Chapter 18
When everyone returned home I was still sat on the couch. Lost in thought. Harry had disappeared to his room while I was left to dwell on what happened. That was the most amazing feeling ever. That kiss was the highlight of my life as pathetic as it is. A electric tingle ran through my body just thinking about it. My fingers subconsciously skimmed across my lips again. Harry returned to the living room at the sound of them entering the cabin. He didn't even look at me as he passed. Great. I got up from the couch and followed behind him to his family. They were all shrugging off their coats and shaking snow out of their hair.
"Woo, it's really coming down out there," Anne says shivering. I noticed the bags on the floor piled with lights and other festivities.
"So what are we doing first?" Gemma asks.
"Well, lets start by putting up these lights," Anne says after thinking for a second.
"I'll put them up in the living room," I volunteer. Anne smiles warmly at me and hands me blue Christmas lights to put up. I dug through the bag and found some hooks made specifically for this reason and headed to the living room. I looked up realizing I couldn't reach the places I had to hang them up.
"Here," I heard a voice say behind me. I turned to find Harry holding out a stool. I took it meeting his eyes for a few seconds and we seemed frozen. I quickly left his gaze and he did the same. He disappeared through the doorway to wherever and I ran my fingers across my lips again. They tingled again and I wanted to run after Harry and kiss him again, but I don't know what's on his mind. Did he mean what he said? I tried to get it out of my head while I put the lights up, but it was all I could think about. The way he held my face and the way his lips moved against mine. The way his lips tasted like strawberries and it was heavenly. The way it felt with his hand wrapped in my hair and the way our bodies were so close. I stopped working for the moment trying to gather my thoughts. I put my head in my hands and just tried to breathe deeply. I don't know if I could handle it if Harry didn't mean what he said. I couldn't stand the thought of him being so close but so far.When everyone returned home I was still sat on the couch. Lost in thought. Harry had disappeared to his room while I was left to dwell on what happened. That was the most amazing feeling ever. That kiss was the highlight of my life as pathetic as it is. A electric tingle ran through my body just thinking about it. My fingers subconsciously skimmed across my lips again. Harry returned to the living room at the sound of them entering the cabin. He didn't even look at me as he passed. Great. I got up from the couch and followed behind him to his family. They were all shrugging off their coats and shaking snow out of their hair.
"Woo, it's really coming down out there," Anne says shivering. I noticed the bags on the floor piled with lights and other festivities.
"So what are we doing first?" Gemma asks.
"Well, lets start by putting up these lights," Anne says after thinking for a second.
"I'll put them up in the living room," I volunteer. Anne smiles warmly at me and hands me blue Christmas lights to put up. I dug through the bag and found some hooks made specifically for this reason and headed to the living room. I looked up realizing I couldn't reach the places I had to hang them up.
"Here," I heard a voice say behind me. I turned to find Harry holding out a stool. I took it meeting his eyes for a few seconds and we seemed frozen. I quickly left his gaze and he did the same. He disappeared through the doorway to wherever and I ran my fingers across my lips again. They tingled again and I wanted to run after Harry and kiss him again, but I don't know what's on his mind. Did he mean what he said? I tried to get it out of my head while I put the lights up, but it was all I could think about. The way he held my face and the way his lips moved against mine. The way his lips tasted like strawberries and it was heavenly. The way it felt with his hand wrapped in my hair and the way our bodies were so close. I stopped working for the moment trying to gather my thoughts. I put my head in my hands and just tried to breathe deeply. I don't know if I could handle it if Harry didn't mean what he said. I couldn't stand the thought of him being so close but so far.
