Chasing Pavements.

Chapter 53

(Sorry to interrupt your reading but I will be doing another book for this, carrying on the story. Sorry I never updated on my daily routine thing, I fell asleep writing it😭😂.
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*Harry's POV*

Her skin was flushed, on fire, a coat of sweat covered her warm skin. As she paced around the room her eyes followed me to my place on the bed, trying to work out what the fuck was going on with us, I couldn't agree more. We weren't healthy, but I'm too selfish to give her up. Her hole body was red raw, blotchy, some places darker than others, the heat was extraordinary, for December. It was still so hot. She was so hot.

She tore at her jeans, pulling them down, her utility shirt falling to the floor. She ripped at her buttons, tearing them, they collided harshly with the ground, but she couldn't care nonetheless. I couldn't understand if she was angry or just too flushed at the hotness of my house. A confused look smothered her face and her hand rubbing against her forehead, pealing away some of the sweat that laid flatly on her.

Katie united her self against the wall of my bedroom and stayed in a crumpled heap for what felt like almost 10 minutes, in complete silence. Her hands mashed against the hard floor, she winced at the sudden unwanted pain. Despite, she stayed on the floor, then she sat upright and leaned against the cold wall, cooling herself down so it seems, she brought her knees up in front of her so she could rest her arms on them.

"Come here." Katie looked at me, saying nothing but nodding, clambering herself onto her feet. I knew that this wasn't my fault but I felt bad. I had a best friend like her before, even though mine was a boy and not a girl, it still doesn't mean I had a right to blow up on her like that.

The hiss that broke forth was completely involuntary as her hips connected with mine. Barely covered in the lace underwear as her breasts spilled from each cup. I watched her, studying her every innocent move as her arms crawled into my hair, gripping it tightly into her hands.

"I'm sorry." I said with pride and nothing but, beside the hint of guilt that overtook my heart.

She clutched onto the hem of my white tee, tugging, then lowering herself onto me.

"Don't apologise, Harry. Please." She adjusted herself on top of me, straddling onto my increasing member. She never made eye contact.

When she finally lifted her chin and looked me in the eye, I stopped breathing. A heavy flashback hit me, forcefully.

Katie's midnight-blue eyes glowed a brilliant aquamarine, it reminded me of the first time I set my eyes onto hers, so elegant, and beautiful. Her breath hitched as she looked at me. I smiled so breathlessly, taking in some of her beauty, I would be here all day if I was to take it all in.

"I love you." She shaded her eyes at me.

"I love you Katie."

She shivered as my arm snaked around the small of her back, pushing her further on to me as I fell so calmly on to the bed, my hand spreading downwards to the top of her bottom. Fuck, I was so hard. Her fingernails digging into my muscles to anchor herself the heat at her core blooming further.

Her tricked blue eyes met me once again, then dropped lower as she appraised me. My cock jumped as her eyes landed on it and then, she licked her lower lip. She carefully wrapped her petite hands around my large member, I nodded in assurance.

This moment, she was mine, soon enough she won't be, I need to prove my love for her in anyway I could. I need to control this bitter jealousy, that poisons within, as it only carries nothing but pure death my way.