One Direction Bit Me!

Chapter 12 Possibility

One Direction Bit Me

Chapter 12 Possibility

"You sleep on the floor!"

"I'm not sleeping on the floor. If you don't want to sleep with me, then you sleep on the floor. I'm sleeping on this bed." Harry told me stubbornly.

For the past half hour, we've been arguing about sleep places. Of course, me being the girl, I wanted to sleep on the bed. Well, guess what, so did he. So basically, we both wanted to sleep on the bed. It was a king size bed, but there was no way I was sharing a bed with him.

I wanted him to sleep on the floor, but he refused to sleep on the floor because he said sleeping on the floor 'hurts' his back. I even offered him the comforter! But he refused to sleep on the floor, no matter what.

And I would never give in to sleeping on the floor. Yes, I'm a stubborn person, sue me. Harry quickly jumped onto the bed and laid on it like he owned it. My mouth fell open in shock. Did he actually just take the bed?!

I growled at him before grabbing his foot and trying to pull him off the bed. Damn this boy was heavy! He winked at me and mouthed a 'good luck'. I gave him the evil eye before attempting to get him off the bed again.

"Your so heavy!" I complained.

He gasped in shock and put a hand over his heart in mock hurt. "I am not! I weigh 72.57 kilograms!"

"Are you forgetting that us Americans don't use the metric system?" I cocked an eyebrow at him.

He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, forgot. I weigh 160 lbs in American weight."

I rolled my eyes. "And I weigh 120 lbs. So yes, you're heavy."

"Just because you weigh less than a feather doesn't mean I'm fat."

I rolled my eyes again. "Whatever. Just get off the damn bed."

"No."

"Harry Styles, get off the bed this instance." I growled at him.

"Why?"

"Because I want to sleep on the bed."

"Then join me." he smiled at me.

"I can't sleep with you."

"Why not?"

"Because."

"Because what?" he cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Because I said so." I rolled my eyes.

"You afraid of me?" he challenged.

I scoffed. "No."

"I promise I won't bite.....hard."

His words sent shivers up my spine. For some reason, his words actually turned me on. Maybe it was because he actually did bite me.

"You already bit me once, you'll probably bite me again. I don't want more bite marks on me, I feel like a freaking refrigerator."

"At least you're not the only one feeling that way, Liam probably feels that way too!" Harry grinned at me.

I felt my heart sink into my stomach with guilt. I bit poor Liam. He just came into check on me and I bit him. What if he got hurt? What if he secretly hates me now? I could still taste the cherry lemonade taste flood my mouth.

I felt like moaning in pleasure. Hmm, I wander what the other members taste like..

"What are you thinking?" Harry suddenly asked.