Next chapter, Harry's viewpoint. Thanks for the reviews on the previous chapters, please keep reading and reviewing!
He drew away; his hands were still cupped around her delicate face. His blood was rushing round his body, and he could feel himself breathing heavily. Her bambi eyes were bearing into his; they were filled with such wonder, but also excitement. He supposed that's how he felt himself, although he didn't know, his mind seemed to have turned blank. A small laugh escaped from his chest, he could feel himself smiling away, and he hadn't felt this happy in a while.
He stood up, what to do now? They were still looking at each other. Her expression had changed, she looked so happy; her beautiful smile was appearing on the face, her cheeks slightly blushed. Harry laughed again, she looked down, and that was probably his cue to do something. He decided to leave her for a minute, go see what Leo wanted.
"I'll be back ok?" He said to her, his voice sounded croaky. Pull yourself together, he thought. Still smiling to herself she nodded at him. He walked out the room, and ran his hand through his hair. He almost felt that that was one of the best moments of his life, the other being his last kiss with Nikki. He was still walking down the corridor, when he crashed into Leo; Harry was totally unaware of what was going on around him.
"Are you ok?" Leo asked, he looked slightly worried. Harry looked at him, and gave him a true smile. He sort of wanted to tell Leo everything, to shout it from the rooftops. But what was happening between them really? He'll have to talk to Nikki.
"Yeah, fine, I'm fine." He stumbled over his words, must be the adrenaline, he thought to himself, "What did you want earlier?"
"Just to give you some work, which coincidentally is what you are here for." Leo said with a smirk. Did he know? Anyway, Leo handed the papers to Harry. He looked down at them, the usual cases really. Leo walked away, leaving him on his own. This gave Harry a few minutes to sort out what had just happened. He had kissed Nikki. And it was brilliant. Were they supposed to date now? He should probably take her to some fancy restaurant, but that too normal. He looked out the window, it was sunny. Unusually so for England. He made a mental note to check the forecast with Nikki, she usually knew.
He walked back to their desks. She was still sitting it the same place, but she was now busily working on some papers in front of her. He felt like going up to her again, and kissing her again. Harry leant of the door frame looking at her. He knew she saw him, but to him, it looked like she was determined not to look up.
"What' the weather like today, this evening?" He asked. She looked up this time. Her smile was soft, her cheeks were still slightly rosy from earlier.
"Clear skies all day, sunny, warm. Why?" She looked back at her work, continuing with whatever she was doing.
"Are you busy tonight?" Be brave Harry, he thought, this could be your chance. He knew what he was going to do, every Friday evening in the band stand at the local park they have a jazz band playing. He was going to take her there, with a picnic, and talk with her until the stars shone down on them. Of course, this would be a surprise to Nikki. She nodded in reply to him. "Good, I'll pick you up at seven thirty. We'll be outside, so dress appropriately."
"What are we doing?"
"You'll see," he said with a smile, she smiled back. "Anyway, suspected suicide or suspected heart attack?" He changed the topic, he knew Nikki wouldn't question anymore.
"Don't mind."
"You can have the suicide then," he said throwing down the paper work, "and that is still my desk." She at him and smiled at him. She was simply radiant.
Next chapter will again be the same story, but as Nikki's viewpoint. Thanks for reading!
