Sweetened || HS AU (COMPLETED)

• twenty-four •

‼️ SMUT WARNING ‼️
the song might be over before you finish reading the chapter but that's okay, just listen to it on repeat until the end.

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| Jailen |

Suddenly, it was four years prior and we were back in my tiny ass apartment in New York.

Before Lucas, before Hayden, before I knew how much of a role he had in ruining my life, and way before I had to remind myself that I still hated him.

When every thought I had revolved around him, when he managed to bring me to a high that not even drugs could provide by just kissing me.

I was there right now, grasping at his body as if he was going to be ripped from me any second. His hold on me was tight, suffocating almost, pressing me against his body as if he were trying to mold us together.

I tilted my head to deepen the kiss. He smiled against me, his grip on the back of my neck tightening before he let go and dropped his hands to my waist, "Strip," He whispered, pulling away from me and taking a step back.

He stared at me expectantly, his breathing heavy as he reached up and pulled at his bottom lip.

I blinked, "You first."

Without hesitation, he slid his shirt off of his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I tilted my head, impressed by his eagerness before I pulled my shirt over my head. It was his turn again, the clinking of his belt loud as he undid it and practically tore it off the loops of his jeans, but he kept it held firmly in one hand as he used the other one to undo the button.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down. They were barely on the floor before Harry was wrapping his arm around my waist again and pulling me to him. I gasped when we touched, skin to skin after what felt like ages.

Sure, we had had sex last week but Zayn was with us and they both still had the majority of their clothes on.

This felt different. It was just us.

It was just us as he pressed his lips against mine. It was just us as he whispered for me to jump and wrap my legs around his waist. Just us as he walked us until his knees hit the bed and without warning, tossed me as if I weighed nothing.

My back had just touched the sheets when he was grabbing ahold of my ankle and pulling me towards the edge of the bed. He leaned over me, never breaking eye contact as he pressed our foreheads together, his nose brushing mine and leaving me no choice but to spread my legs wider when he settled between them.

He ran his fingers up my legs, slowly and gently as if he was holding a feather. But, he left sparks behind, starting a fire as he slid his fingers higher until he reached my waist... and then back down.

I whined, breathless and he hadn't even done anything.

"I don't think you realized just how much I've thought about having you all to myself again," His voice was low, sending a chill up my spine as I bucked my hips against him. He smirked, "Be patient, baby. I promise I'll make you feel good..." He sat up straight, staring down at me with hooded eyes, "Just let me admire you, fuck... I've missed you so much."

I couldn't find any words to say as I lay flat against the mattress. I brought my arms above my head as he put both of his hands on me. He started at my waist, massaging his fingers into me and pulling a moan from my throat.

I bit my lip as he traveled up my body, lingering at the swell of my breasts and smiling the moment he felt how fast my heart was beating. The higher his hands went, the further he pressed into me. The only thing separating us now was his pants, but he didn't seem as bothered by the fact that we couldn't feel each other as much as I was. I was practically squirming underneath his fingers and I could tell he was enjoying every moment of it.