AGAIN ||Harry Styles||

*Chapter 22*

•Gwen's Perspective•

He took the bait. Fell hard.
Believed us!

I smiled contently in our room.

"Troye" I said in a sing-song voice.
"Gwen" he mimicked me.

"Drop it like its hard! drop it like its hard!" I sang and danced in my seat.
"How we get so..... how we get soo... hi-hi-hi-high" he sang back.
"Are we out of of the woods?-"
"No don't you dare" Troye laughed.
"What?! I love Taylor!" I laughed.
"Super friends...la dah la nah" he began to laugh.
"Its 'oh b-b-b-b-baby we could be super friends' oh ma god" I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever"
"Don't look around c'as love is blind" I sang.
"That song is yasss" he nodded his head.
"Love it" I smiled and nodded back.
"C'as we are who we are" he sang back.
"Oh myyyy, even though I know you'll never be mine" I finished.
"Ah thinkin out loud.... pretty woman are you here right now?....now truffle butter..." I sang the lyrics. word for word.
"Yo thinkin out loud... Sixty five million singles sold.... is ya in your chair right now?.... but I ain't a dentist..." I continued.
"Ah thinking out.... Truffle butter on your p*****.... Put your hands on the toilet...." Troye looked disgusted.
"Ew. Dude another song please" he shooed me.
"Fine! but I can't think anymore...
In a dark room, in cold sheets I can't feel a dam thing. I lost myself between your legs, your medicine in my head... oh the habits of my heart..." I sang again.
"Next!" he pressed my nose.
"Eject" I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Too bad." he puts his hand over my mouth.
"Might needa a upgrade"

He started tickling me.
I kicked and thrashed.
"Stop! no!" I screamed, and laughed.

Suddenly Harry came speeding in.

"What!? what happened?!" he yelled looking around.

Troye and I looked at eachother then at Harry.

"...Nothing..." I said.
"He was tickling me..." I held in my laugh.
"Oh..." he looked awkward.
"Sorry. Just don't scream like that" he said quietly before leaving quickly, probably to go finish talking to Louis.

"Well... that was awkward" I laughed.
"Don't be a dick!" he laughs along.
"Sh." I shush him, holding in my laugh.
"Whatever" I smile and stand up.
"We should do something fun!" he gets up.
"Something exciting, Get the blood pumping!" I nod in agreement.
"Like what though?" I ask.
He taps his chin and looks down. Deep in thought.
"We should explore this house!" I nod.
"Yes" I head towards the door.
"C'mon" I whisper as I open the door.
He shushes me, and I roll my eyes.

We tiptoe down the hallway.
"What's this..." I open the door.
"....A cupboard" I frown.
"Exciting isn't it" Harry says into my ear.
I scream and turn around quickly.
"Shit!" Troye cracks a high in his voice.
I muffle my laugh, even though my heart bests a thousand miles per hour.
"What are you doing?" Harry asks, folding his arms over his chest.
"Nothing." I close my mouth.
"Nothing" Troye repeats.
"Uh huh. Believable, really not as if I could hear you both chattering in your room, nope not at all. Or the door open! or even you walking down this hallway." he raises his eyebrows.
"Nothing at all"
My skin raises with goosebumps.
"Now why'd we do that?" I try to joke.
His face drops, unamused.
"Harry!" Louis yells.
"Bring em here!" he finished.
Harry stiffens slightly.
"Why not" he manages after a few seconds.
"C'mon" he drags us by our arms.
"Lets have some fun yeah?" he laughs and drags us to the living room.
Louis smiles.
"I'll be back" Louis stands up grabbing Troye.
"No!" I scream trying to grab at whatever was there seconds before, Harry holding me tightly.
"Let go you prick!" I yell and thrash my body about.
"C'mon loosen up" he crashes his lips onto mine.
His tongue forcing its way into my mouth.
I look up and see Luke.
His blonde hair ruffled.
"Luke" I whisper.
"Luke baby. Ive missed you" I hug him tightly.
"Gwen babe I love you" he smashes his lips onto mine, lip-locked.
I freely let his tongue play with mine.
His hands hold my body still.
"Babe" I moan into his mouth.
"Never leave me" he tells me.
"Forever" I kiss him.

I open my eyes and look into his eyes.
Green pools stare intensely into my brown ones.

"Luke. Your eyes" I stare into them, hypnotised.
"What's wrong?" he furrows his eyebrows.
"Babe they're green." I mumbled.
"Babe who cares" his voice cracks, I swear I see Harry's face.
I push him away.
"Harry." I stuttered.
He stands still, silent.
"Harry!" I scream,
"What?" he yells back.
He opens his mouth to speak again. I keep mine shut.
"I'm sorry! I just want you to love me."