Chapter 15-"You ok there Tanner?"

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His hot, sweaty body's colliding with mine. Knocking the glasses off the dining room table, his lips crash with mine.

His tongue slips into my mouth causing a shiver to go down my spine. 

Leaning my head back he kisses my neck. Trailing kisses from my neck back to my lips he moves me further down the table.

Tugging at the hem of his shirt, it soon comes off. 

Lightly trailing my index finger up and down his toned abs he looks at me.

"Your beautiful Harry"

He looks down at me confused.

"Not as beautiful as you love" and the kissing soon continues. 

He pushes me back on the table where we eat, and tugs at the bottom of my....Ellie's dress. He pulls it over my head and I'm now half naked. His head leans toward my fragile body and begins to kiss my stomach.

Arching my head in satisfaction I feel his warm lips move towards my chest.

"Chloe what are you doing" 

Why is he asking me what were doing? Isn't it obvious, were about to have sex on the table where we eat.

I feel water dripping onto my hand and on my feet.

"Shit!" I shout. 

Well Chloe, you've done it again.

Daydreaming about having sex with Harry. Whiled he's in the other room. God whats wrong with me.

"You ok there Tanner?" Guess were back to last names then.

"Yeah I'm fine" 

No I'm not fine. I just day dreamed about me and you having sex on that table over there.

"What were you doing anyway?" he asks me as i grab a towel from the other room.

"Just uh...Day dreaming" 

"Oh right, need a hand there" That's so nice.

"I'm ok, but thanks" I smile as i bend down to wipe up the water.

In the corner of my eye, I see him walk out of the kitchen. How long have I been stood here dreaming about him. Guess it was long since a whole 4 litre jug of waters dripping from the counter top.

I really need to stop thinking about him in that way. I shouldn't see him like that. Hes just my sisters boyfriend and nothing else. Its not like he said he wanted anything to happen between us..

But he did.

Oh god what if my dream actually comes true.

Now that would be awkward.

It would be nice though. 

No Chloe. Stop thinking about him like that.

Brushing down my dress

I really need to stop calling it 'my dress'

I walk into the living room where Harry's still sat. Leaning against the door frame, I stair at him for a few seconds. Even the back of him is attractive. I stair at him for too long and he notices.

"I know you find the back of my head so attractive Tanner, but the fronts so much better"

Shit 

Well its kinda obvious that you can see the reflection through the TV. This is one of the most awkward and embarrassing things ever. 

"I-i"

"Its alright. I know I'm attractive" He replies as I walk over toward him. I plop down on the couch next to him and just stair at the tiv unable to look at him. I can feel him looking at me, but I cant bring myself to look. If I do ill have one of my daydreams again or just get lost in his eyes.

"So wh'cha wanna do now?" He asks me drawing his eyes to someone being tackled to the floor by a cop. Its pretty amusing.

"I have no idea. Just wait for El to get back I guess. So you can actually have some fun" I sigh.

"You think that I don't have fun with you? Oh Chloe Tanner. I do actually like your company y'know" His arm wraps around the back of the couch and he crosses his right leg over his left knee. He enjoys my company. Considering I'm one of the most boring, unsociable loners in the world. 

"You do? I thought you didn't like me?" I laugh to fill the awkwardness. I always laugh in difficult and awkward conversations. Its the only thing I can do...

"Of course I like you Chloe. Your fun to be around, your great and pretty hot" oh my god he thinks I'm hot.

"W-what" 

"Don't worry Tanner. I'm not gonna try anything on you. You can relax" I'm still processing the first thing he said about me being hot. 

Just staring at the TV I begin to really get into the show. Its getting pretty interesting. Mom and dad don't let me watch this kind of stuff. They think it'll have some kind of 'influence' on me or some shit like that. 

Its like they don't trust me at all. I'm a 17 year old girl. I can pretty much handle myself. I turn 18 in a week anyway. 

Shit.

I've been thinking about Harry and dealing with my shit excuse of parents that I've forgotten about my own birthday. My own freaking birthday. The moment I turn 18 is the moment I shall be free to leave this hell hole of a life and start fresh.

Me and Gemma have been planning my eighteenth since we were 16. We were gonna have a joint party, but plans suddenly changed after Gemma's mom passed away and we'd given up on everything. But we started again after Gemma had come back to being herself. I don't blame her for not being herself. Who would.

But instead of a joint party, we thought it'd be better to have two separate party's. More chances to get drunk and party! 

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