Bad Boy Playground (h.s)

four

Sober

Everything happened in a rush.

The car was thrown into park as our hands grasped at each other. My lips never leaving his neck as I dragged him through the crowded house. His back slamming against the bedroom door before the knob was turned and we fell on the bed.

It was like it happened in snips, like we were apart of a movie montage of bad teenage decisions.

To make this all less confusing I'm going to start at the beginning, or I should say at the end of the football game.

Brae went to go change in the locker room, we made plans to meet in the student parking lot where I'll drive us to Nialls party.

Niall throws a party like every other weekend because he's parents are always away on business. He's honestly the life of the party and everyone from school or even outside of school shows up.

When Brae comes out of the school I can't help but rush up to him, kissing him with a smile on my face.

"Woah woah, babe what's gotten into you tonight?" He asks with a little laugh.

I honestly kinda want to say that my side dick is being a total dick and so I want to distract myself with my boyfriend. And I guess I'm excited that our school won the first game of the season. But mostly Harry.

"I just think we've waited long enough."

He tried to question me but I opened my car door and sat in before he could ask anything.

We held hands the entire ride even though we didn't speak. We never do. Before I knew it we pulled up to Nialls mansion that's sat on the ocean. I've always loved his house so big and luxurious, I would be jealous if I wasn't his next door neighbor.

As soon as I shut my door I'm racing over to Brae's side, wrapping my arms around his waist as I lean up on my tippy toes and continue our kiss from earlier.

I surprise him when I slip my tongue into his mouth, wanting to prove Harry wrong and that Brae and I have chemistry. Our kiss isn't as fluent as Ive gotten use to but it's not bad.

I pull away once car horns start honking at us making out on Nialls front lawn. Looking up at Brae I can't read what he's thinking so I take the initiative and grab his hand dragging him behind me towards the front door.

I was on a mission, I wanted to have sex with my boyfriend. We've been together for three years and he hasn't even grabbed a boob. Tonight was the night, we're gonna lose our virginities to each other. Or at least that's what he's gonna think because I lost mine to Harry this past summer.

I was such an idiot for doing that.

Harry doesn't give a fuck about me yet I gave him something of mine. All he wanted was a fuck and at the time that's what I wanted too. Then I started to feel something for him. But I can't have feelings for Harry when I have a boyfriend. The perfect boyfriend.

Just not my perfect boyfriend.

My boyfriend and I walk hand in hand passed teens littering the hallways either drinking, smoking, or straight up fucking. But I wanted our first time to be more private.

Dragging him up the stairs he starts to question me. Asking 'what's the rush?' Or 'hey have you been drinking?'. Yeah not what someone wants to hear when they're trying to seduce someone.

With my lips on his neck and finally behind a closed door, I start to lift up his shirt. I get it over his head as he stares at me in confusion and I push him on the bed. With my thighs on either side of his hips I continue my attack on his neck.