"And your hearts against my chest
Your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.
And I'm feeling I'll forget
I'm in love now
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved."
Taylor's POV
As soon as the two left, I cleaned up the place, throwing my already full trash bags outside downstairs in the garbage bin. The trash included the yellow tulips Harry gave me, which sadly died quickly, because I'm not usually home to take care of it. "I still have to clean up on a hectic day." I sighed as I entered back in my apartment. Harry didn't move an inch from my couch where he's seated. "This is so not fair." I shook my head while washing my hands.
"So why did you cause trouble?" Harry asked me.
"You're saying it's my fault?" I scoffed in disbelief, pointing at myself dramatically. "It's your fault because you disappeared on me."
"I didn't know you'd take such an extreme approach." He shrugged.
"You'd better watch out, Styles. If you don't listen to me-"
"I didn't know you'd use yourself for leverage, Swift. And I didn't know that it would work on me."
No, because suddenly my eyes went soft for a second.
This man has a way with words.
"H-how come you don't know so many things?" I tried to get my tough tone to stay. Kind of failed, because I stuttered.
"You're right. I don't."
"There's so much I must teach you." I teased him.
"Then teach me."
I don't know, but after he said that complete silence occupied the whole room.
And I think it's because my unholy mind took that differently.
"Taylor, come here." He held out his hand.
What exactly is he planning?
Auntie, pick me up I'm scared.
"W-what?"
"Your hand."
"O-oh, okay." I reached my hand out, and suddenly he took me by the wrist and pulled me on the couch, sitting beside him abruptly.
Before I even realized it his lips were already pressed against mine.
My eyes went wide as he began kissing it multiple times delicately on a slow rate. I closed my eyes, getting high on the feeling that washed all over me when his tongue entered my mouth like it was invited. It had the ability to make my body move on its own.
I was so entranced with his familiar taste of strawberry and dark chocolate, a hint of bitterness came with it as it was intoxicated with his cigarette. It was faint, but there. This time our kisses grew faster within seconds, and each second spent felt like a bliss. He cupped my cheek with his hand, while I moved closer to straddle on his lap.
My arms were wrapped around his back, giving me some sort of pleasure as I kept moving closer to him even if our faces were already attached to one another. His tongue made all sorts of movements inside my mouth's vault that it took me time to process what was occurring.
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