Possessive

Chapter 8

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(Adelaide's POV)
I wake up to make pancakes hoping the smell will wake up Harry and his friends. I don't know how many to make this time, so I make eight, two for each.

"Are you actually cooking for once?" I hear Harry's voice echo through the house, I turn towards him he is shirtless revealing his tattoos on his stomach. He is wearing sweatpants that are low on his hips showing his prominent V line.

"Y-yeah pancakes for you and-" He frowns when I say and causing me to stop talking

"And who?" He asks turning his frown into a slight smirk

"Your friends from last night.."

"Oh Adelaide," he says shaking his head, "they don't stay. I don't like people in my house why would I want two drunk girls in my house?"

"I don't know I just thought they would stay."

"Nope I just fuck them and they leave."

"Oh my god I can't believe you had sex with both of those girls last night."

"It's fun Adelaide there was never a dull moment up there. You really should have joined. That would have been even better." He says stepping closer to me, pulling me to him by my waist.

He starts moving in as if he was about to kiss me.

"Harry stop it. You're going to regret this again."

"Nah don't worry about it." He says crashing his lips onto mine.

Shocked by the force it takes me a few seconds to kiss him back causing him to groan. He backs me up against the counter that I was preparing the food on. He pulls away from my lips and looks behind me.

He frowns at the stuff on the counter. He shrugs his shoulders then pushes it all back to the edge of the counter but ends up knocking a plate off. He picks me up setting me on the counter.

"Now where were we?" He asks reconnecting our lips again.

His kiss starts to trail down to my neck. He rests one of his hands on my lower back and he other one is up my shirt rubbing my back. I have my arms wrapped around his neck. He kisses all over my neck causing me to moan repeatedly. As soon as he finds that spot that makes me moan His lips hovers over my neck, making me shudder. He nibbles and sucks on the most sensitive part of my neck, making me lean forward on to him and let out a quiet moan. He starts sucking again on the same spot this time harder, causing me to pull his hair lightly. He moves down to my collar bone leaving another dark vivid mark there as well. He kisses back up to my lips connecting them once again.

"Did that feel good baby?" He asks against my mouth,

"Yeah do it again." I demand

"Again?" I nod my head in response.

"I don't think I'll be able to stop myself if I hear you moan again I'll have to take you on this counter."

"How could you possibly be that needy to do it on the counter? You just had two girls last night." I say putting emphasis on the two.

"Adelaide I'm a man. Us men could have sex constantly it's addicting. Sex is an addiction you'll find that out someday."

"No, I don't think I will..." I trail off.

He rolls his eyes and nudges his head back into my neck sucking on the mark he left minutes earlier. He kisses up to my lips leaving a kiss on the corner of my mouth.

"I have to take a piss then I'm gonna clean the plate that fell."

"I can do it." I say causing him to frown.

"No you'll end up cutting yourself on the glass. just wait and I'll do it." He says walking out of the kitchen to the bathroom.

He is treating me like a child. I can pick up the broken plate I pick up everything else in his house.

I slide off the counter walking over to the other side bending down to the broken pieces on the floor.

I pick the pieces up with one hand and carefully place them in the other so I can throw them away. When all of it is picked up I throw it away in the trash and sit down at the table.

"Adelaide I told you not to pick it up that I would get it!" Harry shouts standing in the door way with a scowl on his face.

"I don't understand why I couldn't do it. I did it just fine without cutting myself." I say back.

"This is what I mean Adelaide, We literally had this conversation last night! You refuse to listen to me which gets you in trouble. If you would just listen to me I wouldn't yell at you all the time." He yells causing me to laugh.

"I feel like if I listened to you you'd find something else to yell at me about. I don't think it matters if I listen or not. Especially on something so stupid like not being able to pick up a plate, when I pick up everything else." I argue back.

"Oh my god Adelaide you drive me so fucking crazy! This is my house I expect you to follow my rules! I want you to do what I say." He looks next to him and throws the other plate off the counter causing it to shatter where the last plate did. He takes the plate with the pancakes that I made and throws the plate and the pancakes on the floor.

"Harry stop it! Stop it! you're making his into a bigger deal than it is." I scream at him

He he takes the syrup and butter off the counter and throws in on the ground with the rest of the stuff. Then he takes the bowl of left over pancake batter the pours it out on the floor. Once most of it is out he sends the bowl flying across the kitchen to the closet wall getting batter all over it.

"If I tell you not to do something don't do it. If I tell you to do something do it! How fucking hard is that" He screams at me causing my eyes to start to water.  "Now clean this fucking mess up." He shouts storming out of the kitchen then up the stairs.

I stand there speechless of what just happened. How does he go from kissing me telling me if he hears me moan again he won't be able to control himself, to throwing the breakfast I made for him on the ground and yelling at me.
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