The Deviants | Harry Styles AU

XIII| The Kiss

"Okay," he smiled as he slowly leaned forward again. This time Avery let her body take over as she closed her eyes and leaned forward too. Her nose bumping his slightly as she tilted to one side and his lips pushed forward to meet hers. The sensation was tingly and her heart was fluttering. She had no idea what to do next as he slowly backed away, ending the kiss. His face centimeters away as their noses touch each other's.

"Not bad?" he asked.

Avery shook her head. "No, it...it was better once you explained it. Was I...any good?" she asked shyly, only suddenly realizing her actions.

His eyes met hers and he chuckled. "Couldn't tell. It was just a peck," he shrugged his shoulders, teasing her. Avery rolled her eyes in response. "You're not bad," he added and she smiled lightly while a light pink color tinted her flushed cheeks.

"Oh really?" she asked with a curious grin on her face. He wasn't the only one who could tease.

"Yes, really," he laughed while clutching the blanket around his waist and rising to his feet. "Now let's get changed," he told her as he started heading to the clothes that were now dry from the wind.

She rose to her feet and grabbed her clothes as well. Without hesitation she let the blanket drop and she quickly started putting on her underwear which were still a bit wet, but bearable. Harry was in front of her doing the same. He lightly smirked as he pulled the shirt over his head and pulled it down his toned body. When he went for his underwear he lost the grip on his blanket and if fell off. His reaction was a simple chuckle as he turned around to Avery who was staring in disbelief, "Oops," he smiled at her.

She fumbled with her bra as she put it on, now flustered and jittery. She tried to not look but couldn't help but stare at Harry's body as he pulled up his underwear. She eyed his toned legs as the pants went up his thighs almost in slow motion, as if he wanted her to get this flustered. She finished pulling the shirt over her head and turned around, looking away from Harry. She grabbed pieces of her hair and ran her fingers through them.

Harry came up behind her and touched her waist softly. Her head turned to meet his face. "Want to sleep here tonight?"

"Yeah, sure," she nodded with a frown, not quite understanding why he was being so seductive.

He grabbed her shoulders and fully turned her around. His hand went under her chin as he pulled her forward with the hand that was around her waist, his eyes closing. Avery didn't reject him and started pushing forward to get to his lips sooner. When their lips met her heart started racing again.

His lips moved this time, trying to overpower hers. She smiled into the kiss as his tongue begged for entrance. He took advantage and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Avery let out a barely audible moan as his tongue explored her mouth. After his desperate tongue got what it wanted he pulled away and left soft kisses on her mouth. When he pulled back he chuckled as he slowly looked down at her eyes.

"Yeah, you're good," he laughed as he pulled away and headed to the grass. Avery stared in amazement as he walked away like nothing. Like if that hadn't just happened. She shook her head as she walked towards a patch of lengthy grass on the floor. She started to pick at it, lost in thought but soon noticed Harry showing up in front of her with a couple of flowers.

"What's this?" she eyed them curiously, never having received flowers in her life. He was acting so sweet, what was up with him?

"They're the best thank you gift I can get. You are helping me go across a whole city to find my brother, I have many thanks to give you for that. I know flowers won't suffice for how much thanks I actually want to show, but imagine all the hard work that goes into the flower. The planting of the seed, the watering, the care for the flower so it won't wilt away before its time. That is how much hard work I'll put into giving you thanks. The flowers are more like the promise."