Sex Time (Harry Styles)

Sexing harry

-BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!-

I groaned and slammed my alarm, rolling out of bed. I looked at the clock and it was five in the morning.

*I'm on my way.* The text was from Jordan. Jordan and I are always waking up early in the morning to go jogging. We like to be in shape and usually run 3 miles.

"Time to go out for a jog." I groaned, shuffling my way to the drawer to change.

I ate a healthy breakfast and grabbed my ipod and water bottle. I left the house and Jordan was jogging in place.

"Ready?" She asked. I nodded my head.

We passed by my neighbour's house.

"There's Harry." She said, pointing. Harry was on the porch boxing. God he's so hot. His biceps. Oh god his biceps. I can just imagine him hovering over me and slam-

"(Y/N)!" She yelled, snapping her fingers in front of my face.

"Y-yeah?" I said, shaking my head.

"What were you thinking about?"

"N-nothing."

"Mhm. Well here he comes."

"Oh Jesus." I looked down and saw feet in front of me, causing me to stop suddenly and bump into Harry.

"Woah there." Harry said, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Sorry." I apologized and jogged in place.

"Why are you girls jogging so early?" He asked.

"We always jog at this time." Jordan explained. "Why are you boxing this early?"

"I like it when it's quiet. Plus I get to see the sunrise." He smiled and looked at me. "So. (Y/N). How's your parents?"

"They're good. How about yours?" I asked.

"They're good too. Oh hey, it's almost Thanksgiving. My parents are wondering if we can all spend it together?"

"Almost Thanksgiving? Harry, November's not until 2 months." I said, giggling.

"I know but you know..." He rubbed the back of his neck and looked down.

"I'll ask my parents. They'll most likely say yes since they're so close."

"That's true." He said. "You guys aren't cold?" He asked, rubbing his arms.

"Not really." Jordan replied. I totally forgot that she was with us.

"Jordan you can move on." I told. Jordan gave me a look. "Don't worry, I'll catch up with you."

"Alright. Bye, Harry." She hugged him goodbye and jogged away.

"You didn't have to, (Y/N)."

"It's okay." I was still jogging and place and stopped.

"So how's boxing?" I asked.

"Good. It's good." He walked to the porch and sat on the step, patting a seat next to him. I took a seat next to him.

"How many can you lift?" I asked out of nowhere.

"What?"

"Nothing." I said quickly, looking the other way.

"How many can I lift? Whew. Gee. I don't know. Want to find out?"

"What?" My eyes shot open.

"Sit on me." He said, getting into pushup position.

"Harry-"