Maybe...

Lets just talk...

We pull up outside my house and I ask him to come in and he obliges, no ones at home and the place is pitch black I flick a switch and a burst of light fills the room like water filling a cup,

"Hey nice house" Harry popped up.

"Urr...thanks it's huge but I don't really like it" I replied.

"Why?" he differs,

"Because it's just to big for me..."

"Do you want a drink?" I change the subject.

"Yeah sure" he rubs the back of his neck and sits on the stool at the breakfast bar, I hand him a glass of water and sit down beside him.

It was 11pm but it didn't feel that late...

"So what are you going to do about jamie?" he takes me away from my thoughts.

"Urm I think we are done now I can't keep holding on to someone who doesn't love me back...and judges me for facing up to him" tears threaten to spill but my eyes just moisten and it doesn't go over,

Harry saw my eyes and the state they were in and gently put his arm around me and lent against his shoulder I felt happy here...with him which is unusual because I only spoke to this guy today...but it felt like I knew him forever.

Talking with Harry never seems to get boring and before I know it is 1am on a school night and my parents have only just arrived home, me and Harry were sitting on the couch and my step dad walked into the living room,

"Hey this is Harry." I said before he could get a word in.

My step father looked at the clock and then looked at me, puzzled and then started to laugh to himself...

I never understood that man...

Harry stood there awkwardly and just lifted his hand up to give him a small wave

"Nice to meet you harry" Jerry replied.

I always call him Jerry because he prefers it and I don't like calling him dad.

Jerry headed upstairs to go to sleep and I walked Harry to the door,

"Are you sure you don't want to stay, we have a perfectly good couch?"

He laughed lightly and shook his head

"No, I'm fine honestly" he replied.

I opened the door for him and he walked out, before leaving he turned around to give me a hug and I hugged him back wrapping my arms around his neck,

I was on my tip toes though because I'm a short arse and that's the only way I can reach him at his height.

I moves my head so that I could see him, my arms still round his neck and his lips just looked so enticing...so I went for it...

I kissed him.

I pulled back with in seconds and stood there looking straight down at my feet rocking back and forth, without notice he lifted my chin and kissed me again...and it felt amazing but it wasn't right....

I don't know where my relationship status is with Jamie is at...and Harry being as gorgeous as he is needed to be kissed. It was wrong I know but it felt so right to do and somehow I don't have an inch of guilt on my conscience, I feel like a right bitch.

"Night Harry" I said quietly.

"Urrr...night" he replied.

I shut the door and leaned on it scraping down the back of the door and landing on the floor with my head in my hands and my knees up against my chest, what the hell have I done?

Why didn't I feel guilty? Surely I should be feeling something right now...but nothing of the negative kind. it's just a a phase...yeah just a...phase.

I walked up the staircase to my room and shut the door getting changed and hoping into bed when my phone goes off on my bedside table I grabbed it and looked at the text,

From: Harry :)

Thanks for the drink, see you tomorrow love :) xx

I feel all gooey inside...what is happening to me!? For god sake!

To:Harry :)

No problem thanks for taking me home, yeah see you tomorrow x

I replied.

Just as I was about to drop off my phone went off one more time and this time, butterflies ruptured in my stomach making me feel like I'm floating on cloud nine for someone unknown reason...

From: Harry :)

Goodnight beautiful ;) xx

I fell asleep so happy with myself but mentally telling myself for even being happy to see this guy tomorrow morning and the fact that I have to get up in 6 hours...oh the joys of boys.