Vague (Harry Styles)

Chapter 2

   The bright sunlight shone through my eyelids. I was so confused. I opened my eyes, looked around. I was on a large bed and the room was breath-taking as I must say.

   I don't remember coming here. In fact, the last thing I remember is sitting on the couch at that party. Nothing more.

   There was a knock on the door. I sat up. "Come in."

   It was Harry. He was dressed in nothing but red/blue shorts. His exposed abdomen caught my attention. All I can think was his abs and his tattoos. The large butterfly tattooed on his stomach made my staring even more obvious.

   I don't really go for guys with tattoos. But who said I was going for Harry? No one. Exactly. I'm not going for Harry and that's final. Wait, what?

   My mind was all jumbled together. What was I thinking.

   "She's alive!" He shouts and gives a thick chuckle afterward which earns him a grin from myself.

   "Where am I?" I asked

   "My dad's house."

   Without further words, he walks toward me; noticing that I was starting at his stomach.

   "What?" He asks looking down at his stomach to see what I was looking at.

   "It's nothing" I replied. But quickly changed the subject when I asked "What happened? Last night I mean"

   "Well...Jackie gave you vodka and you passed out..."

   There was a short silence after that.

   "Oh..uhm..did you bring me here?" I asked. I somehow really wanted to know the answer to this.

   "Yeah."

   "Oh." I blushed

   All I could think was what if I was snoring? What if I looked ugly? Ew he saw me asleep. I soon came to the conclusion that I was overreacting.

   "Thanks. Where's the bathroom? I really need to take a shower." I asked.

   He got up, walked to the cabinets located in the corner of the room, and then to the closet and handed me a towel and an oversized T-shirt.

   "The bathroom is down that way" he pointed at the 3rd door to the left of the hallway. I thanked him and proceeded.

   When I got into the bathroom, I searched the cabinets for soap. I checked the top cabinet. Nothing. I checked the bottom cabinet and just to my luck, I found some liquid soap. But. There want only soap in there. There were...condoms there too. Yup! Unopened packets of condoms. But it wasn't any of my business. It's his father's house. I shouldn't even be worried. Any grown man can have condoms. Wait what if it's Harry's?

   I'm thinking too much.

   I was out of the shower in 10 minutes. I felt refreshed. What if my mother found any of this out?

   Mom. I forgot to call her. Oh great. I need to find my phone.

   I get dressed in the same underwear and large tee that Harry had given me.

   " Harry? Have you seen my phone?"

   "Yes actually" a grin grew on his face. He took my phone up from the counter and held it high above his head so I couldn't reach it.

   "I have to call my mother" I told him seriously but still, he thought it was a joke. I ran after him and he ran away from me. I finally caught up to him.

   I grabbed him by his shoulder and turned him around to me.

   "Give it" I demanded

   "Make me"

   He was now slowly backing me into the creme colored wall that stood behind me. But I must say, this house is huge. But damn I couldn't stop staring at his abs. I always caught myself doing it every few seconds.

   I wondered when he was going to stop walking forward but he never actually did.

   My head touched the wall. His grin faded and suddenly, all I could see was his eyes directly in front of mine. He's not going to kiss me, is he?

   I turned my head to the side and looked away from him. He braced himself off of me with his left arm and his right arm cupped my cheek.

   He wasn't grinny and giggly anymore. He was aggressive.

   He turned my head back to face him and leaned in and kissed me passionately. His lips tasted like breakfast tea and I didn't pull away because I couldn't. Both if his large hands cupped my face and his eyes were fixated on mine.

   Why was he doing this? More importantly why was I doing this.

   The kiss was okay. Fine I lied, it was astonishing yet, I couldn't look at him. I felt like he was using me. I turned my head to the side to avoid looking at him.

   But that didn't stop him. His lips shifted to the skin on the spot just under my earlobe. It felt good.

   It was now almost impossible to be mad at him. I moaned with pleasure and he pulled away for a few seconds and said; "Oh so you like that." Seductively.

   He sucked harder and the feeling was now standing on the line between pleasure, and pain.

   "H-Harry? Please stop" I asked him. I really didn't want him to pull away but he had to. It wasn't right. I barely knew him and I just got out of a rough relationship.

   "What?" He asked and his eyebrows were drawn together.

   "It's just that I had a really rough relationship in the past and I'm not quite ready for a new one."

   He nodded in a disappointed but at the same time, an understanding way.

   He gave me my phone back and on the screen it read: seven missed calls

  It was my mum. I called her back and she picked up on the first ring.

   "Hi mum. I'll explain later. I'm coming home." I told her and I can hear her frantic voice on the other end, telling my dad "She answered!"

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