chapter 13

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SAPPHIRES POV

After navigating the dark, dimly lit streets to Harry’s house we finally arrived, excited to scare the living shits out of everyone inside.

“You ready?” I whispered to the other two, receiving small nods from both as a reply; silently and carefully, we climbed the stairs to the front door of Harry’s house. Quickly I searched for the spare key that I know Harry keeps hidden in a small rock in the pot plant next to the door,

“Got it,” I murmur before gently sliding the key into the lock, slowly I turn the door handle and push the door open. I take a small step into the house and signal the others to follow me; Niall shuts the door quietly behind him. I can already hear the blood curdling screams coming from whatever movie the boys are watching in the living room, to add to the eeriness all the lights in the house are turned off.

“How can they watch those movies” Troian whisper to me, I shake my herd

“I have absolutely no idea” I whisper back.

 We creep along the wall to the door of the living room and peek in,

“Yep, same as usual” Niall breathes “eating junk and drinking beer”

“ok, on three, you ready?” I ask “1, 2, 3”

We all take fire on our unsuspecting victims launching water and silly string at them and running screaming into the room like army commandos

All of the boys stand up yelling and screaming putting their hands up in defense

“What the hell” Harry yells silly string all through his hair and his clothes completely soaked sticking to his amazing body.

“You’re under attack Styles,” I yell back still firing water at them all

I look around and we have them completely surrounded all of them dripping wet and covered in silly string

“Good job troupes” I say jokingly to Niall and Troian.

“Yep they had no chance” Troian replied

 The boys were still backed up against each other in the middle of our circle; I looked at Harry and bit my lip, dragging my gaze up and down his fit body,

“ok games over” Harry announced “ go and find your selves some towels in the guest bathroom boys” he instructed Liam and Louis

The two boys trudged off in the direction of the bath room without complaint, Harry looked over at Niall and Troian who had some how also managed to get themselves completely drenched,

“there will be enough towels in there for you two as well” Harry told them

“Thanks mate” Niall said heading for the promised towels to dry himself off Troian not far behind him, probably hoping to get a good look at Louis getting changed.

As soon as they had left the room Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me in the opposite direction, towards the master bedroom that contained an small bathroom next door.

Once inside the room Harry locked the door and sat on his bed,

“What was all that about” he asked biting his lip and looking me up and down, liking the attention I was getting I playfully bent forward slightly and shimmied my shoulders showing off my cleavage a bit more, Harry’s eyes widening

“it wasn’t my idea” I said in a seductive voice “I merely went along with it” I added

“well you should have known better than to show up wearing what you are, I don’t want anyone, even my friends to see what is mine” he said possessively

“well then I must need to be punished then” I say walking slowly towards him and sitting facing him on his lap, leaning forward again giving him a good view. His eyes flick between my chest and my lips before he closes the short distance between us and presses his lips to mine. This kiss is different to the others that we have shared, it is more urgent and passionate than before, he flips us over so that he is now above me and he pulls away and looks into my eyes,

“you… are … the … most… amazing… girlfriend” he whispers between gentle pecks all over my neck and chest.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 05, 2013 ⏰

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