told him.
He poured the hot liquid into the two mugs before handing one to me. “Want to sit on the couch or head to my room?”
“Wherever you’d be more comfortable.” He said.
“My room it is.” I don’t know what got in me but I grabbed his hand that wasn’t holding onto the mug and I pulled him towards my room. He didn’t say anything but held onto my hand tighter.
I led him into my room that I occupied every time I came camping or fishing with my family.
“You can set your cup on my night stand.” I said placing my cup on the nightstand as well.
I plopped down on my bed patting the spot next to me. Harry copied my actions as he rested his head against the headboard. He was close maybe a little too close. We didn’t say anything, soon I felt Harry leaning in closer and so was I. I couldn’t care less about our breaths smelling like chocolate. I know exactly what I wanted.
“How do you feel about me?” Harry whispered.
I honestly don’t know. I thought it was admiration but now that I’ve been asked the question and I have never felt so close to someone like I am in this moment. Not even with Nathan, which confuses me because Harry and I aren’t even dating.
“I’m not sure exactly but I feel a strong admiration for you.” I whispered moving even closer to Harry. I bent my knees and rested them against his thighs.
“What about you.” I dared to ask.
“It’d be sinful for me to say.” He mumbled.
“C’mon tell me.” I wanted to know so badly. Normally I wouldn’t care but when it came to Harry, it mattered. Plenty.
“I have never felt this way before, it scares me that this will develop to something more.” His words made complete sense yet they were confusing.
I leaned forward. His arm snaked around my waist pulling me in. He pressed his lips against mine. The kiss started off slow with no pressure for it to become more heated. I could taste the chocolate as he slipped in his tongue. We kept moving slow. I decided to place my knee on the other side of thigh, folding my legs on each side.
This time he placed both arms around my waist. My hands tugged at the hair behind his neck. Finally our kiss was becoming more heated. Harry and I kicked off our shoes. I took off my sweater as did Harry and we returned to our make out session. I felt Harry’s chest with my hands then I went higher feeling him until I placed my hand on the back of his neck.
Harry’s hands roamed all over my body. He gave my bum a light squeeze causing me to grin. I noticed the small grin lying on his lips.
“We should stop before I get a tiny bit excited.” Harry informed me. Of course I know what he meant but kissing him was like heaven and he was my angel.
Playlist: Night Changes, Things I’ll never say (play 17 sec. into the song), Can’t Help Falling In Love
Marilynn
Is it possible that love exists? My parents seemed very much in love but now my mom is going to marry another man. Was it that easy for her to forget my dad? I always told myself that I wouldn’t let myself fall for a stranger. Yet here I am. I’m not sure whether I’m starting to like Harry or if I look up to him because I haven’t had a male role model in my life for a while.
Whatever it is I don’t like it. We started off as enemies and now he claims to be my friend.
Here I lay next to my frenemie on a large blanket looking up at the lovely stars placed on the beautiful night sky. What exactly is happening to me? I’m not a softie and I definitely don’t do stuff like this. This is my first time actually staring at the stars with a man lying beside me.
What’s surprising me the most is that Harry was the one to suggest this. He said how staring at the stars was “relaxing and romantic” which he then quickly added that since we weren’t with our “significant others.” However, I don’t have a significant other.
“Hey Harry?” I spoke in a soft voice.
He turned his head to face me as did I. “When you said, significant other, isn’t that a term used for same sex couples ya know when they’ve been together for a long time.” My father had many same sex couples as friends. He was a man of equality and thought that nobody should be treated any different for falling in love with a soul with a kind heart that happened to have the same sex as you.
“Yes but it can also be a term used for people who’ve been together for a long time. This is going to be an example so don’t make it awkward.” He joked.
“Okay, go on.” I urged.
“So pretend, remember pretend.” He emphasized the word pretend.
“Okay. “ I nodded my head, chuckling at his silliness.
“Lets say you and I were in love and we’ve been together for various years-“
‘Okay” I nodded ignoring the fast beating of my heart that had only started to pace up moments ago.
“-And we weren’t married but we were more than boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Wait so if we’re in love and more than boyfriend and girlfriend, why don’t we just elope?” I teased.
“Because we can’t afford it.” He replied raising an eyebrow at me with a slight smug on his face. He looked so beautiful when he was smiling.
“What if we both get jobs and save up?” I asked.
“I don’t know, hiding money could result in a robbery and opening up a bank account would be too much of a hassle to deal with besides I wouldn’t let you work.” He played along.
“Good to know.” I turned my head to look back at the stars while laughing.
“We should probably get back inside before it gets too cold.” He was right but I didn’t want to head back inside even if it was to prevent myself from catching a cold. Being out here with Harry was relaxing especially when we talking about life while staring at the stars.
“I guess,“ The disappointment evident in my voice. Harry noticed my pout. “We can always do this again.” He spoke, lightening up the mood. Something in the way he looked at me told me I wasn’t the only one feeling something in the pit of my stomach.
Harry folded up the blanket and began to walk towards the cabin. He turned around to look in my way before speaking. “Let’s go. I’ll make us some hot chocolate.” He winked at me then turned around again to walk in the direction he was already heading.
This guy will be the death of me. He has this effect on me where I can’t think straight he makes me all giddy. It’s crazy what a guy can make you feel. A simple wink has me all happy. I’m hardly ever happy these days. Maybe someone can change you but for the better.
I stood there smiling at myself thinking about the glint in Harry’s eyes soon my eyes were looking down at the ground with my cheeks turning red. I feel different, I feel not alone.
Does Harry feel the same? I noticed he doesn’t talk about his family like ever. It’s only fair, it’s not like I’ve spoken about my family to him much either.
I made my way inside the cabin, locking the door behind me. Harry was in the kitchen making the hot chocolate like he said he would. I gazed at him from behind, his back muscles were Greek God like, he does tend to slouch a tad but I don’t care because in my eyes he seemed perfect, too perfect.
I watched as he looked searched the cabinets. He gave up and then turned around to look at me with a questioning look. “Second to last cabinet, bottom shelf.” I grinned at him. He smiled back at me and then grabbed the mugs from the correct cabinet like I told him.
He poured the hot liquid into the two mugs before handing one to me. “Want to sit on the couch or head to my room?”
“Wherever you’d be more comfortable.” He said.
“My room it is.” I don’t know what got in me but I grabbed his hand that wasn’t holding onto the mug and I pulled him towards my room. He didn’t say anything but held onto my hand tighter.
I led him into my room that I occupied every time I came camping or fishing with my family.
“You can set your cup on my night stand.” I said placing my cup on the nightstand as well.
I plopped down on my bed patting the spot next to me. Harry copied my actions as he rested his head against the headboard. He was close maybe a little too close. We didn’t say anything, soon I felt Harry leaning in closer and so was I. I couldn’t care less about our breaths smelling like chocolate. I know exactly what I wanted.
“How do you feel about me?” Harry whispered.
I honestly don’t know. I thought it was admiration but now that I’ve been asked the question and I have never felt so close to someone like I am in this moment. Not even with Nathan, which confuses me because Harry and I aren’t even dating.
“I’m not sure exactly but I feel a strong admiration for you.” I whispered moving even closer to Harry. I bent my knees and rested them against his thighs.
“What about you.” I dared to ask.
“It’d be sinful for me to say.” He mumbled.
“C’mon tell me.” I wanted to know so badly. Normally I wouldn’t care but when it came to Harry, it mattered. Plenty.
“I have never felt this way before, it scares me that this will develop to something more.” His words made complete sense yet they were confusing.
I leaned forward. His arm snaked around my waist pulling me in. He pressed his lips against mine. The kiss started off slow with no pressure for it to become more heated. I could taste the chocolate as he slipped in his tongue. We kept moving slow. I decided to place my knee on the other side of thigh, folding my legs on each side.
This time he placed both arms around my waist. My hands tugged at the hair behind his neck. Finally our kiss was becoming more heated. Harry and I kicked off our shoes. I took off my sweater as did Harry and we returned to our make out session. I felt Harry’s chest with my hands then I went higher feeling him until I placed my hand on the back of his neck.
Harry’s hands roamed all over my body. He gave my bum a light squeeze causing me to grin. I noticed the small grin lying on his lips.
“We should stop before I get a tiny bit excited.” Harry informed me. Of course I know what he meant but kissing him was like heaven and he was my angel.
Notes
Ugh he's just so sexy, perfect and british
My name is Jeff...
I've always been a big fan of the Tomlinson family...
Ugh this story is killing me! I love it!!!
6/22/15