Unpredictable (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 18.

A/N: Major drama at the end of this chapter! Bear with me!

ELLE POV

"Harry, you know we can't do this," I mumbled against his lips.

"Why not?" He replied back.

"My boyfriend and your friends are in the same building as us. It's risky." His only response was just to kiss me back, with more passion this time. 

His soft, yet rough, lips pressed against mine, and our lips moved in harmony with each other. Harry lightly swiped his tounge against my bottom lip. I opened my mouth, and his tounge immedietly went inside my mouth.

"Harry," I mumbled, pulling away slightly. He took this as an opportunity to move his lips to my jaw, and down to my neck. Harry sucked on the skin lightly. He swiped his tounge across the numb area of skin, then blew on it lightly. I breathed in sharply at the coldness. Harry chuckled lowly as he started to nibble on the skin.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Someone said loudly from next to us. We both snapped our heads up to see Niall standing there, staring up at us with wide eyes. 

Harry cleared his throat awkwardly. "Um, I can explain." 

Niall awkwardly shifted on his feet. "Yeah, you better. But maybe we should do it somewhere other than standing right outside the bathrooms. Can we go to your place?" He asked Harry. Harry nodded.

"Wait, I'm here with Peirce. I can't just get up and leave with you guys." I said. "Besides, you guys are here with your friends too."

"Niall and I can leave if we want. They won't care. But I have an idea to tell your pathetic boyfriend." He walked out of the little hallway we were just making out in, and Niall and I followed close behind. Harry walked up to mine and Peirce's table. Peirce had a surprised expression on his face. 

"Elle? What are you doing with them?" He asked me. 

"She can be with whoever she wants, Sanders," Harry said sharply. 

"Leave her alone, Styles," Peirce almost growled back. I knew if I didn't do something quickly, this would turn into quite a fight.

"Look, er, Peirce, Harry and I have our English project we need to work on. We have a section that's due tomorrow that I completely forgot about." I said quickly. It was strange how easy lying was coming to me.

"Oh. But what about our dinner date?" He asked me, hurt etching his face. 

"Next time. I promise," I said. I felt so guilty, I keep blowing off my own boyfriend just for Harry. I was a horrible person.

"Let's go," Harry said, grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the restaurant, before Peirce could protest. Niall was still silently trailing along with us. 

Harry, Niall, and I climbed into Harry's car and started driving towards his place. 

"We don't actually have any of our English project to do, do we?" Harry asked.

I laughed lightly. "No, I just needed to say something, before you two got in a fight or something." Harry laughed lightly back. 

We drove the rest of the way to his dorm in silence. Once we finally arived, all three of us quietly went up to Harry's room. He took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door, letting us in. 

"Okay, Niall, sit down if you want the whole story." Harry said. Niall sat down on the end of Harry's bed.

"Spill," he said to Harry and I. We both took a deep breath.