The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 80: The Morning of the Party

I wake up, with a poking sensation, to find that Harry was trying to wake me up.

"Princess, wake up"

I open my eyes and find Harry smiling at me.

"Hey..." I say, my voice tired and trailing off.

I get up and make pancakes as I see Harry walk down the stairs with messy hair as he walks over to me and kisses my cheek. After breakfast, I decide to go boxing with Harry for a bit. The doctor called and said I could take off my bandages, so you could see about three scars on each arm. I don't know why I invited Harry, especially because when he boxes, I get in a trance (because it's hot, duh) and get all awkward and stuff. I get a text, and it's from Harry's sister.

'Hey I know it's a bit sudden but Anne and and I wanted to have lunch with you guys, is that okay? :)'

After calling Gemma and arranging the time, I run into my room. I grab the first thing I can see.

A red tshirt, jean shorts, and converse. I run out the door to the car and once we get there, I suddenly freeze because we're at a very fancy classy restauraunt.

"Shit..." I curse under my breath.

I find Gemma and Anne in beautiful tight dresses, makeup and salon-done hair.

"It's alright, Katie. You didn't know."

Anne says as the takes my hand and smiles. Once we sit down, Harry sits next to me so I get nervous. The past few times Harry and I say next to each other, it got kinda sexual but we HAVE to behave today. I mean, it's his mom and sister.

We place our orders, before Anne and Harry make me even more nervous.

"So I heard you're babysitting Katie? How's that going." Anne says as she takes a sip of her drink.

Harry nearly spits out his drink, eyes wide open before finally talking.

"It's great I-I mean she's a good girl I don't have to punish her much." he stutters.

My eyes widen as I take a sip of my drink to look less suspicious. Gemma stares at me from across the table, and she's mouthing something.

'Embarrass him'

I nod with a smile as Harry's talking to his mum about something different, before placing my hand on his crotch from outside of his jeans. He jumps a little, but continues talking.

Time to get interesting.

I start rubbing him slowly, feeling him get a bit hard as he stops talking and his eyes widen.

"Harry? Something wrong?" asks his mum, while Gemma is snickering.

"Yeah Harry, is something wrong?" I add, making him let out a little growl from his throat before biting his lip to keep from moaning.

I rub a bit faster, listening to his light breathing get faster as he bites down on his lip harder.

I remove my hand from his crotch, and return it to my lap before Harry moans loudly, grabs my hand, and puts it back on his crotch, making Gemma explode with laughter.

"Harry?"

"Harry you naughty boy!" I tease smiling as Gemma can't breathe because of her constant laughing.

I start to laugh as Harry fake-ly laughs before leaning in and whispering.

"I'm soooo getting you back."

I laugh harder, trying to hide my goosebumps that his words left as I notice my hand is still on his crotch.

"No, Harry. Dirty." I tease making Anne snicker.

Our food gets here, and everyone's pigging out. I'm casually eating my salad as I feel a hand creep onto my thigh.

Shit.

I grab the hand and push it away, as I finish eating my small portion. I feel my hand lift from my lap, grabbed by Harry, as he puts it on his lap. I lean over and whisper

"Not now, babe" desperately as he begs by mouthing his words.

'Please'

I sigh as my hand goes in his jeans, rubbing him from his boxers this time as he tilts his head back and his eyes close. I pull my hand away and feel his in my inner thigh.

'Don't'

I push it away, and giggle as Harry shows me a hand gesture with both of his hands as if he's pulling down my underwear. I shake my head and laugh as he winks and continues eating. I kinda lost my appetite now.

'Good job' Gemma mouths as I smile and so does she.

"Well, thank you Katie and Harry for coming to eat with us, I guess that's it!"

We say goodbye and hug before we get back into the car.

"What the fuck, Katie?"

"What?"

"Why'd you do that?" he asks, laughing.

"I was bored"

"Well you won't be bored for long-"

"Harry, don't do this to meeeee"

"You're getting it!"

"Oh no I'm not!"

"Tickle tickle-"

"Harry, no!" I choke out as I laugh.

"We're in the car!" I exclaim as Harry smashes his lips onto mine.

"Fine but when we get home you're getting tickled!"

"When you threatened me I thought you meant-"

"I did."

"Not today Harry, I'm tired."

"That's what you said last time." Harry says before fixing his hair and licking his lips.

"Just tickle me insteaddddd" I whine.

"Fine."

"Good"

"For today"

"Harry!"

"Alright, alright."

We get home and Harry doesn't waste any time, I'm swept off my feet onto the floor as Harry's sitting on me, both legs on both sides of my waist.

"Tickle tickle tickle!"

"Harry, stop!" I choke out laughing.

He smashes his lips onto mine, leaving the living room quiet as I fist his shirt in my hands. He gently bites my bottom lip before separating.

"Don't forget we have a party to go to" Harry whispers into my skin as I get shivers.

"Mmmm how could I?" I say with a smirk.