They Don't Know About Us. (Harry Styles Fan Fiction.)

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

***SADIE'S POINT OF VIEW. ***

I woke up to a heavy weight pressing me down into my bed. My eyes bursted open. I caught a huge whiff of alcohol and cigarette smoke. As my eyes adjusted, I realized it was my shit faced boyfriend.

"Harry, Hun, what are you doing?" I said, my throat was dry. I felt like I had cotton mouth.

"Heh...haaaaaaaaaaay sugaaaaah lips." Harry slurred.

"Hi Harry, what are you doing? How did you get in here?" I asked.

"Shhhhh....hehehe." Harry giggled. "I came through the front door."

I had a quick panic attack about Harry coming into my house. I couldn't remember if my dad was home at the time or if he was out. I quickly sat up and started patting down my bed. I picked up my phone and let out a huge sigh of relief when I read the text from my dad.

From: Dad
Hey squirt. I went to the bar with Dave after dinner. I don't trust myself driving home at the moment so I'm crashing at Dave and Rhonda's. Sweet dreams, happy Valentine's Day, and I LOVE YOU!!!! See you tomorrow afternoon, gotta help Dave out with his heater.

"Drop yo panties girl." Harry bluntly said.

"Harry! No!" I said, holding back a laugh.

Harry then began to kiss me all over. From my collar bone to my neck to my ear to my lips. Each kiss tasted of bud light and Malbro Reds.

"Have you been smoking?" I asked.

"Only three...shhhhh." Harry said, pressing a finger up to his lips.

I got up out of bed and turned on my overhead light. Harry shielded his eyes from the light and shoved his head into my blankets.

"Turrrrrn the sun off." Harry pleaded.

"Harry, stand up...or at least try to." I said.

"Why?! YOU'RE NOT MY BOSS!" Harry shouted.

"Come on, we're gonna get you into some comfy clothes and get you laid down." I said, grabbing Harry's arm and trying to help him stand up.

"Oooooo, you wanna strip me? Strip me baby!" Harry hollered, throwing his arms up in the air.

I unbuttoned his shirt and undid his bow tie, off came the jeans after his torso attire.

"Nice heart boxers, babe." I said, while throwing his dirty clothes in the corner.

"They'd look better on your floor." Harry said, winking at me. He grabbed my face and kissed me. The kiss was one of those hard kisses, the kind that make your lips hurt.

"Okay, it's time for you to go to bed." I said, stepping away and pulling back the covers on my bed. "You want to sleep next to the wall?"

"I wanna sleep on the roof!" Harry said, while running around my room.

"Harry, get your ass in bed now." I sternly said.

"Ooo, someone's kinkaaayyyy." Harry said, jumping into bed.

I climbed into bed after Harry, rolled over on my side and attempted to go to sleep. Harry kept brushing his fingers against my skin and kept tugging at my clothes. At first I brushed it off but the more he did it, the more agitated I got.

"Baby. Come on, it's V-Day. Lemme get some of that V." Harry said deeply into my ear.

"Harry, no. I'm tired, please just close your eyes and go to sleep." I said.