one more night (h.s)

Chapter 4

Warning!! This chapter contains some mature content. So if you feel uncomfortable just skip. Thanks.

My breathing began getting heavy. I didn't know what was happening. My brain and actions were all over the place. Next thing I know I crash my lips onto Harry's.

His lips were soft and tasted like mint. To my surprise he kissed back. We continued our little action and it was getting heated. He slid his tongue on my bottom lip asking for entrance. I give him entrance and our tongues began fighting for dominance. He wins the battle.

"H-Harry." I moan. I don't want this to end. He bites on my lower lip lightly. This feels amazing. We stop and both of our breathes are heavy. Both our lips are swollen. We're both quiet until he stands up.

"Follow me." He pants. I practically jump up and do as he says. We get back inside and head upstairs. He opens the door to a bedroom and locks it behind him.

"Harry what are-" I begin to say.

"Shh, everything is going to be fine." He says. I make my way over to the bed and I take off my shoes because they are killing me. I should have wore converse. Harry makes his way over to sit next to me. He is just staring at me. I can't help it but he's so handsome. His jawline and dimples are amazing. I could just imagine what he looks like shirtless. After that moment downstairs, I can't help but want to get that feeling again. So I do just that.

I climb on his lap so I'm straddling him now. I lean in and kiss his soft lips. I slowly rock my hips and I can feel his pants hardening. I slightly pull his bottom lip with my teeth. I can tell he likes this.

"Fuck bea!" He groans. He stops my movement and removes his shirt. His torso is so toned. I can't help but stare. He lifts up the hem off my dress and takes it off of me leaving me in my bra and underwear. He takes a few minutes to scan my body. I instantly began to feel ashamed and I cover myself. He grabs my arms.

"Don't ever be ashamed of your body Bea. You look fucking beautiful." He states. I feel a little less ashamed. He grabs me and spins us around. He has the dominance now and I gladly give in. We make out again but this time he begins sucking and biting my neck. It feels so good.

"Mmm" I moan. I hear Harry groan. He then begins to remove his pants along with his boxers. His member is already hard as a rock. Harry unclasp my bra and stares at my breast. His lips are back on mine and I feel his hands move to my hips. He removes my underwear and puts on a condom.

He slowly enters me and there's a slight pain because I'm not used to his size. I quickly adjust and the pain turns to pleasure in a matter of seconds. He to fasten his pace. Beads of sweat begin to appear on his forehead. The air in the room has thickened. I pull on his hair and I hear him groan.

"S-sorry." I slur.

"No baby it's fine." He pants. He buries his head in my neck sucking on the sensitive skin. I wrap my legs around his and I grab his back.

"H-Harry I'm c-close." I mutter.

"Me too." With a last thrust we both moan out in pleasure. I arch my back and scratch Harry's back. He lays beside me and tries to catch his breath. The only sound you can hear is the pace of our breath. I turn to face him and he's already looking at me. I push his hair aside. He turns on his back. I begin to trace the tattoos on his stomach. It's quiet for a bit until he speaks up.

"Uhh Bea?" He says.

"Yeah Harry?" I answer.

"You do know this is a one time thing? This doesn't make us anything. So don't expect me to call you or something." He coldly states. I don't know why but I'm a little hurt by his words. I mean I don't like Harry. At least I think I don't. I get up and grab my things. I but on my bra and underwear.

"Hey where are you going?" He asks. Didn't he just he wanted nothing to do with me? He's so bipolar. I slip on my dress and heels and answer him.

"Well for your information I'm going to go find Jess. She's probably worried about me. I thought you didn't want to make anything of this. So why are you asking me where I'm going?" I hiss.

"Wow someone's pissy. I was just trying to make conversation." He mutters. I sigh and leave Mr.Styles there. I walk down to the party trying to find anyone I recognize. I'm still too drunk to drive myself home. I don't want to ask Harry for a ride after all that.

I soon see a familiar face. It's Dylan. He looks lost but soon he sees me and he smiles.

"Hey where have you been?" He chuckles.

"Ugh you don't even want to know." I groan. "Where's Jess?"

"She's drunk off her ass somewhere with some guy she met." He states. I check the time and it's 3:00 am. Crap. It's past my curfew. My mom is going to kill me. This house is about 20 minutes away. Great.

"Dylan! It's past my curfew! My mom is going to kill me. How am I going go get home?" I panic. He grabs my hand and makes me look at him.

"Calm down. I'll take you home right now if you want. I only had one beer and that was when we got here." He reassures me. I calm down and we head out.

Harry's pov

Fuck. Why would I tell that to Bea? I just pissed her off. But it's not like she has feelings for me or anything. She was drunk and I couldn't help myself because let's face it I'm a teenaged boy. I quickly get dressed and head back to the party. I decide to look for Bea so I can talk to her but I found her with Dominic or some shit like that. I don't give a fuck about what his name is.

I see that he has her hand in his and it looks like they're talking or something. Next thing I see is them leaving together. What the hell? My breathing quickens and my fist are balled all my sides. What is happening?

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