Loved You First

Chapter 35

Harry's P.O.V
"Really?" I asked her again.

"Yes, Harry. I'm sorry I-" I cut her off.

"Who was it?" I asked her with hope and my eyes.

"Well, I don't know," she nervously chuckled.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Actually, that year. Like two years back. Kelly, George, Max and all my friends were in New York. They all persuaded my parents to let me join them," my jaw clenched at the name of George.

"So, we really had fun going all around. The Empire State building and all. Well, the main thing was that I was known as Scott Swift's daughter but wasn't as famous to have paps all round me," she smiled as I positioned my head on her lap.

She looked down in my eyes and we stared at each other as she continued, "So one night Kelly came up to me and said we were attending a party. I totally declined as I heard that it would be one bad ass party. Full of drunks and perverts. But she then blackmailed me saying that she wouldn't go if I didn't. I noticed that everyone wanted to go real bad so, I said yes."

"Then, Kelly really wanted me to wear this black dress. I loved it. It was way too revealing but looked very good on me. After I looked at myself into the mirror, I was really stunned by my transformation. That was the night I decided I would wear more of those type of clothes and straighten my hair permanently," she chuckled at her thoughts and I smiled.

"So you had curls?" I asked her.

"Yes. Hell bad of them. Bug I didn't really hate them. They looked good on me," she said.

"I'd love to see those curls," I tell her.

"I can't have curls. My hair grows straight naturally now. Plus, they're short," she touched her hair.

"So then, we were at this house and the music was blasting and everyone was dancing as of there was no tomorrow. They danced as if they had no worries. They were all free. I wanted to feel that way. I really gave in that night. I drank for the first time. It was illegal but I didn't really think that time. I do not remember how horridly I danced that night. I really can't dance. Everything I remember was blur but that one thing. That one thing is clear as hell in my mind. Even though I didn't see his face, it was just-" she stopped realising she revealed way too much.

"It's okay, baby. Go on," I grinned. Only if she knew why.

"We had masks on. He asked me if I would dance with him and I gladly said yes. I was way to drunk to think straight. We danced very intimately. His hands on my waist and mine on his shoulders. Are you sure you're okay with this?" She looked away.

"Yes, Tay. I am. Tell me. Everything you felt. Don't miss out any feeling," I touched her face.

"So he turned me around and pressed my body to his. I don't know if he was intoxicated or not, but I really loved the way he danced with me. Just like how we danced at your place but that wasn't crazy. We swayed to the music. I even forgot that I was with my friends there. I was startled when he pressed a kiss on my neck. I am hell sure I moaned," she said and I grinned like an ass.

"Why are you smiling?! Isn't this awkward for you? It is for me," she bid her face.

"No, baby. Just continue, please," I took her hands off her face.

"He aggressively turned me around and within a second his lips were on mine. I sure as hell didn't expect my first kiss to be that way. I thought it would be at some place or at the porch of my house after a nice date," she laughed.

"How was it?" I asked her.

"What?" She was confused.

"How was the kiss?" I asked with a smirk plastered on my face.

"It was wonderful. Even though I was intoxicated, I remember it till blue in the face. His mouth tasted like mint. He kissed me till we were both breathless. We kissed senseless for a minute or two. He whispered in my ears that he found me very sexy-" she stood up making my head hit on the bed.

"This is so awkward, Harry! How can you smile when I'm telling you every good feeling about my first kiss. But I love kissing you now. It's just the past," I laughed at her honesty.

"Why? What's funny?" She asked as I stood up.

"Nothing," I shrugged, walking toward her.

"No, tell me! How do feel okay about this? I wouldn't," she cringed.

"Because.." I held a seductive gaze and walked to her; she kept backing away until she finally hit the wall.

"Because?" She stuttered.

"It was me."

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