PART -6

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He had his nose buried in a book and his fingers distractedly ran from my hair to my arms and up again. From time to time, he would let the book and kiss me slowly, going back to his book as if there had been no interruption.
His mind was prolly trying to think of amazing sentences for a song . But i guess I was being a distraction though .
"Harry?"
"Hmmmmmm"
"Harry I'm bored help"
"You were the one who insisted no intimating tonight babe... you want me to write good songs don't ya "
"But Harryyyy "
"Damn my baby is such a distraction" he said lifting up his head form the book And bending down to kiss me .
"A pretty distraction ?"
"The prettiest distraction"
Damn I swear the butterflies were playing football in my stomach then .
"so what's Pete doing for a tonight hmmm"
"I don't know .. we'll probably do a movie night in his apartment"
Silence. He buried his head in the book again . His hand just fiddling with my hair .
My fingers were playing with the buttons of his shirt and I gasped when he bucked his hips up, I could feel him bumping me through the fabric .
"You know what we should do?" He asked me when we broke the kiss to take some air.
"What?"
"Are you hungry ?"
"Yehh"
"You know what me favourite dessert is right"
"Ummm chocolate syrup"
" nah that's second. You know the first one" he had this very suspicious smirk on his face while he raised an eyebrow at me while scanning my body from up to down . I knew it was coming .

"We should get cream and chocolate, I could eat it out of your body."
"Am I not sweet enough?" I pouted, but could already imagine him running his tongue over my body and cleaning until the last drop.
"Let's find out, yeah?"
"Wanna take this to the bed? Or the table, bench, shower, you choose"
"I'm awaiting for my very delicious breakfast hurry up "
And so that was said . He was serving his sole purpose of pleasuring me and I was serving my whole purpose of being a distraction.
"I should bother you at work more often." You whisper with a big grin spread across your face. "I wouldn't mind that one bit." He replies and places his lips onto yours . Not the usual ones this time though .

He was about to pull them down when the doorbell rang. Apparently, he was decided to ignore it, still kissing my body slowly. I looked at the door and then at him, but forgot about my concerns when he slipped his hand underneath.

The bell rang again and this time, Harry sighed and got up, kissing my forehead before making his way to the door.
I couldn't see who it was from where I was sitting, but he smiled at the person in front of him, so I assumed it was a friend and it was neither of the boys, who would've just bargained inside the apartment without any care.
"Hey."
"Hi!" I heard a female voice and I sat up, fixing myself up before I took the control in my hands and tried to adopt a casual position.
"Wanna come in?"
Kate . It was that bitch again . Yes , Harry's "girlfriend" .
"Yeah." She said and I heard the clicks of her heels padding into the apartment. "It's just that I....Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company."
That bitch . she was looking at me as if she wanted to kill me. I wanted to roll my eyes so hard, but instead, I smiled politely at her, flipping through the channels.
She just came in as it was her property . Harry looked at me awkwardly . "Oh, well." She said with a strained voice, almost as if the thought disgusted her. "I'm sorry, it's just that I left my earrings here yesterday and I need them back.  I looked at her briefly while I processed the words. She had been in Harry's apartment the day before and she had been in a situation that had allowed her to lose her earrings. I wanted to help her find her stupid earrings, just so I could shove them in her mouth and throw her out of the apartment.
But instead , I continued watching tv as if nothing had happened.
"Kate you can look for them if you want , they might be in the restroom I don't know"

She winked at him and I had to resist the urge to gag.
His fingers brushed my shoulder and I flinched away, moving away from him. He frowned and looked at me weirdly, his hand still resting on the back of the couch. This time, his fingers took my hair in them, playing with it distractedly while he watched the show, flicking his eyes to some occasionally.
She had her ass sticking up while she was kneeling on the floor, looking for the damn earrings. After a while, she sighed and got up, looking at Harry apologetically and completely ignoring me.
"I can't find them. Can you please keep an eye on them?" She said and brushed her fingers down his arm. I wanted to snort and roll my eyes at this poor attempt.
"Sure."
Soon Kate was out of the house . Harry was scooting closer to me trying to finish what he had started.
"Hmmmm so baby where were we ?"
"I was about to go home I guess" I stood up making my skirt proper and trying to find my bag .

"Babe, it's not what you think." Harry got up and went to take my hand but I move it out of his reach.
"I don't think anything, and you fuck  with whoever you want, Harry. I'm just tired and have a bunch of things to do, so I'm going home."
"Babe..." He begged, but I started making my way to the door.
"It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow. You won't have your distraction anymore so you can actually do some work"
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I was on my way home rethinking my decisions . What was I even doing with my life . On one hand I had a sweat heart Peter . Who was actually everything I asked for . But on the other hand there was harry . He was such a charm. I really cannot describe what happens to me when I see him . The main reason was his skills though. The amazing work his fingers did . His fans also know that by seeing how he plays guitar on stage but I know the real skill and magic his fingers can do . But it started to feel so wrong . I tried to convince myself though . That this was only platonic and nothing else . No body in the world could ever make me feel the way harry can . At this point it was just sad that I was jealous of Kate . Ahh i actually wanted to kill myself

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