STRIP

8.

Harry Styles

Fuck, she's hot. 

I haven't gotten her out of my head since last night. 

Iris made sure to check that I kissed her again, not letting the conversation go until I told her. I know she felt bad for walking in on us, but I wish she didn't. I don't want her to feel like a burden. 

However, selfishly, I can't stop thinking about what could have happened if she didn't walk out of her room, or if she wasn't in the apartment at all. 

Clementine is something out of my wildest fucking dreams. She's everything you could ever want. She's so fucking hot. I got off very quickly last night after getting back home. The cold shower didn't do any help, not this time. I couldn't stop thinking about her long enough to get my dick to go soft but the second I touched myself I knew I wouldn't last long with the thought of her lips fresh in my mind. 

Fuck her lips are soft too, I wanted to get a feel of the inside of her mouth, knowing how heavenly it would be. Thinking about that last night definitely helped as well. I can only imagine how warm the inside is, the thought of my cock in between her lips. 

"H?" I hear Niall call to me from the other side of her room, "is your silence a no?" 

I completely forgot I was in the same room as Niall. 

"What did you say?" I ask. 

"Do you want to go to Eternity with me? I was going to have dinner there because Harlow is working, I think Clementine works tonight too, Harlow said she was riding with her." 

"Yeah, I'll go, sorry I wasn't listening. I'll see if Iris can have dinner with Jack tonight unless she wants to come with," I tell him. 

"You have barely talked since we started painting and we are almost done," Niall laughs, "what's going on in that brain of yours?" 

"You don't want to know," I say honestly. 

"Ah, Clementine?" 

"I kissed her last night, then Iris walked in, I felt bad, now I can't stop thinking about how I won't have alone time with her," I selfishly admit. "What am I suppose to do? I love Iris more than life itself but the first time I ever kissed Clementine, Iris came in and saw it, I can't fuck her in here without the fear of Iris walking in."

"Have you heard of this really cool thing, wait let me think of the name of it, uh, locking the fucking door," he cracks up. 

"We were in the living room," I explain. 

"You're acting as if you'll never get time, Iris stays in her room almost all the time. You have a bathroom in your room, you have your bedroom that has a lock on the door. Clementine's bedroom is the furthest from Talia and Harlow's, you are overthinking this because she saw you guys kiss for the first time?" He points out. 

"I guess I never thought about that," I admit. 

"Because your brain is on a short fuse and your dick is doing the thinking." 

"What if Iris hears something though? She'd be fucking scarred for life and think she was a burden living with me, I can't risk that," I explain. 

"Her wall is the shared wall with your closet, Harry, unless you plan on making her scream then I don't think you have a problem. I also love Iris and if you ever need her to stay with me for a night then she can," he offers. 

"You're right, I'm just being an idiot right now, I'm not thinking straight. That woman is going to drive me mad," I laugh. 

"Did you need help tomorrow setting up the desk and dresser and shit?" He asks.