Tempting•H.S. (MAJOR EDITING)

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(a/n I'm going to start listing the songs I listen to while writing. You guys might want to listen to them to this more enjoyable.)

1. Latch- Disclosure ft. Sam
2. Slow motion- Trey songs
3. Vulnerable- Tinashe

Rose's POV

Harry this. Harry that. He's been on my mind for the longest, especially after our little 'accident'. He texted me and told me he was picking up from school today, so guess what I'm doing right. Waiting for him. It's been twenty minutes since school let out, I could easily walk home, but I just want to see him.

Knowing Harry, he's probably fucking that Julie chick. A red car pulls up next to me, and it's Lance.

"What are you still doing here?" He asks.

"My ride didn't come." I tell him.

"Rose, you live just about five minutes from the school, why can you walk?" He asks chuckling.

I smile at him. "I'm too lazy."

"You run a mile almost every day, but yet you're lazy? I don't understand your logic, babe." He says.

I can feel my cheeks heating up the the pet name.

"Could you drop me off at a friends house? He actually lives across the street from me." I ask.

Lance nods, opening the door for me. I get in, and the hot leather touches my thighs.

"Fuck, that's hot." I yell.

He laughs at me. "I probably should've warned you."

We drive to my house, dancing to Halsey on the way there. The same car is at Harry's house, which makes me assume is Julie.

"Turn here." I tell Lance.

He pulls into the drive way, and I sigh out loud.

Lance turns to me. "What's wrong, Rose?"

"Nothing. Just know that if I'm in on the news for killing someone, it might me true." I tell him.

He chuckles. "Boyfriend problems?"

"More like daddy issues."

I get out of the car, and so does Lance. The front door opens, and out comes that Julie chick. She has a devious smile on her face as she waves to me. I roll my eyes turning back to Lance.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah." He says.

He opens his arms, and wraps me in his warm embrace. I rest my head in the crook of his neck, and I pray that Harry's watching.

Lance pulls away, and pecks me on the cheek.

"Bye, Rose."

"Bye." I wave.

I turn to be met by Harry's chest. I know it's him from the tattoos.

"Who the hell was that?" He asks.

I smile up at him. "Lance. He's fucking hot isn't he?"

I brush past him, and into his house. The door slams, and he sits in front of me. His jaw is clenched, and so are his fist.

"I was going to pick you up from school." He says.

I scoff. "School ended thirty minutes ago. You would know that if you weren't fucking the slut."

"We didn't have sex." He says, rubbing his temple.

Rolling my eyes, I finally take the time to take in his appearance. He has on a pair of black jeans, a v-neck, and he has his hair pushed back into a bun.

Harry groans. "Can you please not bite your lip?"

His accent sounds much more huskier.

"Now, can we talk about this Lance guy? I don't want you hanging around him." He says sternly.

"Your not my dad." I tell him.

Harry crosses the room, and lifts my chin. "But, I'm your daddy baby. You will listen to me." He tells me.

He picks me up by my waist, and carries me upstairs.

"So Rose, I've done a little shopping today, and I found some interesting things. Mind helping me with them?" He whispers in my ear.

Harry lays me on the bed. His lips trailing down the valley of my chest, as he lightly suck on the skin.

My back arches up to meet him. I feel him smirk against my skin. Harry unbuttons my shirt, and he tosses it across the room. He firmly grasps my breasts, as he kisses my neck. I bite my lip, holding in a moan.

"Haven't I warned you enough about holding back?" He whispers in my ear?

I merely nod.

Harry cups my heat. "This, is mine." He grasps my breasts. "This, is also mine. You are mine. Not that dickhead's."

"I'm yours." I moan out.

Harry gets off of me and walks across the room. He pulls out a black bag, and a blindfold.

"Now, I'll show you what happens when you've been a bad girl, baby."

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IM SORRY I ENDED IT THERE. I WANTED TOO.

Don't worry, I definitely won't be leaving it out though. I'm saving the smut for the next chapter which will be up later this week or next week.

It's been too long since I updated and I just wanted to update a quick chapter.

Btw It's my birthday:)

I picture Lance as this guy, idk if you know him but his name on Instagram is okokalright. His real name is Wes and I really wanted him to be In here. That's him btw...

It's time for me to leave so enjoy..

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Your hands are pinned above your head, as Harry's breath fans over your neck. His free hand sweeping your breast. Harry takes his index finger, and runs it over your nipple.

"Vote, kitten."

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We are all going to hell omf