neighbour / h.s

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i'm fab af. i had two hate chapters written about me yas. 

Question : Favourite song at the moment? (You guys have such good music taste!) 

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Amelia P.O.V 

His hand stayed still for a couple seconds until he moved them  to my underwear and was touching my butt. 

I could hear them still conversing as he still continued to touch my bum. 

"Harry get the fuck off now!" I harshly whispered. 

"D-did you hear something?" I hear Mr Stevenson say out of confusion. 

"Uh, no. I think someone is calling me Garry, maybe we could continue this conversation about Miss Bridges boobs another time?"  Harry suggests and I hear Mr Stevenson cough. 

"U-uh yeah sure, I'll see you later Harry!" Mr Stevenson yells and then I hear him leave them room. 

I quickly come from underneath the desk and smack Harry around the head. "What the fuck was you thinking!" I hiss. 

"I was thinking about how squidgy your ass is." He replies smugly. 

" I'm serious Harry." I frown. 

"Sorry I couldn't help it! Your butt was just there, begging for me to touch it." He puts both of his hands up in defence.

"I've only known you for two days and you're already touching me up." I sigh. 

"You know you love it." He smirks, looking up at me from his chair. 

He tugs me by my arms making me fall forward onto his lap. He groans out loud making me squeal and fidget on his lap. 

"Stop moving." He told me sternly. 

I chuckled, "Sorry, I thought you would enjoy it? Daddy." I smirk. 

"Hey don't make fun of daddy." He frowns.

My eyes widened a little bit, "Wait you're actually into all that daddy shit?" 

"Yes." He groans, rolling his eyes. 

I blush.  I barely know him but it is a possibility that I could warm up to this daddy kink shit. 

"Hello?" He says waving his hand in front of my face. 

"O-oh sorry." I mumble. 

"You know you don't have to be awkward around me. I like you a lot." He mutters, kissing along my jaw line. 

I gasp and almost moan at the intense feeling of his lips against me. 

"I-I like you too I g-guess." I stutter, trying to pull him off of me. 

I frown, "This isn't going to be a normal relationship is it?" I mumble, bowing my head down. 

"Hey, don't frown. It is normal, we just have to sneak around for a bit until you're eighteen." , "That's in like what five months?" He said, lifting my head up with his fingers. 

"How the hell do you know all of this?"

"I may of spoken to your mother after you went to bed." He blushed. 

"Oh. Wait, how the hell did you know when I went to bed?" 

"I may have watched you get ready for bed." He blushed even more, his cheeks getting redder and redder. 

I gasped, "You're a fucking peeping tom." 

"You look really sexy in you're bunny slippers." He mumbled pinching my nose. 

"Shut up." I laugh, hitting his chest and getting off of him. 

"I'm gonna go find Ethan I didn't even realize it was the end of the day." I rush. 

"Who the fuck is Ethan?" He growls. 

"He's my best friend." I smile.

"He better not fucking try anything I swear to god." 

"Calm your lame ass dick, see you later daddy, bye!" I yell and leave his office. 

I run off through the now crowded hallways and race my way over to the bicycle section outside. 

I see Ethan unlocking his purple bike and I run right over to him. 

"Ethan, oh my God I'm so sorry." I ramble. 

"You left me you bitch. Zayn was and his fucking dip shit friends were pushing me around at lunch." He sighed. 

"I have a good reason!" I say, trying to lighten up the mood. 

"What is it." He snaps. 

"I've got my self an older man." I smirk, 

"And he likes it when I call him daddy." 

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fucking shit chapter sorry.