Provoking Styles

Chapter 32

"DAMMIT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY DONKEY KONG!" Harry screamed at the tv, I laughed as I passed him and Donkey Kong who kept bumming into him. I passed the finish line in 2nd place while Harry finished in 11th. He threw the Wii controller on the couch and huffed. "I dont want to play anymore."

"You're just being a sore loser Haz." I said pausing the game and walking over to him.

"No, you just gave me the controller that sucks ass." He said pouting like a baby.

"Oh really?" I said crossing my arms. "Do you want to trade controllers then?"

"Well obviously." He said holding out his hand.

I rolled my eyes and gave him the controller I was using. I took his off the couch before starting a new game, I looked at him and grinned. "Loser makes dinner."

He looked back at me and winked. "You're on."

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"That's not fair Styles. I said loser cooks dinner not orders it." I said walking into the bedroom to change, the pass hour we played Mario Cart and I won even after Harry said best 2 out of 3 and so on. He just didn't want to lose.

"It is so fair Tucker." he said following me, he sat on the bed and pulled off his sweater to reveal those tattoos I have missed. I pealed off my sweater and heard him take in a breathe. I grinned as I looked over my shoulder at him. I knew he was turned on by the bulge forming in his pants, so I decided to tease him and slowly take my skinny jeans off. He groaned as flopped back on the bed. "Stop being a tease love, I don't like it."

"Me a tease? Never." I answered walking to the dresser and pulling out one of his shirts. He sat up and looked at me as I slipped it on with pink cotton sleep shorts, I walked over and jumped on the bed. Harry turned on his side and propped himself up on his elbow, his other hand come up and moved the hair out of my face. His eyes scanned my face.

He looked confused and like he was thinking hard on something. Harry must of realized his facial expression since he leaned down and kissed my head. He pulled back and grinned at me, showing off the dimple he had.

"What's your middle name Jessica Tucker?"

I giggled and kissed his hand, I could feel him watching my every move. As my eyes closed I whispered my name against his palm. "Marie."

"Jessica Marie Tucker, sounds like a beautiful name for someone like you." He said breathed out, I sat up and mirrored him while running my fingers through his hair. His eyes fluttered close as my fingers made their way to the back of his neck. I tugged lightly at the curls.

"And you? Harry Styles?"

He had his eyes closed and smiled. "Edward."

"Harry Edward Styles." I whispered

I leaned forward and kissed him, I smiled against his lips and he did the same thing. It felt nice to be this close to him, I love Harry with a good amount of my heart and I never thought he would love me back. But everytime he kisses me, the passion he provides with it proves how much he cares for me and I couldnt be grateful.

He just slipped his hand under my shirt when the house phone rang making me jump, he pulled away groaning and answered it clearing his throat. "Yes? send him up. Thank you," he then turned to me. "Stay here." he said kissing me and getting up walking out of the room, I laid flat on the bed and smiled closing my eyes. My phone going off made me open my eyes and looked at the screen, it was Helen. Instantly I was worried.

"Hello?"

"Hey honey! I'm so glad you found him!" She said, her voice sounded as if she'd been crying.