Lust.

Truth or makeout.

Hey! Two updates in a day! i know, you love me. (: would you guys mind reading my other story. "kidnapped by my ex-bully?!" thanks guys!<3 if you guys that story to 10 reads on the newest chapter, I'll add two more updates to this one tomorrow(: thank you, lovelies! ~Emily.

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I woke up cuddled next to something warm. i slowly opened my eyes to find green eyes staring at me. i screamed and rolled off the couch.

i heard somebody chuckle. "good morning."

i sat up and rubbed my head, "why are you being so nice to me?"

he shook his head, "would you like some breakfast?"

i hesitated, but nodded. he got off from the couch, and into the kitchen. i followed.

"what would you like?" he asked me.

"lets order pizza." i smiled really big.

"for breakfast?" he sounded confused.

i nodded eagerly.

he chuckled. "my type of girl." and walked out of the kitchen.

i sat there thinking of what i used to think harry was like, and what he seems like now. maybe he isn't mean. maybe it's a cover up? i need to know the real harry though. i couldn't lie, he is very attractive. his morning voice makes me pee. what

"what kind of pizza would you like?" I heard harry yell from what i was guessing was a living room.

"up to you!" i shouted back.

about fifteen minutes, harry came back into the kitchen dressed and showered.

"I'm going to pick up the pizza. dont make a mess, okay?" he said, grabbing his keys.

i nodded and began to bite my nails again. he chuckled.

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harry came back with two large pizzas.

"that's a lot of pizza... THANK YOU." i grabbed a box and ran to the couch. pizza is my life.

harry came in and sat next to me. he turned on the tv to disney channel. we sat in peace and ate our pizzas.

twenty minutes later, and we were stuffed. we just Sat there moaning because we were so full.

"Hey harry?" i said randomly.

"yes, love?" he said quietly.

"want to play truth or dare?" i asked, now facing him.

"erm, sure."

"truth or dare?" i asked.

"truth." He said, a little confused.

"okay. where are your parents?" i had a bunch of questions for him.

"they're off on a business trip for a while." he looked at the television.

"oh Okay. go." I nodded.

"Truth or dare?" He said, still not looking away from the screen.

"dare." i said, determined.

"i dare you to kiss my cheek." he smirked.

i groaned. "whyyy. we barely know each other. i shouldnt even be here! plus we hate each other!"

he ignored me and faced me so his cheek was facing me. i leaned forward, and kissed his cheek. but..

turns out harry is a cheeky boy and moved his head. it was too long to be a peck on the lips, but not long enough to be a big deal.

i pulled back, shocked. seconds later i felt his lips again. this time, They were moving. at first i didnt kiss back, but i couldn't resist. we began to make out, but i stopped before it got to anything more. i pulled back and looked into his eyes. they seemed to get darker. i could tell what he was thinking, and his thoughts scared me.