My Four-Days Love Story - Harry Styles

15. The One (Explicit)

Song for the chapter: Company – Justin Bieber

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(A/N: Okay, so there's some seriously explicit smut, so if you are way too shy, just skip)

(Unknown person's P.O.V.) :P

'Wha—babe, are you sure?' I asked nervously looking around the place as Leisha stepped into the car 'I mean I'm okay but like, I don't wanna do anything wrong. Like anything you'll regret' I bit my lip, looking at her nervously.

'I'll not regret it, trust me' she pressed, holding my wrist 'They'll probably start missing us around six in the morning anyway' I tried to protest 'Please, love. I just wanna get it over with'

'And I should be the one?' I pointed as myself. The idea still seemed weird to me. This is...this is wrong. It shouldn't be me she does it with.

'It'd rather be you than a stranger on the street and with my luck, I'll get raped someday, anyways' she said in a "duh" tone.

'Okay, first of all, don't say stuff like that' I told her, furrowing my brows 'Secondly, I just...I care about you a lot. I'm not sure if we should take it so fast'

'I could pick it up, we could take it slow' she shook her shoulders and I rolled my eyes at her immaturity 'Well, yeah, so...yeah, I'm fine with it as long as you are'

I cleared my throat, nodding feebly 'Erm...yeah, well, okay. Um...I...I can do it'

'Thanks, babe' she pecked my cheeks 'I'll be in your room' and with that she was off. Her dress swaying with every step. Bringing my hand up, I touched the spot she had just kissed and wow, I felt like I was touching something in a dream from which I would soon wake up.

Not losing a moment, well, although I had lost a lot of moments, standing there frozen, I rushed to the elevators. The doors opened and I stepped inside with a bunch of giggling girls. All the while, I tapped my foot against the floor, getting impatient and running a hand through my hair. Finally the doors flew open and I pushed through, taking off in a sprint the moment I was out. Reaching my room, I grinned when I noticed the door was open. Smiling in amusement, I dug my hand into my pocket. Count on her to steal my keys. Walking inside, I noticed her brushing her soft hair and she smiled when she noticed me in the mirror. Dropping the hairbrush, she turned around. Her face was devoid of make-up and she looked awfully cute 'Oh wow' I breathed and she chuckled, walking past me to lock the door I had completely forgotten to lock.

'Took your time, I see' she smirked, leaning against the door in a lemon yellow v-neck and lavender and black leotard sweats. So cute. I smiled, crowding her against the door, watching a blush creep from her neck to her cheeks. I felt hot around the ears myself. She suppressed her smile, looking away. I took her chin, making her face me. Her eyes were still squeezed shut with her nose scrunched up and I laughed softly. 'Don't laugh, it's embarrassing' she whined.

'There's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're adorable' I stated.

'I'm not'

'Oh you are'

'So not'

'Stop speaking, will you?' I laughed, hesitantly leaning in and placing my lips around hers. She kissed back softly, starting to build confidence. I laughed into the kiss, snaking a hand around her waist and pulling her closer, flush against my body. She hummed, placing her hands on my neck as I swiped my tongue across her lips. She opened her mouth and I slid my tongue in, swirling it around hers. She was letting these little whimpers and hums every time I sucked hard and fuck, my hormones were too awake to put back to sleep.