She's Not Afraid

Ditched

***Chapter 33***

            We stayed for about another half an hour just talking and joking around. I have to admit, I had lots of fun with these three boys.

            “Hey,” I said bumping Niall with my shoulder as the three of us–Niall, Harry and I—walked out of the hospital doors and out into the parking lot. “You owe me a new pair of jeans.” I remind him.

            “Oh, yeah.” He remembers, smiling. “Where do you want to go?”

            “I don’t know, it doesn’t really matter to me.”

            “What are you talking about?” Harry enters the conversation, taking my hand in his and entwining our fingers.

            “Niall spilled coffee all over me and promised he would buy me new jeans because he ruined these ones.” I explain, gesturing to my stained thighs.

            “Can I come?” Harry asks and I stop what I was doing, which was opening up the passenger door to Niall’s car to hop in. Harry shuts the door and doesn’t let me get in. I was kind of looking forward to having an afternoon with just Niall because, I feel like we haven’t hung out in forever.

            “Harry,” I start, though he can already predict my answer by the tone of my voice.

            “Please?” He gives me pleading puppy dog eyes.

            “No.” I say, hiding any emotion from my face, as I lean up against Niall’s car. Niall notices we weren’t in the car yet and quirks his eye brow at us from the other side of the car.

            “Please?”

            “No.”

            “Please?”

            “NO, HARRY.”

            Harry frowns for a second before coming close to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer to him. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Niall pretending to throw up in his mouth.

            “Please?” He whispers into my neck, nuzzling his lips into my collar bone and giving it a wet kiss. His lips make their way up to the point where my neck and my jaw meet and I pull away from him. Or as much as I can pull away while he’s pinned me up against a car.

            “Did you really think that was going to work?” I ask him, giving him a hard glare.

            “I was hoping so,” He smirked, wrapping his arms tighter around me. He plants a sloppy kiss on my mouth, sliding his tongue across my bottom lip before pulling away. He lightly presses his finger tips into my hipbones and I squirm underneath his touch. He shiver is sent down my spine as he kisses the spot just right below my ear.

            “Can I come?” He whispers into my ear, planting another kiss at the bottom of my ear, right beneath my earlobe. “Please?”

            I hesitate before grabbing his wrists and pulling his touch away from me. “Ugh. Fine.” I agree after his countless pleads. “Just…stop that.” I say harshly, while opening the door to the passenger seat. Harry lightly taps my bum and when I turn around I find him smirking at me.

            In result of his perverted actions, there must be consequences. I not-so-nicely kick him in the shin before climbing into Niall’s car and closing slamming the door behind me.