Alex

"Okay now slowly release your foot off the brake." I nodded slowly taking my foot off the pedal to let the car begin moving. "Good now gently-like with your big toe put a little pressure on the gas."

Today Harry had a day off from work and we hung out at my house making cookies for his sister who I was going to meet that night over dinner. According to Harry, she was very dramatic and everything was a problem in her life. Our conversation, as I took the cookies out of the oven, skewed off into a conversation on driving.

"My dad taught me to drive when I was twelve because, you know, when they think you're dying they want to really shove in those moments with you." Harry's sense of humor could be really odd, but so was mine.

"My parents don't want me to die so they don't want me to drive." He chuckled and then turned his head to me.

"Babes I can teach you to drive! I'm good no?" I nodded quickly, but then I could hear the creaking of my dad's chair and his feet stomping into the kitchen.

"No one's teaching her to drive." He said sternly. I rolled my eyes as my dad gave a basic dad stance with his hands on his hips.

"Oh sir, I would never do anything with Alex without your permission and even if you did let me, we'd never leave a parking lot." Harry gave me a look and then turned back to my dad. "It's just when I was sick my dad taught me and I became pretty good- thought I'd try to teach this sweet angel a lesson or two."

I had told my parents about Harry's illness when he was a baby and a young teen. Just saying the word cancer made my mom cry. So the look on Harry's face made my dad sigh and scratch the back of his head. "I mean as long as it's just the parking lot that's fine."

"Really sir, I promise, you have my word. How about it, Alex?" I nodded excitedly until I actually got in the car and Harry began teaching me.

I released the brake and the car moved but I got nervous and stomped on the brake again. "Sorry, I'm just nervous." He smirked and tried not to laugh.

"It's okay babes, just uh- Okay let's try and not stomp on the brakes, okay my love?" I nodded letting go once again and slowly riding the brake until I was about twenty feet from a fence. "Okay, what you want to do is begin turning slowly once you get to the pole." He pointed to one of the schools light posts. I did as he said but once again I got nervous.

"I'm sorry." I pouted. "I just don't want to ruin your car if I hit something." He laughed this time looking around.

"Alex, there's nothing for you to hit." I looked around and playfully hit his shoulder as he laughed. "I'm sorry but it's not hard, just relax." I took a deep breath and made the turn perfectly doing it again and even pressing the gas a little. After a while, he looked at the time and told me we had to head to his place. I put the brake and leaned over for him to kiss me.

This lead to a very heated make-out session.

Harry's sister Gemma was very pretty. She had long brown hair down her back and was very stylish. But the moment I got there she was a bit whiny about her new classes. "Ugh I have to take all these courses and college was supposed to be for fashion, not math."

"Gemma have you called your father at all about the fact that you changed majors....again." She let out a groan and ignored her mom as I walked in holding hands with Harry. She gasped and looked me up and down.

"Oh my god, she is pretty!" She stood up and walked over giving me a hug. I felt very shy suddenly but hugged her back. She pulled away and spoke to me so fast before looking over at Harry and smiling big at the cookies we made her. We spoke for a bit before she had to leave to make a call. Harry and I went to his room where he sat down and pouted his lips for a kiss.

"Harry your family is in the next room." I shook my head.

"But I wanted a kiss." He whines falling back on the bed. "As my girl, your only job is to love me." I came over and bent down to kiss him when I heard a knock on the door and quickly pulled away blushing hard. Gemma stood there and made a face.

"Oh gross- Harry mum called you." He nodded and got up leaving me there alone with his sister who looked around at his room. "Huh, he did well at decorating this room. You know Harry always loved having his room decorated but we never lived in one place long enough." I nodded. "So how did you two meet?"

I smiled gently. "In school." She nodded staring at me. "I like your makeup." She gasped.

"Thank you, I could do yours, I was in cosmetology school but then I switched to just makeup, but now I'm in fashion school." I nodded. "So can I?" I nodded wanting to bond with her.

She dragged me towards the guest room where she had all of her stuff including more makeup than a normal person should ever have.

"Wow, this is my best work ever. You're very pretty by the way." She sighed. "Ugh I'm actual trash compared to you- well a Gucci trash can but still." She whined dusting off some powder from under my eyes.

Harry walked in and looked over at me. "What are you doing? I was gone for twenty minutes- you ruined her pretty face."

"Oh fuck off Harry, she looks pretty." She handed me a mirror and I smiled at how she managed to make me look glowy and pretty in under twenty minutes.

"Well yeah she always looks pretty, but that's not my Alex with those eyelashes." I rolled my eyes as Gemma gave him a look.

"Whatever, I'm gonna go get my moms curling iron so I can do your hair too." She walked out and Harry crossed his arms looking at me.

"Don't you think I look beautiful?" He nodded getting closer. I looked up at him and he groaned.

"Fuck maybe I do like the eyelashes." I stood and shook my head.

"Don't be gross." He just giggled.

A couple of days later I decided to visit Harry at work and met him outside after his shift with coffee. He looked so cute in his white work shirt and tie, with his cute hat that pushed his hair down. He thanked me for the coffee as he walked with me to his car. "I missed you." He whispered as we sat in his car.

"I missed you more." He leaned over to me, turning his head to press his lips to mine gently. "Harry, is anyone at your house right now?" He shook his head.

"You want to come over?" I nodded. "Okay, we can watch a movie." For the past few days, I've kept having these dreams of him, touching me, and us having sex. Losing my virginity is something that I was afraid to lose, but with Harry, it was different.

"Yeah we could or we could do something else?" He seemed confused but then smirked. "Baby I don't mean that."

"Oh, well what do you have in mind?" I looked down at his big hands on my thigh.

"I want to have sex." Harry gulped and let go of my thigh before letting out a small giggle. "Did you just giggle?"

He blushed. "Yeah, I-I wasn't expecting that." He said all shy. "I uh want to, really bad, but I need to buy condoms an-and uh- we-" He began to stutter again, clearly nervous. I pulled him close and kissed across his jaw, relaxing him immediately. "I'm spiraling with nerves."

"I know, I'm nervous too but I trust you." He looked up ripping off the hat on his head and fixing his hair. "It doesn't have to be tonight we can plan it and make it really cute and romantic."

"I want whatever you want babes, as long as I'm with you and I get to see you naked." I rolled my eyes. "I mean, I love you and I want it to be perfect so leave it to me to plan."

I just nodded, agreeing.

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k