I stood frozen in my spot. Why is he here?! I think to myself. I begin panicking, why, why, why! I have my gaze stuck on the one guy I never wanted to see. Sitting across from Harry in my chair is Louis. He has a large smirk on his face as he and Harry have a conversation. I've never gotten over what Louis whispered in my ear the night of the card game
"We'll be doing more next time" I hear him say in my head, a shiver runs down my spin. I have no interest in being anywhere near Louis so I weigh my opinions I can leave right now and not have to bother with him, but then Harry will get mad and I'll never hear the end of it; I could stay and see what he does but I am to nervous he is so threatening to me just like Uncle Tom was. I decide on making a run for it but before I can turn my feet Harry turns his head towards the bathroom which I am standing in front of, and his eyes lock with mine a smile grazes his lips as he nods his head signaling me to come to him. 'Shit' I think to myself as I realize I can't run away now, so I slowly shuffle my way over to the small table stopping a few feet away
"Hey baby, you ok?" Harry questions me
"Yes I'm fine" I mumble looking at Harry and trying to ignore the fact that Louis is staring at the back of my head, practical burning a hole through my skull with his gaze.
Harry smiles at me "Louis was here so I invited him over for a few minutes so we could talk is that alright?" He questions
"Sure that's fine" I say lightly
Harry chuckles " We'll at least say Hello""
I turn my body slightly to get a good look at Louis, he is wearing a button up shirt and simple navy jeans. He obviously wasn't having dinner here he is dressed to down for a restaurant like this. He probably saw Harry coming in, or sitting here and figured I'd be here too and stopped in so he can torture me.
"Hello" Louis smirks winking up at me
"Hello Sir" I mumble quietly not looking him in his eyes. I stand there awkwardly not sure of what to do now
"Merlea, sit down" Harry instructs me
"Umh.." I look around seeing that Harry and Louis are sitting in the only 2 available seats at our table "I'm fine I'll just stand"
"No c'mon Merlea sit" Harry says " Here sit with me" He pushes his chair out slightly just so I'd be able to fit. I look at him unsure, his green eyes meet mine as he smiles at me and nods his head encouraging me. I finally decide to walk over to Harry as he holds his arms out for me, I push myself in between Harry's legs and the dinner table. Harry's large hands grasp up to my thighs and gently pulls me down into his lap shuffling me so that I am comfortable close to his body
"See baby it's ok" he whispers lightly in my ear sending shivers down my spine. His hands tighten against my body resting just over my crotch, I place my hands over his lightly enjoying the feeling he gave me
"So Louis how's your mum?" Harry questions Louis starting a conversation with his friend
"She's good, wants me to bring a girl up to visit her soon but I don't want a serious relationship like that" Louis answers casually, but with a seductive glint in his eyes that makes me again uncomfortable
"ugh that sucks" Harry response. They continue their conversation as I just sit there not really comfortable, tonight was just supposed to be for Harry and I and now Louis is here ruining it. I slowly feel Harry's hands creep down my legs to the hem of my dress, his fingers hook around the small fabric sliding his fingers against my skin leaving goosebumps. I squirm under his delicate touch savoring the feelings he is giving my body I tilt my head to the side in pleasure, Harry takes this as a chance to start kissing my neck making the pleasure even more pleasurable.
