TATTOOED -h.s.

Chapter 42

Song for this chapter: Locked Away by Rock City ft. Adam Levine

"The cleavage is only for you." I joked back, pushing my cleavage to his warm, moist body. "Oh, I forgot...I won. I hope you picked up that cheerleader outfit from the store." He reminded me, biting his lip. "No, but I got you something better." I teased.

Sarah's P.O.V
I sat back in the driver's seat, Harry in the passenger seat. "Close your eyes." I playfully told him. A smile creeped his face, following my orders. I reached behind me and retrieved the dusty box from the backseat. I set it in his lap, he opened his eyes before I have him permission to. He stared down into the box and had a loss for words, he looked back up at me, his eyes about to weld with tears. "Why?" Was all he could mutter. "What do you mean why?" I chuckled at the happiness these things created. "Why would you do this for me?" He shuffled through the items, placing his face in his hand, overwhelmed. "Is I love you a legitimate answer?" He dropped the box down between his legs onto the car floor and grabbed my face. The taste of him filling me with warmth. "Yes, I love you is a legitimate fucking reason." I felt his grin against my lips. He swipped his tongue across my bottom lip, as I listened to his struggle to find his breath, not wanting to seperate his lips from mine for air. "Baby, not here." I let out a soft moan as he kissed down my jaw, making his way to my neck. "Let's get back to the house." He groaned, clearly uncomfortably horny. "Baby, I mean like now." He referred to the growing problem in his pants. "Why don't you drive?" I smirked at him. "Why, you don..." he realized what I was implying. "Really?" He suprisingly grinned. I nodded before stepping out of the car, him doing the same, but adjusting himself before getting in the driver's side.

He started the car and turned to look out the rear window reversing, flashing me his signature flirtatious smirk as he turned his body back to his normal position. He was taken by surprise as I gripped his firm length through his tight black jeans. His eyes shut closed in pleasure for a short second before returning them to the road. I gently palmed him causing him to groan in lustful torture. "Sar, no teasing." He whined. I continued to tease, loving the way I could control him so easily. I reached for the zipper, slowly unzipping it before unbuttoning the fabric. His throbbing length bulged out of his boxers without any patience, I ducked my face lower as he drove, pressing my lips to the tip. He let out a huff of frustration, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. My tongue drew patterns down his shaft, making him tense under my actions. I rubbed the bottom of his shaft with my hand, filling my mouth with the rest of him. "Holy shit, babe I forgot how good this was." His head fell back against the head rest, still paying attention to his driving. I continued to move my tongue in different ways, change my hand pressure, and bob my head up and down. "Fuck." I listened to the way his slow voice dragged out the 'u'. "Babe, I'm close." His voice was tense but it came out sort of like a moan as he grew tight under my touch. I felt as he twitched in my mouth, before his hot liquid released itself into my mouth. He let out a breath it sounded like was holding, as he rolled down the window for me to spit the contents out of my mouth, knowing I'm not a fan of swallowing. I spit it out, followed by the window being rolled back up. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, leaning towards him. I went to kiss him but he pulled away, knowing my intention was to kiss him. "Babe, stop you know I hate that." He warned. "Hate what?" I joked, acting as though I didn't know. "Your mouth was just," he gestured to his still undone pants. I leaned in once again , but he pulled away once more. We pulled up the driveway and he grabbed the box from in between my feet. "Harry," I spoke. As he turned in my direction, I quickly pecked his lips. "Sarah!" He said slightly angered, using my full name, clearly annoyed. Before he could do anything about it I exited the car and walked quickly as he remained in the car adjusting himself and his pants. "You can run, but you can't hide." He playfully called after me. "Hey Anne, sorry gotta hide." My words were rushed as she already knew mine and Harry's child-like relationship. "Laundry room." She winked at me, helping me out. I found her helpful location and hid on the floor of the closet I had discovered. I sat there for what seemed like ages before I heard the familiar shuffle of Harry's boots. I covered my mouth and I watched him pass me through the crack, hide & seek was never my strong suit as my hands flew over my mouth trying to contain my laugh from erupting. He walked past me again in the other direction and I lost it, he swung the doors open and grabbed me. "I warned you." He tried to sound tough, but to me he always resembled a sweet little cupcake.
"I love you." He mumbled as he set me down, not removing his eyes from mine. His hands held my now warm cheeks as I repeated those three simple words that couldn't be said enough.

I was woken up by kisses being spread across my face. "Wake up." He sang into my ear. I grumbled and rolled over. "I got a surprise for you." "Harry, if it's your dick again I swear to God. I'm tired of you waking me up making me think your weiner is a present." I sounded annoyed and I was, I've just been so tired lately and I've never been a morning person. He couldn't help but chuckle at my words as his lips planted a kiss to my shoulder. "It's not my weiner." He mocked me. I felt his arm move over me and I opened my eyes to see two strips of paper held in his hand. I studied them clearer and shot up. "Nooo." My mouth fell open in shock and I was about to cry. "Yeeees." He mocked me again, happy with my reaction. "But it was sold out, how did you..." "Don't worry about it, you gave me something I didn't even ask you for. This is my thank you, plus there's nothing wrong with spoiling my girl to see that smile." He poked at my cheek before I tightly wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you so much." I mumbled, kissing his cheek, but he then placed a kiss to my lips. "Ed Sheeran 4th row should be...fun." He pretended to sound interested.

His songs came to life as you could see the physical emotion they held, "Fuck he's great." I thought to myself as the loud beat pumped through my body. Harry clinging onto my side as he seemed to actually enjoy what he was hearing. My heart stopped as Ed stood at the edge of the stage right by us. "It looks like someone dragged her boyfriend here tonight. Having fun?" He joked around with Harry. Holy fuck, Ed Sheeran just ASDFGHJKL I freaked out. Harry nodded in response. "Have you guys been together for awhile?" His accent thick as he asked us, neither one of is in particular. We both nodded. "But I'd totally dump him for you." I spoke loud enough for him to hear. "Well then," he laughed. "Meet me at my hotel later." He joked followed by a wink. Harry's grip around me tightened, eventhough he knew I wouldn't leave him even if the world depended on it. I turned to him and gave him a passionate kiss assuring him of that.

Harry's P.O.V
I pushed my way through the crowd, the claustrophobia began to creep in leaving me to feel distraught. I left an understanding Sarah to enjoy her concert as I made my way to the bar that only held a handful of people who seemed to be in the same state as me. I only ordered a beer as I sat there listening to the muffled music, staring at the way the dim lights reflected off the various glass bottles behind the counter. "I'm Shailene." A confident, smooth voice mumbled a little too closely to my ear. I only sent her a forced half smile, hoping she'd get the hint. She tried to create small talk, but I wasn't giving in. Her strong vanilla sent evaded my nose as she placed her slender hand on my arm. "What do you cherish the most in life, sugar?" Her voice was slow and sweet. "My girlfriend." Her disappointment shun brighter than her bleached smile and glittering nails as I left my unfinished beer on the counter and made my way back to the spot I shouldn't have left to begin with.

A/N: Rejection at its finest! There's going to be more Shailene where that came from so dont forget her just yet.