Peripeteia (per·i·pe·tei·a): [n.] a sudden reversal of fortune or change in circumstances, especially in reference to fictional narrative
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Chandler Rae Dawson is just about out of options when it comes to finding love. Dating app after dating ap...
first off this is a double update so make sure you read chapter five first!
next, there is smut in this chapter... pretty much the whole chapter. I would like to ask for you to take it easy on me, as this is my first time writing smut :)
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//MAY 6TH 2021// (SAME NIGHT)
I reach into my bag, and grab my key card out. Scanning it on the door's sensor, I slowly push the door open.
Once inside, my back towards the closed door, my eyes find Harry's. Our bodies are only about a foot apart as I look up at him.
"You're sure about this?" I question, my voice comes out soft, almost a whisper.
"Very." He responds with a small smile, matching my volume.
"I don't want to make you feel like have to do anything you don't want to do, I mean-"
I'm cut off when his lips capture mine.
For the fourth time in two days, I feel the warmth of his lips on mine. Lighting a spark inside me, and spreading that warmth throughout my whole being.
I suck a sharp breath in before melting into him. For a moment, we stay put, the kiss not moving. His large hands cup my face, as mine move to grab his wrists.
Our lips begin to mold together as he backs me up a step, my back hitting the closed door. I feel his right hand leave my face, and shortly after, the sound of the deadbolt locking.
He removes his mouth from mine, resting his forehead against my own as he breathes out. "Just in case," he mumbles with a light chuckle.
As soon as he finishes speaking, his lips are back on mine. This time they're moving with much more intent behind them. He moves to deepen the kiss, as I open my mouth inviting him in.
Before I know it, his hands are moving to my waist, as mine go to hold his biceps. He begins to squeeze my waist, sending little electric shocks up my spine. Slowly, he turns us around and begins walking me backwards until the back of my legs hit the edge of my bed.
He pushes me by my shoulders, a small whine coming from my mouth as our lips detach. Falling back onto the bed, I look up as the shy reserved Harry I've come to know, is slowly starting to disappear.
Normally I'm the bold one and he's the shy one, but I have a feeling that's going to change with the two of us.
He smirks down at me as he begins to lower himself in front of me. My eyebrows furrow at the action, a bit confused as to what he's doing.
"What are you doing?" I breathe out a question.
"Wanna make you feel good." He says as he looks at me, unsure of why I'm asking.
