Darling [h.s]

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Song For This Chapter:

Gold Rush-Taylor Swift

"I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you"

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Darlene's POV:

I haven't spoken to him the whole ride. Not cause I'm angry, it's just neither of us have said a word. But I couldn't even say what I'd want to right now cause we're in an uber.

I completly forgot we didn't drive here so you can imagine how much torture waiting for one was.

But just because we weren't saying anything doesn't mean I wasn't doing anything. Like maybe resting my hand on his thigh and occasional moving it dangerously close to his hard on.

He hasn't told me to stop, he didn't move my hand away, he hasn't even looked over at me to give me a 'look'.

Everytime I move it closer he quickly intakes a breath but continues to stare forward. I look forward too, not looking down at my movements against him. I'm pretending like nothing is happening just like he is.

"Thanks man" Harry says once the car is put in park in front of our building, pushing the door open quickly making my hand fall from his lap.

I mentally smirk to myself, someone's a little worked up.

I exit the car seeing Harry wait impatiently for me, crossing and uncrossing his arms seeming like he needs to be moving in some sort of way to distract him.

I don't feel bad, hate to say it. He did this to me earlier and it was a lot worse, I barely have even touched him.

Our walk-no speed walk to the elevator was also silent.

In a quick movement he pushes the button for my floor and then frantically clicks 'close door'.

The second the elevator doors join together he grabs my shoulders and pushes them back so I'm forced against the wall, his lips attaching to mine eagerly. I smirk against him since he's finally able to show me how desperate he is.

He pulls away, his hands now resting on my waist.

"You can't tease me like that" he says breathlessly still only a few centimeters away from my lips.

I just hum in amusement, using the fact we're close to the corner to my advantage. I quickly push him back enough until he's against the wall.

"Like what?" I say in faux confusion as he looks down at me still a bit disorientated from my sudden movement.

"Darl-" He begins his tone a bit to moody for my liking.

"Harry, I asked you a question" I interrupt raising an eyebrow at him as he looks down at me, his chest rising and falling at a quick pace.

He seems like he's in a mental battle, everything about him right now just screams overwhelmed. But after he stays silent for a bit too long I speak again,

"Giving me attitude and ignoring me, you're not being very good now are you?"

He groans-or whines, I'm not quite sure, at my statement, slightly tilting his head back as he takes a deep breath, his eyes rapidly blinking. He looks tortured right now.

His gaze finally meets mine again, now showing me the increase of desperation I just caused.

The elevator dings signaling the doors are about to open, I give Harry a satisfied yet faux smile before taking a step away. I turn to face the exit, making sure he can see me begin to roll my eyes.