Brooklyn Baby - H.S

Part Fourteen

Me and Harry have been inseparable for the rest of the day after we made up at the park, I think we've driven all around Brooklyn at least 3 times in the last few hours just blasting music.

It felt like we were a full-blown couple while out and about, we did my weekly shop together and he wouldn't keep his hands off me, but I didn't mind at all.

I really enjoy having him around whenever I can, it does scares me how much I like it though.

Seeing him happy while we drove round belting out different songs and holding and waving my arm around while doing so gave me so much serotonin.

This man really has me wrapped around his little finger, but it's what I like.

We may or may not have nearly had sex in the back of his car after we made up at the park, what can I say makeup sex is the best sex.

Unfortunately, we didn't, it was upsetting to say the least but, Harry didn't want me to feel like he was using me after we made up.

Which I did appreciate, but I defiantly wouldn't of complained about the sex.

We're now on our way to the bar again, he insisted in coming with me after we got back to my apartment to take my shopping in.

He also insisted on carrying most of the shopping, watching him struggle up the stairs was hilarious, and I swear I offered multiple times to carry some more but he wouldn't let me.

I really could get used to having Harry around more often treating me like gold, I'm not used to it, but damn does it feel fucking amazing.

We're currently on our way to the bar for another long shift ahead of me with disgusting old men sexualising me, how fun.

It sucks that I had to come to work tonight especially when I just want to spend time with Harry on our own doing what we've done today but, he did say that he would stay and watch me perform and then said I could stay at his tonight.

Which makes me want to quickly get through my shift with no messing around just so I can go home with him.

We pull up just around the corner from the club, he puts his car into park and looks over at me his eyes going soft as they meet mine and a smile crawling onto his lips.

"My Brooklyn baby is so beautiful" he says in a soft tone before reaching over and holding my cheek with his hand and robbing his thumb against my cheekbone.

I smile up at him and lean in pecking his lips with my own, I move my head back looking into his eyes smiling widely.

He leans in quickly again crashing his lips into mine taking me by shock at the impact but then moving our lips together in make out.

He leans back and starts kissing down my jawline, leaving small imprints of his wet lips against my skin and then moving swiftly down to my neck to find my sweet spot.

He kisses down my neck and finds the spot just below my ear which earns a small moan to escape my lips, he chuckles into my neck because he's found the right place and begins to suck gently on the spot.

I close my eyes at the sweet feeling of him sucking against my skin making the aching between my legs grown stronger by the minute.

He finishes making his mark and kisses the place a few times before leaning his head back up to peck my lips.

Before I could continue the kiss, he leans back and goes back to sitting in his chair.

He unbuckles his beat, looking over at me with a stupid smirk on his face.