Taken(H.S.)

Chapter 3

~Harry Styles~

"Oh my god. Don't even bring it up," I said, burying my face in my hands.

"Oo! Oo! And remember when you split your pants bending over and that little girl started crying!" Jessa laughed, followed by Ben and Hazel.

"Yes, I remember. I think I was there," I chuckled.

"Yeah, I loved that trip to Florida," Hazel sighed while spoon feeding Preston mashed potatoes. He burped and half of them flew back out.

Ben's mouth flew open to say something, but his voice was cut off by flickering of the restaurant lights. A murmur took over the room as people watched the lights go back to normal. All of a sudden, rain started harshly hitting the windows while lightning strikes the sky. Preston started whimpering as the thunder shook the place.

"We should get going, yeah?" I said, strapping Preston into his stroller and sticking his pacifier in his mouth. His eyes fluttered closed as he drifted to sleep.

"Yeah, I heard it's going to get really bad," Jessa said, looking out the window. People began gathering their belongings and scurrying to their cars.

"We'll see you later man," Ben said, getting up from the booth. We said our goodbyes, split the check, and went our separate ways.

Me and Hazel ran to the car, trying to stay dry as much as possible. I strapped Preston in and hurried to the drivers side.

About 3 minutes into the drive, I turned to Hazel.

"What are you thinking about?" I queried. She was quiet for a moment. "Nothing," she lied. I chuckled. "I'm not stupid, Hazel. I know something on that mind of yours."

She sighed. "I'm just thinking about earlier. I mean, don't you think it's unusual for someone to call twice and not say anything?" She asked, looking over at me. "Depends," I shrugged. "What do you mean?" She said, slightly annoyed.

"Well, it is kind of unusual, but don't you think that it really not that big of a deal?" I said slowly. She huffed out of frustration. "Harry, it's a HUGE deal. What if it's someone's trying to...hurt us or something?" She panicked.

Before I could respond, a loud honking sound caught my attention. I swerved to the side if the road, getting out of the crazy drivers way. I rolled down the window. "THIS IS A ONE WAY STREET, DUMBASS!!!" I yelled.

"Get in the car, Harry!" Hazel yelled, pulling me back into the window. As I started driving, I felt Hazel's stare.

"What?" I questioned. I didn't do anything wrong, on my part. I mean, he could of killed someone. Me, Hazel, and Preston.

"Don't you think that was a little weird?" She rambled on. "I mean, who just accidentally drives on the wrong side of the street directly towards us?" She said, waving her hands around in the air. I sighed. This is what she did when she was nervous and couldn't let the subject go.

"Hazel."
"What?"
"Stop talking."
"Why?"
"Because. You're overthinking and jumping to conclusions."

She huffed. "Fine. But when someone breaks into our house and tries to kidnap us, don't get mad when I say I told you so," she shot back.

"You won't have time to say 'I told you so' because you'll probably be screaming bloody hell," I informed her, while laughing.

"Ha. Ha. Hilarious," she said flatly. I rolled my eyes.

It was a quiet rest of the way home until Hazel spoke up, again, as I shut off the car.

"You know what I've always wanted?" She asked. She focused on the raindrops sliding down the window. All you could hear was the sound of raindrops pelting the car. "What's that?" I asked, confused by her sudden question.

"A kiss in the rain."

I smirked. "Oh, really?"

She nodded while turning to look at me. "And do you know who I want it from?" She smirked, biting her bottom lip. Fuck.

"No clue..." I muttered, suddenly distracted by her hand inching closer to my manhood. Great, more teasing.

She climbed over the seats onto me. "You." She said, tugging on my bottom lip with her teeth. I squeezed her thighs with my hands, finding her sudden change of mood pleasing.

"Sure thing, babe."

I opened the door with her legs wrapped around my waist. I stared into her eyes. Rain drenched the both of us in seconds, making it hard to stay warm.

"I love you," I said, absentmindedly. I let her feet fall to the ground. "I love you, too..." She whispered back. Her eyes poured into mine, making it feel like she was looking straight through me, or like she was looking for something. Moments like this were my favorite; it always felt as if we were completely exposed to each other. There were no secrets or lies creating a barrier between us. It was just me and her.

"We are gonna get sick," I chuckled. She pulled her arms away from mine, and placed them around my neck. "Just shut up and kiss me."

She pulled me to her, her lips soft and wet. She curled the hair at the nape if my neck around her fingers, making me moan into her mouth. Our lips hungrily slotted together, our tongues battling for dominance.

She pulled away, giving me some time to catch my breath. "We'll...finished this later," she said, disappearing around the car to grab Preston, leaving me with slightly tighter pants than when I got out the car.

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"Shit!"

I continuously, and angrily, flipped the light switch. "Babe, the power's out!" I called from the living room. She had took off her clothes and was know standing in tiny shorts and a training bra. Fucking hell.

"I know. Everything's out," she groaned. I walked to the kitchen. "Is Preston asleep?" I asked, opening the deep freezer and grabbing a slightly warm water bottle. "Yeah, he's in his crib," she said, hopping on the counter.

I stood between her legs and took a swig. "Did you enjoy my kiss?" I teased, running my fingers down her side. She shivered.

"Just as much as you." She said, grabbing my hand and stopping it from continuing its movements.

"How do you know I enjoyed it?" I replied.

"Because you wouldn't of had a hard-on when I walked away," she smirked, pushing my chest and jumping of the counter. She disappeared around the corner, and I proceeded with following her.

She pushed open our bedroom door and jumped into bed. I pulled off my shirt and pants, changed my boxers (since they were wet), and hopped into bed next to her.

"You think that hard-on was because of you?" I said, inching my fingers down her bare stomach, closer to her centre.

"No. I know it was," she cheekily replied. "Hmm," I hummed. "That's were I think you're wrong," I muttered, my eyes trailing to her lips as I leaned forward.

"How come?" She quietly asked, her eyes intently focused on my lips as well.

"I don't know. I just didn't have any other comeback," I grinned. She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, like you ever do."

Before I could reply, she pulled my head down to meet her, causing our lips to brush. I expected to feel her lips on mine, but she obviously had other plans. With my eyes still shut, she whispered, "Hey, Harry."

"Hmm?"

"I'm on my period."

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