I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 25

"I am not going to wear the helmet Lou" he says blandly as I handed him the helmet.

"I am sorry, did I give you the impression that I am asking you if you want to put it on?" I say sarcastically as I keep my hand outstretched. He just scoffs at me as he take the helmet and starts putting it on.

"Yes Mr. Bossyboots" he mutters under his breath thinking i didn't hear him but I did.

"Oi, you will know when I am being bossy" I say as I tighten the strap of the helmet. I knew he was staring at me but in that moment, I didn't care.

We spent hours in the Arena. Harry, trying not to fall and me trying to make sure he doesn't fall. After a few rounds and takes, he was finally able to drive in a straight line. I will admit, I actually felt proud when he made a whole round of the Arena without getting sidelined and disbalancing. As he stopped the bike infront of me, I saw the happiness in his eyes. It was really something for the both of us.

"Okay, one more round.." I say backing away a little so as to give him all the space.

"What...No! We have been at it for so long...I am hungry" he whined like a child. I had to admit, it really was cute watching this side of him too.

"Oh c'mmon, just one more round and then we will eat" I say in an encouraging tone.

He stares between me and the road infront of him. With a deep sigh he puts on his helmet again, starts the bike and slowly proceeds to complete the round. When he finally finishes this round, he takes his helmet off as he asks,

"Now can we go to eat something?"

"Sure.." I say smiling as he slides backwards and let's me take the wheel. Sure he is learning but he is still not that good, but he will be. He's a fast learner.

We stopped at a street cart to get some ramen and butterscotch shakes. After eating a delicious and hearty meal, we head home. A few minutes into the ride and I feel Harry's hands grab my waist lightly. He is not fully holding onto my waist but puts his hands as gently as he can there, maybe to not bring it to my notice? But little does he know, I notice every time he holds the corners of my jackets or the last time when he had gently grabbed my waist but acted like his hands weren't there by his own account. I didn't care how he was holding onto me as long as he was awake, but when he started getting dizzy from sleep and tiredness, I was worried. I tried telling him to sit closer to me and actually do hold onto me, but god he is stubborn when it comes to me suggesting him something.

I stopped the bike and told him, not acknowledging his protests or reasons,

"We aren't moving until you hold on tightly at me" 

"I am fine! I don't need to! Just drive.." he says annoyed.

"Either you do it urself or I will make you do it"

"I would like to see you try" He leaned closer to me as he whispered this in my ear.
In all honesty, I had goosebumps all over my body. I smirk as my hand reaches under his thigh, grips it and I slide him forcefully closer to me. It all happened so quickly, he is stunned by the action much less my involvement in it. He was close to me and I could feel his legs and his warmth. He tried to push himself back away but I grabbed his wrist and held it tightly at my waist level which made our proximity even more intense.

"Now...either you keep ur hands at my waist or I keep it in my hold for the rest of the ride...Your choice" I say turning my head to my side as I imagined the look of red on his face.

"Okay..Fine!" He yells slightly high pitched.

I let go of his wrist and he rests his hand on my waist. I smile as I start the bike again. The ride wasn't that long but I felt his grip getting tighter. I instinctively slowed down my speed and felt his grip getting loose. We finally reached the house as he got away from me with an amazing speed.