As Bella slept, Harry watched her. He knew that it was a bit creepy, but he couldn't help himself. She looked so peaceful. The stress lines that crossed her pretty face during her waking hours faded as she rested. Her soft and steady breathing was soothing, and the occasional mumble was amusing. Feeling her wiggle against him, he tightened his hold on her. She had done that periodically throughout the night. She would inch away when she got too warm, then wiggle back when too cold. The contented sigh that escaped her lips made him smile. Harry pressed a kiss to the top of her head and inhaled the scent of her strawberry shampoo. Harry rarely slept. Instead, he preferred to dematerialize and spend time without a physical form. The only time he found himself wanting sleep was when he was sharing a bed with a woman. There was nothing like falling asleep in the arms of a pretty girl.
He really didn't know what to do about Bella. Should he try to make her forget about the vampire that left her so she could move on with her life? Should he find Edward and slap some sense into him? He knew why he had left her. Harry certainly didn't agree with his decision. It did nothing but cause everyone a lot of misery. He had a feeling that Edward would make his way back to her eventually. Harry decided to wait and see what would happen. If need be he could always step in. In the meantime, he would try to make Bella as happy as possible.
Immortals
"Ohhh. Sorry, Harry. Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars!" Bella stated triumphantly as Harry picked the "Go Directly to Jail" card from the stack.
"God damn it! This game hates me," Harry said as he placed his thimble on the jail square.
"It's not the game's fault you keep ending up in jail. Maybe you're a career criminal who needs to be locked up," Bella smiled.
"The sheriff's daughter would say something like that. I still say we should have played Strip Parcheesi."
Bella just laughed at his bad luck. With it being Friday, she was glad that she wouldn't have to go to school the following couple of days. She had lasagna baking in the oven with her dad due home in a couple of hours. Harry had asked her if she wanted to go anywhere special, but she decided that she wanted a lazy day at home. Of course, she asked him to stay and keep her company. Harry always seemed to brighten her day, and she wasn't willing to give that up any time soon.
Bella ended up beating him badly, and Harry made himself scarce once her father pulled up to the house. The next morning Bella woke up after a good night's rest and lifted her head from Harry's chest. Her cheeks reddened as she saw him smiling at her. "Good morning. Had a good sleep?"
"Mmmhmm," she nodded, then laid her head back down. One of his hands was playing with her hair while the other rubbed her back.
"Your father left about an hour ago."
Clearing her mind of the morning fuzz she replied, "Yeah. He told me last night that he was going fishing with his friend. He'll be gone most of the day."
"Did you want to stay home today? I thought you might like to take a little trip with me."
"Where to?" she tiredly asked.
"I was thinking about heading to England. I was born there after all," Harry said happily. That seemed to wake Bella up. Her head popped up sporting a little smile.
"Really? I've always wanted to go there!"
Harry smiled and said, "Go shower and get ready. I'll cook you breakfast. It's a bit chilly there today so dress warm."
Bella enjoyed the visit greatly. Harry showed her around London and took her to all the tourist spots. He let her see all the different castles around the countryside along with Stonehenge. Harry snorted when she wouldn't let him bring her home before allowing her to try some "proper English tea". All in all, they had a fun time.
February 2006
Bella was sitting in her room on a Saturday night reading Wuthering Heights for like the hundredth time. She was bored and lonely, missing her former vampire boyfriend and her newest friend, Harry. She didn't know where in the world Edward was, and Harry was called to a meeting which he said happened every so often. Sighing, she put down her book and flopped down onto her bed. Bella truly detested being alone. When she didn't have something or someone to keep her mind occupied, it tended to wander to an unhealthy place. For the two months that she had known Harry, he did a wonderful job of keeping her mind out of those dark places. He had only been gone since the previous night, and already she missed him terribly. Bella knew that it wasn't healthy to solely depend on someone for happiness, but she couldn't help it. He kept the bad things away from her. The bad thoughts, the horrible nightmares, they all seemed to go away when he was near. Harry could always brighten her day with just one goofy smile that she loved so much.
"Honey, I'm home!"
Bella smiled widely at the silky, sweet voice in her room. "Harry!" she yelled out and jumped off her bed and wrapped him in a hug.
"Miss me?" Harry smiled.
"Not really, but I'm glad you're here anyway," she answered, smiling back at him.
Harry chuckled and handed her a pizza box. "It's from that place in New York that you like so much. Eat up."
Bella sat down on her bed and started munching on a slice. "How was your meeting?"
"Boring mostly. The after-party was pretty good though. Great food, strong drinks, and plenty of strippers."
Bella choked on her pizza. "Strippers?" she coughed.
"It was a joke, numb-skull," Harry laughed. "Eat your food. You're looking a bit thin."
"I've always been thin," she replied, trying to catch the ice-cold can of coke that Harry tossed her, only for it to fall on the floor causing Harry to laugh at her even more. She blushed red in embarrassment. It wasn't her fault that she was uncoordinated!
"How did you sleep last night?" Harry asked. He already knew the answer, but it was always polite to ask.
Bella winced a bit. "I slept okay," she lied.
"You did? That's great! Maybe you should try sleeping alone tonight as well. You know, maybe you'll get into a rhythm and you won't need me to stay here as often," Harry said with a bit of a smirk.
"What? No! I … it's fine. I mean … it doesn't bother me having you here," Bella panicked.
Harry smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry, Bells. I'll be here for as long as you need me," he promised. Bella sighed a breath of relief as she nodded. Placing her book on the nightstand, she got up and grabbed some clothes. Harry waited while she showered, and she eventually came back to her room wearing a long shirt and short shorts. Her hair was still very damp.
"Can you … ," she was about to ask when her hair suddenly dried. She smiled and thanked him while she crawled into bed. She held the blanket up so that he could climb in with her. Feeling his body press against hers, she fought the sensation of her cheeks heating up.
"It's still a bit early. Are you sure that you want to sleep already?" Harry asked, his warm breath hitting the back of her neck and making her shudder. Bella nodded.
"Yeah, I'm pretty tired," she replied. She felt Harry's face press into the back of her head.
"You smell good," he said, breathing in the scent of her freshly washed hair. Bella turned over so that they were face to face.
"Thanks," she told him, looking at his handsome face. Suddenly, she was overcome by affection. She knew that she didn't love him, at least not like she loved Edward, but he had still somehow wormed his way into her heart. Temporarily losing her mind, she leaned in and kissed him. Quickly, she regained her common sense and was about to apologize when Harry kissed her back. His lips were so soft and warm that she couldn't help but close her eyes and lean further in.
Harry wasn't surprised over the kiss. It was only natural that Bella would look to him for affection eventually. Physical affection was something that Harry was happy to provide. His hand traveled up the back of her shirt and began playing with the soft skin of her bare back. As she gasped, he took things a bit further by adding his tongue into the mix. It was only a few seconds before hers was added as well.
Bella's heart was pounding as she made out with her powerful friend. When she lived in Phoenix, none of the boys paid her much attention, so she wasn't exactly experienced when it came to anything sexual. Once she finally did get a boyfriend, he was afraid to take things too far. The risk of physically harming her was too great to risk it. Because of that, she was rarely allowed to go beyond mild kissing. Now, her and Harry's tongues were slipping and sliding over one another's as their lips danced together. His fingernails being dragged down the middle of her back had her arching and moaning into his mouth. Suddenly, Harry broke the kiss before moving his lips to her neck. Bella shuddered as she moved her head to give him plenty of room.
A loud gasp left her swollen lips as Harry began to suck on her neck while his hand slid around to the front of her body. His fingers gently brushed over her hard nipples as he cupped one of her bare breasts. Not bothering with a bra when she got ready for bed, he had complete access to her body as long as his hand remained underneath her shirt. At that moment, she wasn't planning on removing it. The sensation of his fingers grazing her hard nipples was incredible. She had played with her nipples before, but it had never felt anywhere close to what she was feeling now. When his fingers trapped the tip of her nipple between them, and he began to roll it, Bella clamped her legs shut. She rubbed her thighs together to try and relieve some of the pressure that was building up. Things were quickly getting out of hand. She needed to reel things in a bit.
Breaking away from Harry, she looked at him and blushed deeply. "Umm … Harry," she stuttered as his hand sensually played with her perky breasts.
"Yes, Bella?" he asked, nipping at the tender skin of her neck.
"Well … I … ," Bella couldn't force the words from her mouth. What he was doing to her body felt too good and was a great distraction.
"Things are moving too fast, and you want to make sure that it doesn't get out of control," he guessed, pinching her nipple.
Bella shuddered while nodding her head.
"How about we stay above the waist until you say otherwise?" Harry asked, kissing up her neck and on her cheek before kissing her plump, pink lips.
"Okay," Bella whispered, melting into his kiss once again. She squeaked into his mouth when he sat up and pulled her onto his lap. Straddling his waist, she raised her arms without thinking when he grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it off of her. Realizing what just happened, her first instinct was to cover her chest. That didn't happen, because Harry spun her around and laid her back on the bed. Her naked chest rose and fell rapidly as she watched him look at her bare breasts. She didn't think that her face had ever been so red before. This was the first time showing so much skin to a boy before. Sure, they often went to what she liked to think as "their beach" where she scampered about in very tiny bikinis that Harry liked to put her in. Sometimes she even wore very thin spaghetti strap shirts with no bra and tiny shorts to bed where she would snuggle and press her body against his. That was all different though. There was never any actual nudity going on. Now her upper half was completely exposed to him. The real problem was that she was nervous. Harry was too beautiful. He was physical perfection given form. Who was she? She was just Bella, the clumsy girl that was kind of pretty. All of that left her mind when he leaned down and kissed her nipple.
"You're beautiful, Bella," he told her softly. She turned her face in complete embarrassment. She didn't want him to see her blush. Unfortunately, he placed his fingers on her chin and turned her head toward him where he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Her embarrassment forgotten, she quickly stuck her tongue in his mouth and tried her best to devour his mouth. After a few moments, he broke the kiss again and kissed down her neck and onto her chest. When his lips surrounded the hard, little bead, Bella gasped and pulled his head closer to her.
She had never felt anything like this. Her body bucked and twitched everytime that his tongue wiggled against her sensitive, pink nipple. Soon after, he switched to the other one. His hand slid up her smooth belly and cupped the unoccupied breast. She could feel his thumb rubbing circles around her areola and occasionally even brushing over the tip as he massaged it.
Bella's panties were absolutely ruined, she thought. They were so wet that she was sure that they were molded to her tingling pussy. As he lightly bit down on her nipple and gently pulled it away from her body, Bella arched her back and cried out. She couldn't help herself anymore. She stuffed her hand down the front of her shorts and furiously rubbed her clit. It only took a few seconds before she was squealing as a powerful orgasm rolled over her teenage body. Her body was bucking and spasming out of control as Harry's tongue began vibrating against her nipple. She tried to stuff as much of her breast as she could into his mouth as she came all over her fingers. When finally she began to calm down, she tentatively pulled her hand from the inside of her shorts. Feeling completely mortified from her actions, she tried to hide how wet her fingers were. What she didn't expect was for Harry to take her hand in his and lick the arousal from her fingers. Her breath shuddered as she watched him.
"You taste as good as you smell, Bells," he told her sexily, leaning in and kissing her. As he sucked on her tongue, she tasted herself for the first time. In fact, that night there were a lot of firsts before she became too tired and went to sleep topless and draped over his naked chest.