Dare

Chapter 36

| Thirty Six |

I kiss him.

I didn't know what to say, my heart completely melting.

He holds my waist whilst I place a hand on his chest.

"Am I really hearing these things from you?" I chuckle.

"I know, I hate cringy shit," He laughs. "But... I mean it,"

I smile.

"There is some good in you," I joke.

"no angel but I'm no devil either,"

He leans into my neck and places wet kisses on my neck, sucking gently.

"Harry," I moan.

"Yes baby, louder," he mumbles against my neck as his hands feel my body.

I bite my lip at how good it felt. We made out for a little while until I stopped him.

"Mmh, we should stop Harry, later ok," I chuckle.

He rolls his eyes.

"Coming in the water then?" He says.

He jumps in, making the water splash everywhere.

"Sure," I smirk.

I jump in soon after. I laugh as I splash Harry. He wipes his eyes and chuckles.

I feel his hands grab my waist and he pulls me into him.

After the laughing fades, we end up staring at each other for a moment, though I look away.

"I need to go," I try and get out of his hold but no luck.

"Please," He says, gently pushing me up against the side of the pool, pressing his body against mine.

I sigh and once again he leans in but before his lips meet mine I place a finger on his.

"Just letting you know, still no sex," I laugh.

He raises an eyebrow.

"Of course," he smiles.

I glance at his body and trail over the tattoos inked on his arm.

"So your tattoos," I begin.

"Yeah..." Harry smirks.

"Do they have a meaning or," I ask as I got up and sat on the side of the pool, gently kicking my feet in the water.

Harry was still in the water but stood near me.

"Uh, yeah, well most," He says.

It fell silent.

"What's that one?" I ask, a little curious, pointing to a tattoo.

Harry tenses when he saw where my eyes gazed.

"I don't wanna say right now to be honest Ari,"

"Why not?"

"Because I don't ok," Harry tensed.

I bite my lip, I didn't mean to piss him off.

It fell silent.

I push him away slightly, moving away from him. I get up out of the pool. I need to leave, I have been in here long enough.

"Ariana,"

I turn and look at him.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to get going." I say.

"Why?"

"It's been long and it was silent anyway so... look sorry if I..."

He sighs whilst looking away.

"No, look I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, you don't need to apologise. I just get pissed sometimes, some tattoos are just... personal. I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

I hesitate before sitting back down, letting my legs dangle in the water.

"No, don't apologise, I shouldn't have pushed you into it... I didn't realise. I just left because I thought you wanted me too."

He smiles slightly.

"Now why would you think I would want you to leave?" He smirks.

I roll my eyes but smile.

"Anyway, how did you and and the boys meet?" I ask.

He looks at me. He pauses.

"Oh sorry, I really need to stop," I say.

"No it's fine. I've just had a complicated life." he chuckles slightly. "It's a long story but... you know school, when we were all young. And partly because of our families."

I smile.

"You know, I was thinking of throwing a gathering at mine seeing I'll be twenty four and all that old shit." Harry spoke.

I look at him.

"It's your birthday?" I ask.

He sighs.

"Yeah but don't make a big deal about it,"

I grin.

"Ofcourse, we have to celebrate this. What do you want?" I say.

"What do you mean." He asks.

"For your birthday?"

He pulls a face.

"Ari I don't celebrate my birthdays. I never have," He chuckles. "I just wanna get fucked,"

"Well I am, you've done a lot for me. I owe you,"

He thought for a moment before a smirk plasters on his face. I knew I would regret it.

He grabs my hand and gently pulls me in. Holding my waist, he once again pushes me against him. I loved when he did that.

He is so tall that I have to look up at him.

"Well maybe one thing," he smirks. "Birthday sex,"

"What.."

"Birth-"

"I heard you the first time," I chuckling.

"I don't think so Styles," I smile.

"Hmm Styles, I like that," He winks. "Anyway, you said if I wanted something..."

"Harry..." I bite my lip.

"I want you Ariana, so fucking bad. I just want to make you feel good. I want to hear you moan my name," He mumbles against my neck.

I bite my lip. "Harry, look I don't know yet. I have no experience."

I felt a little embarrassed. His hand gently strokes my arm.

He leans closer so our lips are inches away from each other.

"Then let me teach you,"