Addicted

Chapter 7

It's been a week since I've seen Harry. I was supposed to see him Tuesday, the day after our date, but something happened with work and I couldn't make it.

I thought about him constantly. I knew he thought about me as well because he always called me, always texted me.

I was curious on why he didn't come over or something Wednesday-Sunday.

But then, what should I expect?

I shouldn't be expecting too much from Harry. We weren't even dating. I just missed him terribly.

As much as I didn't want to overthink so much about him, it just made me think about him even more.

I had been home alone. Talia was out working and I just got back from work.

Working at Dr. Costa's office was probably the best job I've ever had. Everybody was very helpful, including Dr. Costa.

My very first paycheck was coming in this upcoming Monday. I was very happy. It finally felt like I was independent, on my own.

My phone began ringing on the kitchen table. I quickly got up from the couch and ran to the table, eager to see who it was. I looked at the Caller ID and instantly smiled.

"Briella." Harry said.

"Hello Harry." I said smiling.

"Are you home?" he asked.

"Yes." I tried to say as normal and casual as possible.

"I'm going over." He said.

Yessssssssss! , I thought to myself.

"Okay." Was all I said before hanging up.

I threw my phone on the couch and ran to the bathroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Was there anything wrong that I could possibly fix?

I quickly took my toothbrush out and began brushing my teeth.

After that, I began brushing my nappy brown hair. He would be here any minute! He always got here so fast.

I ran my fingers through the roots of my hair as I loudly sighed.

Next thing I know, I hear a loud pounding knock on my door.

"Shit." I whispered to myself. I turned off the bathroom light and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole to see him.

I opened the door.

"Hey." I said, shyly. Harry has been leaning against my door frame, his large hands in his front pockets. He looked so gorgeous, ugh.

"Briella." He said, smirking.

"Come in." I said, moving to the side, allowing him in.

He walked in. Instead of letting me shut the door behind him, he shut it behind him.

He turned around to look at me.

"Haven't seen you in a while." he said.

Well probably because you never even told me to meet you or something

"It's only been a week, Harry." I laughed.

"Well it feels longer."

I lightly shrugged and lead him to my bedroom. I didn't want to be in my living room with Harry, knowing that Talia could barge in any time. Not that anything was going to happen, but still.

I walked in before Harry. He walked behind me, shutting the door behind him. I could hear Harry lock the door behind him. I didn't say anything and just sat down on my bed.

Harry sat himself down next to me.

"How are you?" Harry asked.

I raised my eyebrow. Since when did he ask these kind of questions?

"Never been better." I smiled.

"What about you?"

He chuckled.

"Doesn't matter."

"Uh, yeah it does."

"And why does it, Briella?" He asked, intimately.

Their was the feeling. The feeling of being intimidated by Harry. I hated this feeling, yet I loved it.

"Because everything matters." I whispered.

He stayed silent and just sat there looking at me.

I couldn't just sit there. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to feel him.

I just did it. Without even thinking, I firmly pressed my lips onto Harry's.

He seemed to like what I did because He grabbed my waist and lifted me up onto his lap so my legs were on either side of his waist.

I cupped his chin with my hands as we continued kissing. He ran his hands up and down my back as I lightly pulled his hair with my fingers.

My body pressed against his. A low groan escaped from his lips. I could feel his hard bulge through his jeans.

Holy shit.

Feeling Harry's bulge against his pants made me want to continue what I was doing even more.

I pushed his body back so he was laying down and that I was laying on top of him.

"You finally got what you want." I said, whilst kissing him.

"What" he said between breaths.

I pulled away and looked at him.

"Last time you either wanted me laying next to you or on top of you." I said. I pressed my lips against his again.

"Well I prefer the second option." I whispered between breaths.

"Damn it." he growled as I bit his lip.

This wasn't like what happened in the forest, I wasn't drunk. I knew exactly what I was doing and what I wanted to do.

Harry seemed to know the same.

He rolled us over so now he was on top of me. His tall body was shadowing over mine as he took off my shirt.

He began kissing me everywhere. My lips, my neck, up and down my stomach, everywhere.

I lifted his shirt up to see his muscled toned body that was covered with some tattoos.

I ran my hands up and down his stomach, tracing my fingers around his tattoos.

I wanted so much more. I was craving so much more.

A:N chapter seven is here! I hope you guys enjoy. chapter eight will practically talk about what happened in this chapter.

Enjoy (:

Xo, Alexa