Harry

I woke up around half-past nine, my head felt heavy and groggy from waking up earlier than usual. I stretched one arm out to find that there was somebody in them; I looked down to see a small head of fiery curls nestled into my chest. Then the memory of last night came flooding back to me. Visiting my favourite park, talking with Bethany, then sneaking into her bed. I was in Bethany's room, I had spent the night with her.

Bethany lifted her head as she stirred a little, dragging her eyelids open. She was adorable when she slept, but I'd never say it to her face. I threaded my fingers into her hair, drawing her head back to my chest. Her gentle breathing tickled my skin, making me smile.

"Good morning" I said, grinning.

"I didn't think you'd spend the entire night in here" she groaned, lifting her head back up again.

"Well what can I say? I always get a girl into bed with me, one way or another" She slapped my cheek playfully.

"I'm going to over-look that comment because I know it's your disgusting, boy hormones talking" I laughed a little.

"You're partially to blame" I said "You drive my disgusting, boy hormones crazy, then they just can't help themselves"

"Then how about you get your hormones into control while I get ready" she tried to sit up, but I pulled her back.

"Don't go" I said, wrapping my arms around her waist, spooning her "I haven't finished with you yet"

Beth

"Don't go" he wrapped his arms around my waist, spooning me into his toned body "I haven't finished with you yet"

His mouth met my neck, leaving light kisses here and there. I moaned gently as he found my sensitive spots, I felt him smile against my neck in success. His hand made it way to my shoulder; his fingers felt like a feather brushing my skin as he slipped the strap of my nightgown down to my upper-arm, leaving my collarbone exposed.

Instead of kissing me, his lips just brush along my collarbone, towards the tip of my shoulder. I shivered in his arms, which caused him to hold me tighter.

"Do you like that sweetheart?" he whispered into my ear, his voice all husky and seductive.

 "Yes" I gasped.

He shifted from his position until he is straddling my lap. I couldn't admit it, but this was really turning me on. Our bodies touching in that way made this urge come to light inside of me. This urge made me shiver with excitement, it made my heart beat unusually fast, and it made me moan under his touch. What was this boy doing to me?

He pushed my shoulders back so that I was lying down again, straddling me to the mattress. His hips dug into mine, I could feel his groin press into my stomach; the touch was rather obvious through the thin fabric of his underwear, which meant that 'miniature Harry' was popping out.

"Don't move" he said "Just relax"

He kissed my neck again, this time with more intensity. I gasped as 'miniture Harry' grew bigger and harder against my bellybutton. His hand slips under my nightgown, gliding over my stomach and towards my breast. I let him touch me there, and it felt good. He moaned into my ear, clearly enjoying this just as much as I did.

What. The. Hell!!!" someone screeched from the doorway. Meg.

Harry scrambled off me, acting as if he was bitten by a dog. Meg stood in the doorway, hands on hips, with an angry scowl on her face.

"Please explain to me why you're in here, groping my sister?!" she shrieked.

"I don't have to explain myself to you" Harry snarled at her "This is none of your business!"

"And please explain why you let him!!!" she pointed to me.

"Please Meg, it's not sick like you think it is"

"When I walk in here to find his feeling you up, and kissing you, nothing about it is right! How could you be stupid enough to let him near you?!"

"She's not stupid!" Harry defended "And neither am I! I like her, more than you think. She's smart, she's kind and she's a brilliant dancer. I want to be with her"

"Bethy" she said "Can I speak to you in private?"

"It's okay Harry" I said, letting him leave my bedroom. Meg sat on my bed beside me, taking my hand in hers.

"Bethy, do you really like him?" she asked me.

"I do, I know it's strange to believe, and we barely know each other, but I do like him"

"But does he like you?"

"He does, I know he does. He's told me things, secrets that I know he couldn't tell anyone at school. He has a different side to him, a good one"

"You know you're going to have to tell mum and dad" she said "They have a right to know"

"I will tell them, but when I'm certain that this is actually going somewhere, and nobody in school can find out either"

"Then your secret is safe with me" she slid her arms around me, giving me a gentle hug.

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I am now at the secret park with Harry, we are setting up for a private picnic, and it is currently raining. We dove for cover under the nearest hollow tree; sitting opposite each other on the picnic blanket, and sharing a bag of hot chips. It's not the most romantic setting for a third date, but it's such a sweet thought.

"Whose Idea was this again?" I said.

"Mine" he grinned.

"And what a silly idea it was, it's freezing out here!"

"Hey, you agreed to come along, I didn't force you"

"But you tempted me, you told me you had a surprise in store for me. And where is that surprise?"

"uh uh uh, you'll just have to finish your chips and wait for it" he gave me a smug smirk.

"You're eating you're share like an old man, at this rate we'll be frozen by the time we finish-" I was cut off with his lips over mine. I felt his finger lifting my chin as his cool, chapped lips soft and moist  moved against my lips. I felt as if fireworks were going off inside my head; the colours, the excitement, the spark.

"You need to hurry up eating as well" he murmured "I can still taste the vinegar"

"Shut up" I giggled.

He pulled away and drew a Tupperware box from his duffle bag. When he opened the box I couldn't believe my eyes. It was cheesecake, but not just any kind of cheesecake. The centre was filled with a mixture of caramel cheesecake and reeces pieces! how did he know those were my favourites?

"A reeces pieces cheesecake? Okay, now I know the local bakery doesn't sell these"

"I made it this morning, Meg told me they were your favourite foods. Do you like it?" I gave him a peck on the cheek.

"I love it" I smiled "Thank you"

"Do I deserve another kiss then?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"How about a piece of cheesecake?"

"That'll do, for now" he said "But I'll still have that kiss afterwards"

He cut us both some slices and we dug in to the cheesecake. It tasted heavenly! The mixture of caramel and peanut butter filled my mouth, making me smile with every bite. I had no idea Harry could bake, it was yet another secret of Harry's good side.

When the cheesecake was devoured Harry shifted closer to me, cupping my face In his hands.

"I'll have that kiss now" he said.

"If you want your kiss, you'll have to earn it" I said.

"How about I just steal it?"

"Then that would be counted as theft, and then I would have to-"

"Oh, just shut up and kiss me!" he hissed.

His lips crash against mine, kissing me sweetly. I slide my hands around his neck, kissing him back as gently as possible. We both smiled into the kiss; I felt dizzy at his touch, willing to just fall into his arms contently. I really like him, and he really likes me. I had no idea that Harry and I would turn into something like this, something beautiful.

 Chapter twelve at last!! So I wanted to write something sweet and slightly romantic to finish the chapter off, but there will be some drama soon DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so is it any good? I hope it is, because I think it is but I'm not sure. Enough babbling, I gotta go. That's it for now! Julz xox