No Control (Book 1)

13. Little White Lies

If this room was burning, I wouldn't even notice. Cos you've been taking up my mind with your little white lies, little white lies.....

I looked into Harry's eyes and he was wearing a pained expression. "It's the radio, honestly. I really don't listen to my own music, like some sort of egomaniac," he promised. I barely heard him - I was too consumed by the bass and the drum beat of Little White Lies filling the kitchen.

You say it's getting late, it's getting late and you don't know if you can stay, if you can stay but you, you don't tell the truth no, you, you like playing games...

My fingers started twitching involuntarily, beating out the rhythm of the drum beat against my own thigh.

Your hands touching me, they're touching me and your eyes keep saying things, they're saying what we'd do, when it's only me and you, I can't concentrate... It's all I'm thinking about, all I keep thinking about, everything else just fades away...

The beat stopped and I looked over at Harry who was watching me with hunger in his eyes.

If this room was burning, I wouldn't even notice. Cos you've been taking up my mind with your little white lies, little white lies...

"I think I know why you like this song so much," Harry said, sliding off his stool and pulling me off mine.

You say you're a good girl, but I know you would girl, cos you've been telling me all night with your little white lies, little white lies, with your, little white lies, little white lies...

"Why is that?" I whispered as he slid his arms around my waist and pulled me against him. He didn't speak, but the song carried on.

Back seat of the cab, we're in a cab now, lips getting so attached, they're so attached now you wanna make some rules now, cool, and we'll watch them break tonight... I know what you want, and I've been waiting so long....

"This could have been written about you," he breathed as he lowered his lips onto mine.

If this room was burning, I wouldn't even notice. Cos you've been taking up my mind with your little white lies, little white lies...

You say you're a good girl, but I know you would girl, cos you've been telling me all night with your little white lies, little white lies, with your, little white lies, little white lies...

My favourite bit was coming up. I pulled my face an inch away from Harry's and looked deep into his eyes. He lifted the hem of my top slightly and stroked my hips with his fingertips. My skin erupted into goosebumps where his fingers were touching me.

I know you want it, I know you feel it too... Let's stop pretending that you don't know and I don't know just what we came to do, came to do....

There was no going back now as he pressed his lips fiercely against mine and I pushed my hips hard against his. The bass vibrated through the speakers and my whole body buzzed with anticipation. The combination of kissing Harry Styles, while listening to the one song that never failed to turn me on was overpowering and my entire body erupted in more goosebumps. Harry slid his hands up the back of my top as we kissed, and the feel of his fingertips on my skin made my legs tremble. He pressed my body harder against his and our breathing grew faster and more urgent.

If this room was burning, I wouldn't even notice. Cos you've been taking up my mind with your little white lies, little white lies...

You say you're a good girl, but I know you would girl, cos you've been telling me all night with your little white lies, little white lies, with your, little white lies, little white lies...