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His sparked every piece skin he touched. Creating goosebumps when he reached towards me, and when he was done carressing, I felt as if I was burning from the inside.
The tips of his fingers traced a way towards my already spreaded lips -- puffs of air escaping me fast. Circling around them, he continued and all I could do was watch and feel.
Back to my jawline and after that downwards my exposed neck, his flat hand traveled down my back where it finally laid in the hollow of it.
Never have his eyes left mine. They kept frozen at the spot and searched their way to me. To all my secrets. The green of his playing tricks on my already lost mind.
His breath hit my face every now and then. I observed everything so carefully. The way his lashes were long enough to touch his cheekbones everytime he closed his eyes. The way his plump lips left me wanting more.
His effect on me was peculiar; it always made me obey to him. I was a light as a feather under his touch and he could do everything with me.
His beautiful, shaped lips were spreaded, so his breath was being able to go free into thin air. The red of lips stood out in a seductive way.
We always found ourselves tangled in a silence, one that is peaceful and loving. Our moments of silence were soothing and they had me at peace.
I stared at his lips,
longing for them to touch mine,
to capture mine in a kiss.
He did not give me what I wanted.
Our bodies were barely touching, his hands were on my back -- the only thing that connected us, for now.
I was getting lost in our silence,
when he closed his eyes. His green eyes being locked away. Lashes touching his cheekbones and making me melt away.
"Touch me, June. Make me forget. Make me better," he broke the silence, his voice breaking a little at the end. The rasp of his voice was the only thing heard at that moment.
A fire was awoken and my hands instantly moved towards his detailed face. Just as he always did with me, I traced the lines that made so handsome. From his gorgeous eyes, down to his addictive lips.
Hesitating if I was allowed to touch them, my journey was interrupted by me. I breathed out very quiet and tried to catch his attention.
He must have sensed my doubt,
my fingers suddenly not touching his face anymore, because he slowly showed his eyes again.
His eyes spoke more than words, they told me everything. They showed me the way towards the real Harry. With a simple nod he made excitement growing in my body.
Tracing the lines of his heart-shaped lips, I was mesmerized. The thickness of them having me mindblown. And all the time his eyes kept fluttering close, enjoying my touch.
I felt his hands on my back moving,
travelling to my neck. Pulling my head closer to his, our eyes never seperated. Licking his lips and making them seem even more red, my heart was beating incredibly fast.
And when no distance was left between us, he sealed my lips in a
passionate kiss. His strong,
firm lips moving against mine.
Giving me what I wanted, finally.
My hands settled themselves in the base of his neck, holding his long curls in a grip and pulling a bit. The softness of them sliding through my trembling fingers.
I felt his tongue asking for entrance,
my lips parted and he entered my mouth. He groaned and held me tighter, one of his hands pushing my body completely against his.
All too soon, Harry left my now swollen lips cold, his hand touching them, feeling how swollen they were
because of him. Sparks created by friction, kept me on edge.
My eyes grew wide when I saw the time. "You should leave.
My mother will be home soon." I whispered so soft, it was almost as if the air carried it away.
His eyes left mine and he took my head in between his rough hands, kissing my forehead and
with his deep, raspy voice he spoke
"See you soon, darling."
He left my body standing in the middle of the living room,
thinking about what just happened. Reliving all of his touch and dreams came true on a unexpected afternoon.
The fear a felt when I saw hin sitting on the chair, never returned. All warm feelings took its place and I want to bury myself in them forever.
His way of touching; speaking; kissing, it all had me dreaming. But above all when his green eyes seeked their way into my soul.
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"How are you? I am still sorry about yesterday," I hear Elijah say on the phone the next morning.
My hand keeps writing, continuing my homework. I hear him clear his throat on the other side of the line and I sense the uneasiness.
"I am okay, don't worry. How are you?" I try to soothe him.
I hear him take a deep breath.
"I am okay. I wanted to ask you if I should pick you up tonight, when you're done with work?"
I hesitated there a bit. I wanted too see my friend, but a part of me was still uneasy about the day we shared on the crowdy beach.
But then I thought of his kindness and they way I hurt him, I should try to take some pain away, so I agreed.
"Yeah, that would be nice. I will text you when I'm done. But I-"
I wanted to say goodbye,
because work started in an hour,
when he interrupted me,
"I am coming over now, so we can talk and I can walk you too work."
I tried to hold in an annoyed sigh and furrowed my eyebrows because of his sudden weird and pushy behaviour.
"Well, okay. If you want to. It's not necessary though, we can talk tonight?"
I heard him a door being shut in the background and then his voice saying,
"I am already on my way."
I rolled with my eyes
and told him I would be ready by the time he arrives. We said our goodbyes and I was still wondering what happened and what had gotten into Elijah.
Walking towards the window in my room, I quietly sang a song and opened the thick curtains. My eyes immediately fell upon a shiny black car and I knew it was him. The car it all started with, was once again standing in front of my house.
I tied my hair up in a bun and kept watching outside to see some movement from Harry, but nothing happened and he left me alone.
A firm knock on the door pulled me out of my daydream and I ran downstairs. Turning the doorknob around, our frontdoor creaked open and I am met by Elijah his meaningful smile. "Hey June."
Not before long, because my eyes caught Harry standing in front of his car. With a stern look and piercing eyes he watched Elijah and me.
"Hey, ready to go then?" I quickly answered Elijah and tried to ignore Harry as much as possible.
He nodded and I
closed the door of our house. Knowing it was not really necessary, because Harry always found his way in -- locked or unlocked.
Elijah turned around and I saw his eyes landing on the person standing in front of the black car. His eyebrows furrowed and I prepared myself for a question.
Harry still stood at the same spot,
not moving at all. Watching us like it was normal and he had nothing to hide. His stare made a shiver run up my spine and made me shy away.
"Do you know him?" Elijah's eyes scanned Harry and his car. Both looking at eachother and both men showing no mercy.
I shook my head, "No, I don't."
Big, big lie June.
"Weird," he shrugged and decided to let the subject go. He took my hand and pulled me with him, his strong finger clutching around my underarm.
We carried ourselves away from my house and I could not resist taking one last glance. To see Harry and his car were gone.
"I know it was wrong to kiss you, but what I feel for you is special.
And I want you to know that," Elijah explained while looking down at his feet. I looked at him and felt a wave of pity rushing through me.
"I do not know really know how to say this, Elijah," I started, still hesitating what to say. I tried to dodge his stare, so diverted my eyes to the ground.
"-But I don't really know what I feel right now, I'm a bit confused and I need time. I hope you understand."
My voice was as quiet as the wind during summer and I tried to bring it as kind as possible.
He kicked some pebbles away with his feet while going with a hand through his hair, thinking about my answer. His smile was nowhere to be found and I knew I was the cause of it.
"I understand and I am okay with giving you time...I just want to spend time with you." He shrugged and tried to hide his blush.
"And I want to spend time with you, I truly do, but right now I'm confused about my feelings and I want you to know," I clear my throat and we turn around the corner, getting closer to the shop, "You're an amazing person and I am honoured to have you as my friend."
He looked at me for the first time since we left my house and
smiled again. His now sparkling eyes reaching mine.
"Likewise, June."
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After six hours of fatigue and pain all over my body, boss let me go home. Sending Elijah a message to notify I was done and he could come and get me up, I grabbed my stuff.
I placed it all on a chair in front of the window and sat down next to it. Looking outside to catch a glimpse of Elijah appearing. I exhaled deeply and felt my body relaxig immediately.
Costumers kept leaving and the shop grew less crowdy, I checked the time and noticed I had been waiting here for over fifteen minutes of dullness.
Picking up my phone from the table, I dialed his number and waited patiently for an answer, but I never recieved one.
After waiting a couple of minutes more, I decided it was for the best to just leave. Met by the air breezig through my hair, I started walking home. Wondering where Elijah is.
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