Behind The Mask II Harry Styles #Wattys2015

Chapter 39

Alyssa's P.O.V.

The movie was over after a couple hours and Harry slowly sat up. He looked over at me with an adoring smile and kissed my lips. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I kissed him back. We pulled away after a few seconds and I stared into his forest green eyes.

"You ready to go home now?" He asked. I wish I could just stay right there and kiss Harry forever but I nodded and we both started to pack everything up. Once we had everything put away in the back of the car we started driving home. Harry reached over and slid his hand into mine."

"My eyes are on the road, but my mind is on your body. My hand is on the stick shift, and your hand is on my hand. Well push me honey to the up and right. We've been waiting but we're next in line. I said the stick shift, push it to the up and right. We've been waiting but we're next in line." Harry glanced over at me and smiled. I smiled back and squeezed his hand.

"You look really pretty tonight." He complimented. I blushed and looked down at my lap.

"Don't look down honey, I want to see your face." He said. I didn't know why he kept calling me pet names. I liked it though. He always seemed to flirt with me and it confused me. Maybe he was like that with everyone and that was just how he was.

"City in the rear view and nothing in the distance. We laugh at all the talk. What do you think of getting lost? What do you think of you and me? When the city shines like the sun at night, and I feel it in my hearts and my hips. I feel it, won't you stay shotgun until the day I die? Stay shotgun till the day I die." I listened to the lyrics and enjoyed the scenery.

We were driving down a winding road and there were trees surrounding us. It was really beautiful. It was a blur because we were going so fast but it was still amazing. I glanced over at Harry and he smiled. His hand left mine and he placed it on my knee. I looked down at it and admired his enormous hands.

They were so big compared to mine. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like for his rough hands to touch me. I looked over at him and admired his plump lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. My eyes wandered down to his legs and his hips. What would it feel like for him to be pressed against me.

His hand slowly slid further up my thigh and goosebumps ran down my spine at his touch. I wanted him to touch me more. His hands are so big, I can only imagine how big his member is. I mentally slapped myself for thinking these things. I have never thought these things about anyone. I was scared about how easy it would be to loose control.

At the same time, I liked the feeling. I chewed on my bottom lip imagining all the things Harry could do to please me. I've only kissed him, but when I did it was the best feeling I had ever experienced. He could do so much more with that tongue of his. He fidgeted in his seat and ran his hand through his hair.

Harry's P.O.V.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her. She was biting her lip and it looked so sexy.

"Just thinking about work." She said. By the way she said it, I could tell she was lying. I wanted to know what she was thinking, but there was no way I would ever be able to know.