Chapter 55

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STELLA'S POV

We eat the pizza and it ends up getting late so I take off my makeup and lay down.

Harry turns off all the lights and walks to the bed in only his Calvin Klein boxers.

Shit.

My heart starts to pound faster and faster and he gets closer to me.

"You tired?" He says.

"Yeah." I say turning to face the wall.

He gets in the queen sized bed and wraps him arms around my waist.

"You need to stop being so damn sexy." He whispers in my ear.

I don't say anything but I giggle to myself.

"Kiss me." He says turning me over.

We start to kiss and I feel the butterflies in my stomach move.

As we're kissing he starts to bring his tongue into my mouth and I can't fight it.

His kisses are so slow and soft. Their not as hard and strong as I know he wants them to be.

Their very sweet and romantic.

"Lets do it." I spit out childishly.

"No." He says still kissing me.

I pull away.

"Why?"

"Because. I want it to be the right time." He admits.

That's so sweet. Usually guys wouldn't fight.

"Okay." I say. I'm glad he said that.

We go back to the position we were before and I feel even more in love with him.

We fall asleep and when I wake up next morning I'm a little sweaty from our body's touching.

"Harry." I say shaking him.

"Yeah." He smiles.

We look at each other and immediately my heart pounds again.

He gets up and goes to the bathroom to turn on the shower water.

He takes a shower while I still sit in bed thinking of how it will be without him.

I get up and change into light washed jeans that have cute rips in them and a plain baggy white blouse.

When Harry gets out of the shower and I'm already dressed, (not including makeup and hair), he comes in to the room.

"So what are your plans for today?" Harry asks.

"I don't know. I don't really have a job." I laugh.

"You should look for one. Maybe take my spot at NY sounds?" Harry says.

He's only wearing a white towel over his torso. My bones are shaking...

"I don't think I could do that." I admit.

"Haha. Umm, how about that salon?" He laughs.

Gosh his dimples are so hot.

"Ummm, nah." I say.

"A bakery?" He adds in.

Bakery. Do's and Doughnuts?

Brad works there. He probably likes me so that won't work.

"Nah." I pass.

"Just look online or something. Besides, what will you have to pay? Ill pay for this apartment." He says taking off his towel to change.

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