The Opposites

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

* Harry's P.O.V *

We arrived at my house, a really big house in a rich neighborhood. After my dad left us, we got custody of the house, and I've got to say, I love it.

We walked in with our hands intertwined, "Mum! I'm home!" I yelled to my mother in the kitchen. "Hello son! How was school?" She said with a kind smile. "It was okay mum." I said as I led April into my room.

"Harry. I have to say hello to your mom." She said. "Finee." I said as I rolled my eyes. She giggled and greeted my mum.

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* April's P.O.V *

Harry and I walked into his room. It was covered in posters of rock bands. Many recent ones, many old ones. I always felt comfortable in his room though. It has a sort of, homey feeling to it. He always keeps it clean, although he could work on that stench.

I clenched my nose, and Harry immediately sprayed Febreeze all over the place. I giggled and took a seat on his bed. He sat next to me and placed his hand on my leg. He looked around his room and then laid down, so I did too. We stared at the ceiling, hand in hand, until his mom interrupted our thoughts.

"Harry! I'm going to go pick up Marcel! Be back in 30 minutes!" She yelled to Harry. "Okay mum!" Harry yelled back.

Harry immediately turned to me when he heard his mom walk out of the front door. He bit his lip seductively, and I gave in and gave him a kiss on the lips. We kissed passionately, as I felt his soft, large hands explore my body. He placed one hand on the crook of my neck, as he deepened the kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck an pulled him on top of me. His necklace dangling on top of me and his curls hitting my face.

I slipped off his shirt, exposing his arms, and chest covered in tattoos. His muscular arms wrapped around me, as he laid down and set me on top of him. Every minute that passed, our kiss growing deeper. I knew Harry was rough, and I liked that.

Harry's hands found their way to the zipper of my pants, and I felt him pulling them down. I slipped them off, along with my shirt. And then took off Harry's pants. He threw off his shoes and so did I. We made ourselves comfortable, kissing on the huge bed, in only our undergarments. Our kiss grew heated, until we were interrupted by a loud 'buzz', which we later found out was Harry's phone. He received a text from Liam. I was irritated, but I let him check it anyway.

He reached for his phone, and I laid my head on his shoulder. Sneakily reading the text.

From Liam:

What's up dude! Louis and I found a cool place we can smoke our dope at! Come over at my place in 5.

Harry got up immediately and put his clothes back on and slipped his shoes back on. "Where are you going baby?" I asked him. "Um, I'm just going over to Liam's house. He uh, he has an emergency." He said as he searched his room, I was guessing it was for his baggy with his wad of weed in it.

I slipped my hand into my back pocket and took out the baggy I took from his pants. "Here," I said with a sigh as I rolled my eyes, "you're really bad at lying babe." He chuckled and grabbed it from my hand, "Thanks babe." He came up to me and put his hand on my cheek and leaned in to give me a soft passionate kiss. Turning into a rough kiss as we rolled around in bed. We separated to catch our breath and Harry said, "Okay. I have to go now. Bye babe, I love you." "Bye Harry, I love you too."

He walked out of the door and I decided I'd stay for dinner, and make an impression on his mom.

About 10 minutes later, I heard the front door open. I heard two voices, one who was Anne, Harry's mom, and another male voice. Who I was assuming was Marcel.

I stayed inside the room. I didn't want to go down for Anne would ask where Harry was. And I didn't want to tell her, her son smoked weed everyday with his 'best friends'.

I laid in his bed, engulfed in the scent of his cologne. When I heard someone enter the room. I turned around and noticed a boy that looked almost exactly like Harry. So I was guessing he was Marcel. "Hi, I'm April." I said as I stood up from the bed. "Hello, I'm Marcel, Harry's brother." He said as he let his hand out, I giggled and shook it. "I kind of assumed. You look a lot like him." I said. "Yes I-I've been told." He said nervously.

Marcel wore his hair styled, with tons of gel, and he wore suspenders along with very nerdy glasses.

"So Marcel, how come you don't go to West Palm?" I asked. "Ah, I used to get bullied, so I transferred." He said, as he scratched his head. I giggled at his dorkiness. "Why would anyone bully you?" I said with sympathy. "I like to believe it is because I'm smart." He said chuckling, and I couldn't help but laugh along.

"Hey Marcel, have any girlfriends?" I said nudging him an giggling after a period of awkwardness. "No no, I'm not attractive enough to have girlfriends." He said looking down. "Aw now don't say that," I said sadly, "of course you're attractive enough to have girlfriends. It just takes the right girl to see how amazing you are." I said smiling, trying to get him to feel better.

"Do you think I'm amazing?" He asked me. "Well of course I do!" I said. I suddenly felt a pair of soft lips against mine. Marcel had kissed me, and honestly I didn't want him to stop.

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