Leah

I opened my eyes sleepily to the morning sunlight. A low groan came from me throat and I buried my face into the chest of the sleeping figure beside me. My eyes widened, and I sat up, gasping. Beside me, Harry woke with a start as well.

"What's going on?"

I looked down at him, nearly laughing at his messy curls. "We slept here. We stayed out all night."

Harry looked around sleepily and blinked a few times. "Oh shit."

I giggled and fell back down beside him. "It's okay. It's Saturday, and I wasn't really planning on doing anything."

"So do you want to have breakfast with me?"

I looked down at my wrinkled shirt. "I have to stop home and change out of these clothes."

Harry sat up a bit and lifted up the lid of the trunk where he had stored the blankets and pulled out a sweatshirt. "Do you want to just wear this?"

I blushed. "I could I guess."

He smiled and handed it to me. "I'll let you change."

Harry got out of the bed of the truck and walked around to the front, leaning with his back to me against the hood. I took a deep breath and pulled my sweater over my head, instantly shivering in the brisk morning air. I quickly tugged on Harry's gray sweatshirt and pushed my arms through the too-big sleeves.

"Done!" I called out, laughing as I stood up and found it fell past my butt to my mid-thighs.

"Little big." He laughed, climbing back up. "It suits you more than me."

Rolling my eyes, I helped him clean everything up, then we drove back towards our town.

"Thank you for last night. I had an amazing time." I said, once we got on the highway.

"I did too." He flashed me my favorite smile. "Best first date ever."

I looked out the window and felt his hand wrap around mine, threading our fingers together. We didn't say anything, but we didn't have to. It felt like we belonged together. I tried to shove down the butterflies but they kept bursting upwards. A cheesy smile spree over my face as I remembered how I kissed him.

"What're you thinking about?" He teased, squeezing my hand.

"You." I answered simply.

"Me?"

I nodded. "You."

Harry lifted our hands and kissed the back of mine, smiling at me softly. "I'm thinking about you too." He dipped his head, I sign I now knew to be nerves. "You're not like anyone I've ever met, Leah."

I leaned over and kissed his cheek, letting my lips linger there for a second. Harry turned his face and quickly kissed my lips before looking back on the road, a laugh coming from him.

"Sorry, you're too tempting."

I shook my head, unable to keep the smile off my face as I looked out the window. Soon enough, we got to the outskirts of town, and Harry pulled into a driveway to a house that sat right along the water.

"Where are we?" I said, as he once again jumped over the bed of the pickup truck to open my door for me.

"My house." He smiled and took my hand. "I'm making you breakfast."

Harry's house was small, but well maintained. He said he didn't need much since it was just him living there. The kitchen was painted blue, with white cabinets. Through the windows you could see the Colombia River. It was the main feature that ran through Portland into our town of Sherwood.

"It's not much." He murmured, once I finished looking around. "But it's home."

"It's great." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "It's definitely you."

Harry smiled and began cooking breakfast for us, a simple eggs and bacon. I looked out the window that faced the water and my smile brightened when I saw the dock.

"You have a boat?"

He glanced at me and nodded. "It came with the house. The guy was moving to New York and just wanted to get rid of everything."

I nodded. "I used to go fishing with my dad when I was little."

The corner of Harry's mouth lifted. "Maybe we can go out on it sometime."

I returned the soft smile. "I'd really like that."

He finished making breakfast and we sat at the small, circular table to eat.

"It's really good. Thank you for all of this."

Harry shook his head. "It's the least I can do. Besides... I really do like you Leah. A lot."

"I really like you too Harry... a lot."

He grinned and leaned over to kiss me. "I'll clean up then take you home. I don't want to take up all your time."

"I don't mind." I murmured, and Harry gave me another smile before standing up and clearing the table. I tried to help, but he just gave me a look and told me to sit on the counter until he finished. Seeing that arguing would get me nowhere, I perched on the blue island and watched him wash the dishes. The toned muscles in his arms flexed each time he moved, fully visible to me now that he had taken off his flannel, leaving him in a white muscle-tee. I bit my lip and smiled to myself as his brow furrowed, looking like he was deep in thought. Finally, he dried his hands off and smiled at me.

"Done."

"Good." I went to hop down but all of a sudden Harry stood between my legs, making me freeze. He reached up to cup my cheek, his thumb stroking the smooth skin, while the other hand went to my waist, pulling me against him. He was tall enough that even with me sitting high up, he had a good three inches on me. I was the one too close the gap this time, kissing him deeply. Harry responded to my intensity, and my hands tangled in his curls, tugging at them gently which caused a moan to slip from his lips. As the sound came out we both froze, and our lips parted, both of us breathing hard, but not moving away. Hesitantly, with my insides twisting from the feelings kissing him gave me, I pressed our lips back together, tugging on his hair again. Harry groaned out and his arms locked around my waist, pressing my body tightly against his. As if on instinct, I wrapped my legs around his waist and suddenly I was in the air, Harry holding me up. He walked to the couch, falling on top of me as our lips locked more frantically and gasps for air became moans between us. As he pulled away and kissed down my neck his mouth connected with a spot that made me grab his head and arch my back, simultaneously rolling my hips against his. Harry nipped the sensitive skin with his teeth and I felt my body catch on fire. This was unchartered territory. Sure I'd made out with Eli before, but it was nothing compared to this. This kissing was sensual and passionate, not dull and awkward. Everything about us seemed to be in sync.

"Do you like that?" The rasp in Harry's voice was enough to draw another moan from me as I nodded my head. I grabbed his face to pull it back to mine, letting my lips part so he could slide his tongue into my mouth. It wasn't even a question for dominance, Harry gained it easily. I felt drunk, acting on instinct as our tongues tangled and his taste intoxicated my body. Our lower regions were glued together, grinding hard with just thin fabric between us. He was hard, and from what I could tell, big.

"We need to stop." Came his ragged voice all of a sudden, and he pulled away.

Everything came rushing back with reality and I froze, feeling a mortified blush fill my cheeks. "Oh my God I'm so sorry." I scrambled out from underneath him and fixed his sweatshirt on my body. "I'm so sorry you should just take me home."

"What are you talking about, love?" He grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. "Leah stop apologizing."

"I must've looked so desperate and unexperienced and-"

"Shhhh." He kissed my lips softly to shut me up. "Please stop talking."

"Okay." I whispered, my eyebrows knitting together nervously.

"You didn't seem desperate, or inexperienced." He said slowly, firmly. "Leah... you were sexy. I was just as turned on as you. I only stopped because I didn't want to come in my pants like a fourteen year old."

"You were turned on?"

"Well, yeah." He glanced down and I blushed at the obvious bulge in his skinny jeans.

"Oh."

"Please don't ever apologize for anything like that again." He murmured, his hands softly rubbing my sides.

"Okay." I smiled hesitantly up at him. "You are a really good kisser."

Harry's crooked smile was back. "So are you, love."

I blushed, remembering the way he made my body ignite. "I've never like... felt that way. Not that intense."

He expression became serious and he stroked my cheek. "I know it's kinda soon... but I really, really like you. I want you to be my girlfriend Leah. Will you?"

His green eyes were intense, and I felt shivers up my spine as I nodded. "Yes."

Harry smiled and leaned down, kissing me again. He started off slow, but the kiss quickly took off and his hands were pulling me closer, holding me tighter. After a few minutes, he pulled away, dipping his head down to the crook of my neck, kissing the spot that had made my insides melt. "You really are beautiful."

~*~

"Tell me everything!" Rachel yelled, when she walked into my house on Sunday night. "Did you two have sex?!"

"NO!" I shrieked, laughing. "Of course not!"

"Then- WHAT IS THAT?!" Her gaze went directly to the hickey that Harry had given me on my right collarbone.

"I know!" I groaned. "I've tried everything! It's faded a lot but I still don't know how I'm supposed to go to school tomorrow with this!"

She shook her head in awe. "You're all grown up. YOU HAVE A HICKEY."

I sighed. "I know Rachel."

She smiled widely. "So what happened?!"

"We drove up to Port Jeff. He drives a pickup truck and we sat in the back of it on a hill overlooking the town with blankets and pillows. He made dinner and dessert, then we stargazed and fell asleep. We slept in the bed of his truck all night and when we woke up he drove me back to his house and made me breakfast." I paused. "Then he gave me the hickey."

Rachel shook her head, smiling at me. "I'm so proud."

I smiled and hugged my knees to my chest. "He asked me to be his girlfriend."

"AND?!"

I blushed. "I said yes."

She smiled hugely, hugging me as tight as she could. "Leah I'm so happy for you!"

I laughed and shook my head. "We spent all of Saturday together. He's so amazing Rach... I mean he's got a beautiful soul and mind and he's so... hot. I never want to stop kissing him."

"Awww." Rachel smiled and squinted to examine the mark on my neck. "You do need to get that thing taken care of. Try a cold spoon and a toothbrush."

I sighed. "Noted. I didn't realize he was leaving a mark. It was in the moment and it just happened."

She smiled and raised her eyebrows. "So you still think he's a bad boy who's gonna break your heart?"

I laughed and shook my head. "He's the farthest thing from it."

~*~

Here.

I smiled at Harry's text and grabbed my backpack before walking out the door. His truck was parked at the end of my driveway, and he stood, looking like a male model, leaning against the side of it. Once I got close he smiled hugely and hugged me, twirling me around once as I laughed.

"I missed you." He murmured, kissing me gently.

"I missed you too." I laughed, getting in the truck once he opened the door for me. "Ready for school today?"

Harry started up his truck and took my hand. "Of course. We're still meeting in the library after you eat lunch right?"

I smiled and nodded. "Definitely."

The drive to school was short. Usually I took the bus, because I didn't want to waste gas, but Harry insisted on picking me up. We parked in the student lot, and he did his usual charade to get to my side of the truck, opening the door for me with a cheesy smile. As we walked up to the building I saw Eli standing in the door and sighed, slowing down dramatically.

"What is it?" Harry murmured.

"Reality." I sighed. "Just ignore him okay?"

"Who?"

We were nearing the doors and before I could say another word a booming voice cut me off.

"So this is why you're suddenly unavailable huh? You're fucking the freak?"

Harry stiffened and I squeezed his hand as we approached Eli.

"I get it. You're finally becoming a slut huh? You beginning the rounds now? Who's next? Ben? Then is it my turn? Hey! I'm talking to you!"

I gasped as Eli grabbed my arm and all of a sudden he was slammed against the wall by Harry, his tall stature towering over Eli. His lean muscles tense as he held my ex-boyfriend there, squirming and protesting.

"Apologize." Harry snarled in his face, his green eyes flashing angrily.

Eli tried to shove Harry backward but quickly found Harry to be extremely solid, and much stronger than he looked. He looked at me helplessly. "I'm sorry."

At his words, Harry dropped Eli and shoved his hand in his pocket, taking my waist and leading me into the school, leaving Eli choking and wheezing on the ground.

"Hey." I pulled Harry into an empty classroom. "What was that?"

"What do you mean? He was calling you a slut! He deserved it!"

"I'm not saying that." I tried to soothe him. "I'm saying how did you do that? Eli is so big..."

Harry shook his head, still breathing his hard. "I was a street fighter Leah, I know how to defend myself and how to hurt people. I wouldn't of done anything if he was picking on me but he called you a slut and started talking all that shit. I couldn't let him get away with it."

I shook my head and pushed my face into his chest, wrapping my arms around his middle. "I'm not mad."

Hesitantly, Harry hugged me back. "You're not?"

"No." I whispered. "Thank you for defending me. Eli's a jerk."

"He is." Harry said, finally relaxing and resting his cheek on the top of my head.

I pulled away a bit and blushed. "Besides... that was kinda..." I bit my lip as I squinted up at him. "That was kinda hot."

"Yeah?" Harry husked, leaning down so our faces were close together. I bit my lip and nodded before pushing our mouths together, groaning against his lips. We made out for a while, before the warning bell rang, signaling we had to get to class.

"Have a good day, beautiful." He said, smiling as I walked away from him.

"You too!"

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