T H E : A R C H E T Y P E S

♡ | T H E : A R C H E T Y P E S | ♡ CHAPTER 17

'I saw you on the street today,  

Looking mighty fine.  

I said, "I really dig this girl,  

I'm gonna make her mine."  

I see that you're the girl I want,  

And I know you want me.  

So baby let's just get it on,  

So naturally..'

For the first time ever, I felt absolutely lovely.

I had gone of numerous dates with Harry and I was becoming more and more infatuated with him.

Tonight, Harry and I were flying to New York. I wanted to visit Lana and Harry had an interview on David Letterman.

Sadly it wasn't a weekend in New York. We both had engagements.

I deleted Justin's number from my mobile and fortunately he stopped harassing me. I also cut contacts with Cook just to be on the safe side.

I want Harry -- and only Harry. Electra might be 21st century whore but, she's not part of me.

Soon, we would be seeing less and less of eachother and that scared me. I didn't want us to drift apart, I wanted to be as close as possible to him.

I had a feeling, I was becoming the possesive parter.  

Was I going to suffocate him?

Regardless, I had only eyes for Harry and only him.

Sometimes, I'd find myself remembering all the boys I was with and how stupid I was for having such low-standards.

I blame Electra.  

That bitch is heartless.

Heathrow Airport is like a second-home to me.

Harry and I were sat in an intimate bistro/bar.  

I didn't want go risk consuming anything so we both ordered drinks.

Harry laughed at me when I ordered the 'sex on the beach'.

We sat in a comfortable silence and sipped our drinks.

"Marina, I wish I could take you on romantic vacations, not these ridiculous business trips."  

Harry muttered subdued.

I put my drink down and reached over to clasp Harry's hand.  

What a kind-hearted guy.

"I don't need all the add-ons. I just want you." I proclaimed.

Harry smiled but, it didn't quite reach his eyes.

I squeezed his hand tighter.

"I want to take care of you."Harry admitted.

I smiled shyly and kissed the back of his hand.

"You really must love me then?" I flirted.  

"I am in awe of you."  

"How much do you love me?" I continued to flirt.  

"That's irrefutable. My love for you is timeless, it knows no limits."

My heart fluttered.  

What a romantic!

I couldn't resist any longer; I pulled him close and kissed him sweetly.

"Was that a reward?"He teased.  

I pushed him away.

Harry stood up and loomed over the side of me.  

"C'mon, let's go, baby." Harry reached out for my hand but, I pretended to reject it.

I could sense his growing smirk.

"Baby." He said in a sing-song voice.

I looked to the side, concealing my ridiculous smile.

Harry scooted in beside me in the booth and turned to look at my hidden face.

He pushed my hair back and began to kiss my throat.

Something fiery boiled inside me after his touch.

He pulled my head back to towards him and found my growing smile.

He kissed my lips softy and ran his fingers through my disheveled hair.

We we're full on making out by now, until I felt eyes on us.  

When I pulled away people from the bistro stared at us; mostly disapproving looks, but to me I was indifferent.

Harry and I procedded to the boarding gates and installed ourselves in our firstclass seats.

I had woken up from a dazy sleep and I found myself postioned in Harry's lap.

I peered up, and he was smiling down at me.  

I poked his indented dimples and he made the cutest face.

Playful Harry!

I lifted my head of of his lap and repostioned it onto his shoulder.

He took a piece of my hair and rubbed it gently between his fingers.

I tapped onto the screen infront of our seats and scrolled through the playlist.

I found one of my favourite songs and I jerked in my seat, reached for my 

earphones and handed one to Harry.

He shot me a puzzled look.  

"You want to watch a movie?" He questioned.  

I shook my head.

Harry shrugged and plugged in the earbud.  

I have him a convincing look and pressed play:

'we all try 

the girls try  

the boys try  

women try  

men try  

you and i  

try try we all try.'

 

I looked over at Harry several times, wondering if he honestly liked it.  

He nodded his head to the rhythm, he had a serious expression on his face, like he was really breaking down the lyrics and their significance.

I smiled foolishly and rested my head back in his shoulder as we let the melodic music fill our ears.

END OF CHAPTER 17