"Name something that you've done with a boy." Harry demanded with an evident smirk on his face, sending chills down my spine.
For the pastors son, he's nothing like I expected.
"N-nothing. It's a sin." I argued, frowning my eyebrows and fiddling wi...
Remember, Harry and Danielle are both single! And this is the last third person POV...
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Chapter Sixty Eight _________________
Third person
The pair stumbled through the crowd hand in hand with one thing on their minds. Sarah couldn't help but feel overly excited but simultaneously nervous about the idea. In the past, Harry probably wouldn't have mind the situation but this time was clearly different. Her mind continued to repeat, 'this is so fucking wrong,' yet, it felt so damn right.
It's safe to say that Danielle was on the same page, wanting to feel a woman's lips against her body but the thought of Harry being angry with her sent chills down her spine. What would he do? she asked herself in her head. Will he spank me? Mm... I probably wouldn't mind a little bruise against my ass. Danielle's thoughts were going berserk.
But those thoughts were immediately shut down when the front door opened, revealing someone she assumed would be returning home or still at the gym. People were quick to greet the curly haired man as soon as he stepped foot through the door, his confidence level high and shown through his walk. Zayn soon came in right behind, everyone now hovering over the two as if they were a pair of kings.
Danielle felt her stomach drop to her stomach as her eyes followed Harry across the floor, hoping Harry would just look at her one fucking time but those irises refused to look her way. And it angered her. She quickly released her entangled hand from Sarah, Sarah feeling sudden emptiness inside of her but she understood. If her woman or man walked in to a party they knew they shouldn't be in, she'd be mad, too.
The both of them stood in place, completely frozen. Everything that they thought about doing had been thrown out of the window in a blink of an eye. Sarah was mostly worried about what Harry would think about the two hanging together at Louis' party, knowing how intense it can get the closer midnight came. Danielle just knew this party was different from Zayn's, but boy was she wrong.
Harry found himself interacting with Niall, talking to him about the plan that Louis had for the night and asking him if he was down for it, which Harry hesitated on because he knew his sweet Danielle was at home waiting for him and probably was worried. But he didn't want to miss out and looked at as a simp or anything, especially since not everyone knew about his secret relationship that technically isn't a relationship to begin with.
"I seen Sarah here a while ago with some chick on the dance floor. They seemed to be digging each other and considering you guys' past..."
"Sarah's here?" Harry asked with a confused expression, but shocked deep inside because of the plans they had. "Fuck, she's probably gonna be so fucking pissed when she sees me."
