Harry's POVWe were currently sitting, more laying on the couch and I was playing with Ari's hair. It's been a couple days since the hook up and we both didn't have the energy in us to do homework for our classes so we just ended watching a couple of movies.
"Your hair is so soft." I mumble against her head as she hums in response entwining our hands. She looks up giving me a small smile before kissing me quickly.
"Do you wanna hang out with my friends and yours?" I ask and she nods standing up to go get dressed as I slap her arse.
"Harry!" She squeals and I laugh as she flips me off and goes into our room. Then I hear a couple knocks on the door as I go and get it.
"Mate, where have you been?!" the lads yell as they shuffle in with the girls and I close the door behind them.
"Busy." I simply say and the smirk.
"Doing what? Or doing whom?" Lou asks chuckling and I blush pointing to Ari walking in with a black tank top and matching shorts with converse.
"Did I miss something?" She asks and I shake my head walking over to her as the lads whistle at us.
"You told them?" she blushes and I nod chuckling. I wrap my arm around her waist and the girls wriggle their eyebrows.
"Wanna go dancing tonight? It's skip day tomorrow so no worries." El asks and Ari nods.
"What about you lads? Get a couple of drinks and have quality bonding time." I suggest and they nod as the girls follow Ari into our room so they can get changed 'appropriately'.
Ari's POV
"WHAT?!" they yell and I shush then closing the door and locking it as I find my way to my closet.
"Yeah, we kind of hooked up a couple of nights ago. But doesn't matter because I don't know what we are so," I trail off finding a black dress that was black lace with an open back and black pumps.
"I'm curling my hair so this might take a while." I say and they nod giggling about something.
After a while of curling my hair, we walk out and Harry's eyes almost popped out of his socket.
"You alright?" I ask and he gulps nodding as he takes my hand in his while walking out to the van.
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"You look gorgeous." he says and I blush kissing me slowly. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to his growing bulge.
"This is what you do to me, love." he whispers in my ear so only I could hear it.
"I'm sorry." I giggle kissing his nose carefully and he chuckles pulling me to the booth where everyone is sitting.
"Ugh, I hate the first couple weeks of college. Work and shit." Perrie says rolling her eyes and I laugh as she does the same.
"At Least we have not as much as we will later on. But tonight is not about school, have fun ladies." Vanessa says, Niall's date.
"Cheers to the good times." I toast and we clink out glasses together as we down our shots.
"Lets dance." I say tugging Harry's hand to the dance floor.
We were basically in the middle of the dance floor and there were bodies grinding and sweating together. Harry seemed to have noticed my discomfort so he wraps one arm around me and pulls to me to his body. We moved to the rhythm of the music and I turned around so my back was to him as he kissed my shoulder.
"So beautiful," he mumbled as I applied more pressure to his crotch. He seemed to have caught on because he squeezed my waist.
"Don't do that." he warned and I smirk to myself turning to face him as I tug on his hair slightly.
"Do what baby?" I ask innocently grinding my front on his with the rhythm of the music. He squeezes my waist harder taking in a sharp breath.
"Stop." he warns once again tightening his grip on my body. I giggle laying my head on his shoulder kissing his collarbones slowly before he leaves his grip on my body before pulling me into the big bathroom and slams me against the wall.
"What do I fucking tell you?" he yells and locks the bathroom door before roughly connecting his lips on mine as I groan.
"I fucking told you not to," he says sucking on my sweet spot suppressing a moan from my parted lips.
"But you did it anyways didn't you?" he says and whips me around so my ass is on his chest.
"Bend over." he orders and I oblige bending over as he lifts my dress up and spanks me, hard.
"Har-"
"Shh," he hushes slipping down my underwear to my ankles and buries his face in my clit without warning.
"Fuck," I curse and he moans vibrating my whole body. He flicks his tongue up and down quickly as I almost reach my climax. Before I can reach it, he pulls away.
"Teaches you not to tease me like that." he says fixing my dress and I kiss his lips quickly and he smirks.
"Well finish what you started at home, and don't except me to go easy on you." he says and I blush.
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"Jesus Christ!" I moan as he slams into me harder and harder with each thrust.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is what happens when you mess with daddy!" he growls taking my left nipple in between his teeth as he thrusts quicker.
"Ahhhhh, oh my god! Fuck, Im gonna cum!" I moan louder as he thrusts so hard the bed frame started banging against the wall loudly.
"Oh my god, Jesus Christ for everything that is holy- Shit!" I scream and he spills himself inside of me as I pant grabbing the sheets for help.
"Are you okay?" he asks and I roll my eyes giggling.
"Does it look like I am? I can't move." I muffle and he chuckles kissing up my back slowly before connecting his lips on mine slowly.
"Mine, all mine." he mutters tracing the outline of my jaw.
" I wanna go out." I say and he chuckles nodding.
"How about we take a trip for a few days? Any place you want in the world." he suggests and my eyes widen.
"Anywhere? You don't have to do tha-"
"I want to. Trust me, I want to. Now, where do you wanna go?" he asks smiling widely.
"Hmmm, how about Vegas?" I joke and he nods standing up to find his boxers.
"Harry, I was kidding. What about the Bahamas?" I ask and he smiles.
"We should just take off to any place and never come back." he says and I giggle then realize he's being serious.
"Harry, I have classes. My mother would kill me." I say and he pecks me slowly.
"Your worry too much. Now come on, get packed." he says slapping my bum as I gasp.
"Your very naughty Hazza." I tease and he chuckles taking my breasts in his hands and squeezing them.
"So soft." he whispers kissing my shoulder.
"Kiss me, just kiss me." I say turning around so he's facing me. I plant my lips on his slowly as he wraps my legs around his waist, sitting on my bed. I roll my hips into him as he groans holding my butt in his hands.
"Ariana," he moans and I giggle pecking his lips once more and I look for my suitcases.
"Why don't we start packing huh?" I tease and he huffs nodding.
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