-Isabelle's POV-

Once Harry walks me home, I give him a quick peck on the cheek goodbye. "Love, will you come over for dinner tonight?" He asks. "My mother wants to see you."

I smile. "Oh, Harry, I'd love to... But I promised my mom I'd stay in tonight. Why don't the two of you come here?"

"Sure. We'll be here at seven?"

"Perfect," I reply as he leans in and presses a gentle kiss on my lips, leaving me craving more. What a tease.

"See you soon," he whispers gently before pulling away and walking home.

I watch him disappear down the street before following the path, marching up the steps and opening the door. "Mom, I'm home!" I yell as I walk inside.

"Hi, sweetheart," she says as she rounds the corner.

"I invited Harry and Anne over for dinner tonight, I hope that's alright?" I ask.

"Of course! I'll go prepare a meal for us now," she announces as she disappears into the kitchen. She loves to cook, especially for guests - or, really anyone who is will to try her new creations. I'm her best candidate, since I love food.

I decide to head upstairs to start on my calculus homework before our guests arrive. I set a quick alarm for 6.30 so I know when to start getting ready. I get lost in my homework a lot.

As I'm opening up my notebook, I realize I am completely lost. All of my classes this term are AP - Calculus, Socials, Biology and I'm taking French again just for fun.

Harry is actually in a lot of AP classes as well. Im surprised - not in a bad way, but your first impression when you look at him is not smart. He gives off the cool vibe, the I-have-tattoos and I'm-dangerous-and-popular.

Me, on the other hand, screams 'nerd' from 100 miles away. Or at least, the old me did. Me from Lakewood seems to be a lot more relaxed. I think it's changing me for the better.

I Do my best to push through my homework as best as I can, but I almost get no where. Since calculus was first period this morning, I was asleep the whole time. I didn't have time to grab my usual boost of caffeine, although Harry did wake me up. Whenever I'm near him, all the nerves in my body light up like livewires. i love it.

Finally, my alarm rings, and I start getting ready. I decide on a simple, cute sweater with my plain black leggings. I don't want to seem like I'm trying too hard, but I also want to impress them a little.

By the time I've refreshed my hair, I'm just finishing up my makeup when I hear the doorbell ring. I leave my mother to do the greetings as I swipe on the last coat of mascara.

I look in the mirror one more time before heading downstairs.

"Isabelle!" Anne exlaims as she pulls me into a hug.

"Hi, Anne," I reply before hugging her back. "How've you been?"

"Oh, fantastic, dear," she says warmly. I like Anne.

My eyes meet Harry's. He's dressed exquisitely in a white plaid button-up and his signature black jeans. He looks AMAZING, as usual.

"Hello, Isabelle," his velvety voice purrs as it defines his sharp, beautiful accent.

I smile in return. "I'm going to go help your mother in the kitchen," Anne announces proudly before sauntering away, leaving me and Harry alone.

"You look beautiful, love" he says, making me blush and look down To study the hardwood on the floor.

He moves closer to me, one of his hands finds my hip while the other lifts up my chin, making me meet his gaze. "I missed you," he whispers against my lips before I close the gap and kiss him, desperate for his touch.

"Not so soon," he says with a wink as he entertwines our fingers and leads me into the kitchen.

"Can I help with anything, Mrs. White?" Harry asks. Wow, he really is polite with her. I wonder why?

"Oh, no. And we go over this every time, Harry, you can call me Jessica," she says as she laughs. "Isabelle, why don't you go show Harry the plans for your office upstairs?"

i can tell she just wants us out of the conversation, so I nod and lead him away. We walk up the stairs before Harry asks questions.

"What does she mean by your plans for your office?" He asks curiously.

"I just made a plan for designing my office," I reply. "It's nothing special."

He follows me into my room as I pull out the large pieces of paper which contain my designs.

He stares at them admirably as his eyes widen. "Wow... Isabelle, this looks... Wow."

"Thank you," I say, blushing again. He always makes me blush.

"What's this wall here?" He asks about my favourite part of the room. "You left it empty."

"That's my design wall. I'm going to put a huge canvas and splatter paint it," I explain.

"Can I help!?" He asks as more of a demand than a question.

"Yes," I let out a laugh.

He scoots closer to me before whispering, "you really are amazing, Isabelle."

His kiss is perfect. The perfect combination of soft and rough. It's soft enough that it's sweet and gentle, but hard enough that my body craves every piece of him even more.

I pull away first. "We'll be called down for dinner any second now," I explain as he whines.

We walk down the stairs and enter the dining room, where my mother and Anne have done a marvellous job of setting the table. The blue tablecloth matches the beachy theme of the room. Once all the food is placed down, we sit and start to serve. My mother has made one of my favourites - spaghetti.

As we're eating, Anne starts the conversation. "So Isabelle, how are you liking Lakewood?"

Harry chooses this moment to rest his hand on my thigh, making me inhale sharply before I reply.

"it's lovely here, and all the people are really great," I say, sneaking a side glance at Harry. He smirks back at me. "but I do miss Toronto sometimes," I reply warmly.

"Are you planning to go back there for university?"

"I have no clue. I thought I wanted to, but now im not so sure." Harry laces his fingers with mine under the table, reassuring me.

"What about you, Harry?" My mother chimes in. "Any plans for university?"

He clears his throat before responding. "No, not yet," he replies. "I'm not sure what I want to do. When I was younger I wanted to go into law, but now I'm considering business economics."

"Very nice," she responds.

We finish our meals quickly, so I pull Harry back upstairs, claiming i need him for my calculus homework - which I do, but I also I just need him.

He laughs at my desperate attemps to make him walk faster. He's made me crave his kiss all day.

Once we reach the boundary of my room, Harry shuts my door with a soft flick before pressing my back against the wall. "Your homework can wait," he whispers against my neck before he starts kissing over my sweet spot. I let out a sigh.

His tongue magically dances around it, leaving my breathless under him. I decide it's not fair for him to play with me like this without any payback, so I bring one of my hands up to his chest and start swirling my fingers around the black ink under his shirt. I move my hand lower and lower until I'm at the button of his jeans, which I undo before I start palming him over his boxers.

He lets out a groan when my hand slips inside and comes in contact with his length. I start pumping my hand up and down, slow but hard. His breathing starts to become uneven. Who's the breathless one now, Harry?

He seems to pick up on my game, because he removes my hand and throws me on the bed before climbing ontop of me.

His lips make contact with mine as he fumbles with taking off my top, leaving me in my red lace bra.

Sadly, we don't get to finish what we started. "Harry, time to go!" Anne yells from downstairs. He grumbles a quick reply before promising me he'll be back later on tonight.

I kiss him goodbye before we rearrange our clothes and walk downstairs. "Bye, Isabelle, see you tomorrow love," he says as he kisses me on the cheek, sending a wink my way before turning back to Anne. "all ready."

"Awe, you guys are adorable," she gushes.

I smile. "Thank you for coming, it was lovely spending time with you."

We all hug before they leave, and I go to help my mother clean up. My mind wanders to later on tonight... What did he mean he'll be back? I guess I'll just have to wait and see.

Notes

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