Better Than Words

Chapter 1: Everything Has Changed

Jen's POV

"WOOO!!! 20!!! You're TWENTY!!!" I celebrated with my bestie. Harry Styles was almost every girl's fantasy at this point.... but to me... he was my best friend! And tonight we were in London, drinking away our worries and concerns of the outside world!!

"I'm an OLD MAN!" he slurred drunkily as he stumbled all over the dance floor.

"You are, and so drunk," I laughed.

"I'm so drunk I can barely see!" Harry sang loudly and extremely off key. "Niall is a bad influence on me!"

"He is. we'll have to cut back on the Narry time," I laughed, with a light slur, helping him out to the taxi, "Come on drunky Mc drunk pants.."

"My pants aren't drunk." Harry said, stopping in the middle of the street and playing with his crotch. "You're not drunk are you?"

"Come on Harold..... let's go.. cameras silly, " I said, getting him in the taxi, and me climbing in beside him, "but yes a little drunk...."

"I am not druuuuuunk!" he whined. He was thrashing his hands about like a toddler would when they have a tantrum and he sorta...kinda...whapped himself in the face. "Owwww! Eny! My hand attacked me! Why did my hand attack me?!"

"It didn't.. you did it........" I laughed, "You so crazy...." The taxi driver rushed us to his apartment and I guided my drunk best friend upstairs to his room.

While guiding him to the elevator, Harry decided that this would be the perfect time to sing the alphabet song at the top of his voice. "ABCDEFG!"

When we finally got him upstairs and into his apartment, it was like an automatic drunk harry button was pushed and he began stripping off as he headed to the bathroom, Dusty letting out a whine as his shirt landed over her.

Harry mimicked her howl and started tugging at his boxers.
"It's sooo hoooot in here."
"Is that why you're taking off your clothes?" I snorted.

"YES!" he said, anking his boxers to his ankles into a proud and satisfied yank, then putting his hand son his hips, taking a deep breath and nodding, "Much better..."

And then in a very Niall-like fashion...Harry Styles let out an extremely loud and squeaky fart, then padded off to his room like it didn't even happen.

"Eww! Harold!!!" I whined and followed him to his room, "You're so gwoss!"

"I like to move it move it! I like to move it move it! We like to move it move it! I like to, MOVE IT!" he sang while bouncing on his bed.

"Harold, get down from there,' I said, yanking him down, but this made me shriek out cuz i fell onto the bed and he fell on top of me.

"Well, this is awkward," i giggled.

I tried to move out from underneath him, but he pinned me firmly in place. "Bad pillow, stay."

"Harry.. i'm not a pillow," I whispered. man even drunk his hair smelled good. no.. what was I saying? This was Harry! My BEST friend... but my god he smelled good.. must be the tequila.... i always hear his girls screaming... i wonder if he's that good... for real? i gently kissed his shoulder and I felt him freeze in place.

"Eny? Is you kissin me?" he said.

"Yes.... I'm sorry...." i whispered.

'Why you kissin me?" he asked me.

"Why you talking like a baby?" I giggled.

"Cuz i can't think swaight..." he said, softly, kissing my shoulder.

"Well, i kissed you because you smell goods.. an it was just your shoulder..." i slurred softly.

"And I kissed you 'cause your skin's soft like a baby's butt." he said with a cheeky/drunken glaze in his green eyes.

"Mmm, well thank you..... you're naked..." i giggled.

"You're point?" he said as he wiggled around a little, causing his Mr Man Friend to rub against my leg.

"I'm not," i whispered in his ear. I was drunk, he was drunk, we'll forget it in the morning.... then nothing happened... right?

"Jennifer would you like me to help you get naked?" he asked me with NO hesitation what so ever.

"Yes... i wanna know if all those things i Hear..... are real... i always hear your girls screaming your praises, i want a free ride on the harry train...." i whispered.

"Well then all aboard the Harry train is about to depart from the station." He smirked and make a ridiculous noise that I think was supposed to be a train whistle.

I giggled, and he happily undressed me, kissing all over. my god his lips were enough to make me squirm. I gripped my hands into his curls, puling gently, begging him to come up to my lips.

"Nuh uh, kissing these squishy thingys first." he mumbled with his face buried in between my boobs. I moaned softly and about lost my mind, my god, even drunk he knew what he was doing... OMG...

"You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream, the way you turn me on." Harry sang.

I gasped almost too loudly as his lips covered my neck. He slipped between my legs and with one drunken push forward.. we were off like a racetrack.. I'd never felt anything so amazing.. wild.. crazy.. rough.. to slow... to rough, to slow again.. my body couldn't keep up and I couldn't' stop screaming it was all so good.....

"OH god.. oh baby..." I squealed, gripping the pillows in front of me, as my third orgasm rushed thru me and i felt him tighten. He was behind me, gripping my hips, when he shook, growling a bit and slamming harder, faster, pushing himself thru his climax. After he collapsed on top of me, kissing over my neck, shoulders and upper back. God sex was good.. so good.. soo so so so good... After a few minutes, i felt my body slowly sobering up, and after he rolled off of me, i moved to look at him, and it suddenly became very.. real that I had just slept with my best friend.

"Oh god.. oh god..." I said, softly, before siting up, covering myself with a sheet.

"Yeah that's me, Harry Styles sex God." he mumbled into his pillow.

"Harry, open your eyes.. look at me...." I whispered. I think he'd sobered up a bit, and i wondered if he'd be just as shocked.

He yawned and pried those big eyes open. When he registered who was lying next to him and realized that we were both in our birthday suits, he screamed and jumped a foot in the air.

"Yeah.. precisely.. oh god.. Harry what have we done?" I asked, as he covered himself up.

"I.. I don't know.. i mean... i do.. i just.. my god you're a firecracker... any of your ex lovers tell you how amazing you are?" he asked.

"NOT the time!!!!" I whined.

"Sorry... i just.. was it that bad?" he asked.

"No it...well I though we were amazing but I repeat this is not the point!" I complained.

"Jeny... we've been best friends forever.. this was bound to happen eventually.." he said, softly, moving closer to me, kissing my arm, "I know i was hoping for it..."

"Oh yeah you've been secretly hoping to shack it up with the girl who so happens to be your best friend." I said sarcastically. His kisses got softer the higher they got and I felt my skin become hot and tingly again.

"I have.... you're... beautiful Jeny... and I always thought you were off limits..." he said, softly. I closed my eyes and sighed as his lips pressed once more on my shoulder.

"Same here...." I whispered, "I mean.... you're... so... and I just thought.. no no. i couldn't.. he's your friend.. he doesn't see you that way.. and I just.. i don't know..." I couldn't concentrate.....

"Yet here we both are." he said gently.

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