Tracing The Stars H.S AU

Chapter 27- Sometimes It's Just To Late

Harry's POV

Despite all the bullshit happening in my life, I'm genuinely happy right now.

Driving to my dad's house should be a dreadful task, but currently, I have my hand on Blair's thigh and some random local band playing throughout my car speakers that Blair claimed to be "the best band of all time."

Every now and then, I would steal a glance at Blair as I was driving. Her curly hair blowing in the wind and a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Stop looking at me!" She yells when she catches me stealing a glance at her.

"Stop looking so fucking good then."

"Fine," She huffs. "Next time you see me, I'll be wearing an Amish skirt."

I smirk slyly, "You damn well I'd fuck you if you were wearing a damn Amish skirt."

She flicks her gaze towards me, "I know."

We pulled up to my dad's house, and I parked in the driveway since I didn't see my Dad's Porsche anywhere. This was the perfect time to show up here because I knew he was at work. I really didn't want to run into him. It would be the same shit that happened at my Mom's. I would lash out, and nothing would be solved. I'm not even sure if anything could get fixed at this point.

"Let's go through the back, babe," I tell Blair, helping her out of my car.

"Since when do you have a pool and a jacuzzi?" Blair asks as we walk through my backyard.

"It's always been there. Have you not been to any of my parties?"

Blair shakes her head. "I can't remember. Maybe once freshman year."

"We should get in," I tell her, taking off my shirt and throwing it on the floor.

"No! Harry, what if your dad comes home?"

I start to take my pants off and then untie my sneakers. "He is not coming home. And if he does, who cares? Not like he will get mad."

"Harry, what if someone catches us naked in the jacuzzi?"

I walk up to Blair in just my boxers. "Isn't that the fun part? The whole getting caught thing? Come on, peach. We are only young once," I push my boxers off my hips and onto the floor. I know for a fact I caught Blair off guard. Her face says it all with her mouth wide open and flushed cheeks. I smirk at her and walk backward into the jacuzzi until I'm fully in.

"Harry!" She scolds. "Get out of there!" While Blair is all flustered, I take the opportunity to lean back, grab the remote and turn on the bubbles.

"I will only get out once you get in."

"No!"

"Water is warm Blair."

"Jesus, fine!" She gives in, peeling off her shirt. "If someone catches up, I will kill you."

I don't respond. I just look her up and down once she unbuttons her jeans.

"Cherry underwear. That's new." I point out, smirking at her. "You got quite the assortment of fruit underwear.

"Keep making fun of me, and I'll drown you, cripple."

I laugh at her. "Yeah, wait until I fuck you. You will see how much of a cripple I am."

"I'm keeping the underwear on," Blair unclips her bra in a swift motion, and Jesus is my girl breathtaking. Her boobs spill out of her bra, sitting full and perky on her chest.