The Brightest Dark (Harry Styles) BOOK 1

Chapter 43

*Lina's POV*

Harry's lips move against mine slowly, but roughly. I haven't been in this mood in along time, I've missed this.

"We need to go home," Harry breaks away.

"Why?" I don't let go of my grip on his shoulders.

"You want to fuck in the cold?" He chuckles.

My cheeks blaze with that fire, "no."

He stands up, helping me up too, "then let's go!"

We begin to run to the car as the rain begins to start again. Great, now I'm all soaking wet.

We jump into the car laughing and blasting the heat as we drive off. The way we go from sad to excited in an instant drives chills in my body.

"I can't wait to get home," he smirks.

"Yea, after making me strip at the basketball stadium?" I giggle.

"You looked hot in only my sweatshirt," he points.

"How? It's baggy on me," I pull at the access room in my shirt.

"Yea, but when a girl is only wearing your shirt, it's like a prize. A great prize that I've won and can only have," his hand runs up my inner thigh.

I smack his hand away as he gets to close, "not now."

I smile at him as he pouts like a little kid. I lean over the divider to kiss his cheek, but his phone rings as shown on the dashboard of the car. I sit back in my chair with a little sigh. Harry clicks the answer button on his steering wheel.

"Hello?" He keeps his eyes on the road.

I hear loud music in the background, "hey Harry? Where are you dude? Your missing the big party?"

"I can't come Louis, I'm busy," Harry responds.

"Awe come on, you can't miss this one! It's Taylor's birthday at the Smith's mansion!" Louis tries to tie him in.

"I told you, Louis. I'm busy," Harry sighs.

"No, you don't understand, this is a party you can only go once in a life time! Dude the Kendall and Kylie are here!" Louis exclaims.

"I don't care," Harry grips the steering wheel.

"If you want to go, you should. I don't want to stop you, I mean it is a rare thing," I whisper to him.

He glances at me from the corner of his eye and exhales through his mouth. His grip on the wheel loosens.

"Fine, but I'm not staying long," Harry gives in.

"Great! I'll see ya, mate!" Louis hangs up.

"I didn't want to go," Harry relaxes.

"Then why did you say yes?" I laugh.

"Because if I don't, I will never here the end of it from Louis," he runs his hand through his hair.

"I'm sure it'll be fun," I grin.

"Your coming with me," he declares.

"What? No, I can't go to another party. Nothing good ever happens when I'm at one of those," I shake my head.

"Calm down, it's not a frat party. It's a mansion, some snobby rich kid owns it and throws parties when his parents are on vacation," he replies.

"Harry-"

"Nope you're going, I'm driving there anyways," he demands.

"I'm in a big ass shirt and leggings," I address.