Roxy's POV
Before I could respond he lifted me up and brought me back to the couch. I laid me down on my back and placed soft kisses on my neck. "I'll never be able to get enough of you" he said softly into my neck.
I propped myself up and pushed him down, removing his plaid shirt, then his t-shirt. I loved his tattoos they were perfect. Lips met his and a soft moan escaped his mouth. Followed by a loud beeping noise coming from the coffee table.
" What's that?" I asked.
"My phone" he replied pulling me back down.
"Wait no, answer it." I said handing him his phone.
"Fine" .
"Hello," he said into the mic.
"I told you I'm not doing this anymore, I have bigger priorities." He sounded annoyed.
"Don't fucking call me again. Find somebody else." he hung up the phone and put it back on the table.
"What was that about? is everything ok?" I asked.
"Yes baby. Everything's fine. trust me. I love you," he said softly pulling me back towards him.
"Harry, somethings wrong."
"No everything's fine. That was just some guy I used to hang around with he's a loser. don't worry. everything's fine I promise."
I nodded.
"Do you trust me?" he asked.
"Yes."
" Good. Now where were we." he smiled.
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FanfictionRoxy is your regular 18 year old girl. She just started collage away from home when she meets a mysterious boy named Harry. Little does she know the secrets that he's been keeping.
