Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 35

Mia's P.O.V

As we rode the rest of the way to Zayn's house, I sat replaying what had just happened. Harry just fingered me in the car. God, his fingers can really work wonders.

"You alright there," Harry asked looking over at me smirking.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.

"You can expect that from me a lot. At least while you're here." I looked over at him with wide eyes. How did he always know what I was thinking?

"Oh, uh, okay." The rest of the car ride was silent and somewhat awkward, but I didn't really pay much attention to it.

Finally, we arrived in front of Zayn's house, a nice, two story brick house. Pretty modest. As I began to open the door, Harry grabbed my hand. I looked at him, confused.

"What is it," I asked.

"Give me a kiss?"

"Uh, okay," I said chuckling and leaning over the compartment to kiss him. His tongue swiped across my lip and then entered my mouth, and he bit my lip as we pulled apart. It sent a rush through me. "C'mon," he said, stepping out of the car.

We walked down the pathway and up the steps to the door to the door. Harry rang the doorbell. I looked over at him, and he looked at me, grinning, his dimples poking through. I turned back to look at the door and I felt a harsh slap and grab on my butt.

"I couldn't resist, your ass is just so... Fuck I just want to..." Before he could finish that sentence, a shirtless, messy haired Zayn opened the door.

"Hey lad, what's up," Zayn said, greeting Harry with a hug.

"Hey, how's it going?"

"Good, good. Hi Mia."

"Hey Zayn," I said, giving a toothless smile.

"Uh, why don't you two come in, Alexa and I will uh, get dressed." My face frowned up in disgust. I didn't even want to picture what they were doing while we were at the door. But then too, I did just come from getting fingered in traffic.

Harry and I waited for a little on the couch when finally Alexa came from upstairs.

"Lexiiii, hey," I said, standing up to give her a hug.

"Hey girl. Daaaaaaamn your ass is popping in those jeans." I couldn't help but laugh at her statement.

"Uh, thanks." Zayn and Harry sat on the couch talking about I don't know what.

"So, why did you guys come," Alexa asked.

"Uh, I'm not sure actually. Harry just said we were coming over here."

"Ooh, double date?"

"I-I don't think so. I don't know."

"Hmm. Well, uh, how long are you planning on staying?"

"Uh, I don't know really. Why?"

"Well, I have to leave, probably by next Sunday probably. I have to get back to work, sadly."

"Oh."

"But really, what about your bills and stuff?" My bills! I forgot there was nobody there to take care of them anymore.

"Uh, I'm not exactly sure, I-I'll figure something out," I said, beginning to actually think about that. Unfortunately this is life, not a fairy tale. I forgot I couldn't just up and go like I wanted to.

"So, what were you and Zayn doing before we got here?"

"W-what," Alexa chuckled.

"What were doing?" I laughed. "The question isn't that hard to comprehend."

"Uh, well we... We were having sex," she mumbled the last part.

"Was this you guys' first time?"

"No, actually. It was our third...or was it the fourth?"

"What the hell," I half whispered, half yelled.

"Yeah, we did it twice before we left and twice again since we've come back."

"You were right."

"What?"

"About Harry."

"What do you mean?"

"He is a dominant."

"No way," she screamed, slamming her hand down onto the kitchen table. I honestly didn't even remember coming in here.

"Shhhh," I said.

"Wait, so you're not, you know, a virgin anymore?" I shook my head, looking down.

"Oh my... Wait, but how do you know?"

"He-he showed me this closet that he had in the spare room. It was filled with things like dildos and collars and vibrators and whip thingies and handcuffs..." I began to picture him using those things on me. The image excited me, but it was quickly overshadowed by him doing it to other females.

"What are you two talking about," Zayn said, interrupting the thought. Alexa and I exchanged quick glances before I said, "Uh nothing, shopping and how she has to go back Sunday."

"Oh, you're leaving Sunday? Are you leaving too Mia," Harry asked.

"Uh, no, no, although I do have to figure out how I'm gonna get my bills paid."

"Mmm," Harry hummed, putting his hands into his pocket. "Well, Alexa, before you leave I'd like to take you all to a place, maybe Friday. "

"What place," I asked.

"It's a club. Really nice décor and drinks."

"Oh, sounds nice." Alexa agreed and said, "Sounds nice. So like a double date?"

"Uh, no, just...taking some friends out for a good time. That's all." Friends. Friends? Was he serious right now? I tried to hold back the sudden fit of anger that just washed over me.

"So, we read," Zayn asked.

"Oh, where are we going babe," Alexa said.

"Oh, uh we're gonna be out by the shopping square. So, c'mon before it gets too late. It's already going on 11:30."

As we walked out of the door, Harry's fingers brushed across my skin, and I pulled away, still looking forward.

"We'll meet you guys there," Harry said as Zayn and Alexa climbed into Zayn's car. I sat in the car and anticipated Harry's reaction to what I had just done. I already knew it wasn't gonna be pretty.