Dare

Chapter 39

| Thirty Nine |

My eyes open to a blur, taking them a few minutes for them to adjust. I fling my legs over the bed, flashbacks of last night appear in my head as I look down to see Harry's top. The smell of Harry's cologne still lingered on his shirt, leaving his scent. I loved it.

I pass the door, aware the house was muted. I quietly tip-toe to the door, trying not to make alot of sound as I have to pass Harry's room to go downstairs. I can't help but peak in where Harry's door is slightly opened. I can't really see him under all the covers. However, the wooden floor was no help to me. When I had thought I had passed Harry's room without waking him, a sound of a voice echoes the still and silent house making me stop in my tracks.

"Where are you going," A male voice says huskily.

I sigh. I walk back and lean on the wooden frame.

"How did you know? I was quiet," I smirk.

He lifts his head up, welcomed to Harry's messy hair all over the the place and his dimples appearing as he smiles.

"I just know," He smirks.

I roll my eyes.

"How long were you up for? Just doing nothing?"

"Enough time to keep myself happy," he smirks, winking.

I pause and soon realise what he meant and pull a face.

"Are you serious?"

He bursts out laughing as I stand there unamused.

"I'm playing, I wouldn't do that..."

I raise an eye brow.

"...not when you're here." he adds whilst smirking.

He pauses, looking me up and down.

"Only if I'm able to..." he says whilst biting his lip.

He watches me as my eyes widen causing him to laugh.

"Harry ugh," I chuckle.

"I can't help it if your here turning me on and you know, you're not going to do it for me so I..."

"Stop."

I hear him laugh loudly again, shutting his eyes tight and leaning his head back clearly amused.

"I love your reactions," he says as he calms down.

I roll my eyes but smile.

Harry looked quite cute, his curls were pointing in different directions.

"Come here," Harry says.

"I don't know if I want to after what you just said," I chuckle.

He smirks. "I won't do anything,"

I hesitate but walk over to him. His arms slither around my waist and pulls me onto the space on the bed next to him. He tilted his head slightly, looking at me, as we leaned on the head board of the bed.

"What?" I ask.

"Maybe—" He says soon after and chuckles.

"You better not say what I think you're going to say," I laugh.

He smiles at me to see me laughing this time.

"The sheets are clean don't worry,"

He laughs again.

I roll my eyes.

I go to get out but he grabs my arm and pulls me back as we both laugh. My head rests back and he sits up over me. He rests one hand on my thigh whilst with the other one he places on the headboard next to my head so I was trapped.

He leaned into me and began kissing down my neck.

"You're not getting away from me baby," he whispers. "After all, I'm sure you won't care about the dirty things I've done on here when we're doing it ourselves."

I bite my lip.

"You're always sexually frustrated, aren't you," I chuckle.

"Very much," he says, his eyes falling to my lips.

"Well go out and find someone, I'm sure you have many to choose from," I laugh.

"I want only you." he says huskily.

He shuts his eyes and leans into my neck, groaning quietly into my neck as try to ignore the thought of what he's thinking about.

I push him back and laugh.

"Harry," I laugh.

He rolls his eyes and sits up.

"Look at what you're doing to me babe." He says whilst shutting his eyes.

"I feel so special," I say sarcastically.

He rolls his eyes.

"Only you. I've never wanted to press my body against someone this badly. Fuck. I want to feel myself inside of you, hear you..." he mumbles whilst letting his finger run up and down my bare thigh, grabbing onto my panties.

"Harry," I whisper.

He leans back into my neck, leaving sloppy kisses.

"Baby," he groans.

I let my head fall back whilst I feel his touch.

His hands grab onto my chest as his face moves down to my thighs.

"Harry." I moan.

His kisses get closer and closer before I stop him.

"Another time Harry," I breathe.

He comes up from the covers and smiles.

"Ok baby."

I smile.

My breathing hitches as his lips were inches apart from mine.

"Anyway, I really should get going." I say.

He groans, but regardless, leans into my neck and feel his hot breath tickling me.

He scrapes his lip up my neck to my cheek and kisses it. "Ok."

I smile, pushing him off me and forcing myself up. I run to my room, picking up my clothes from yesterday and changing into them. I had to forget the way Harry was making me feel right now.

I look up to go to Harry but he surprised me by already being there.

"Harry," I shout.

"I just couldn't help myself," He smirks seductively.

Once again, I tried my best to ignore him. The thought of how I still wasn't sure about what Harry and I were crossed my mind.

I sigh. "Here's your shirt back,"

"Keep it," He smiles.

I smile. "Thanks,"

I bite my lip.

"Anyway, I better go," I walk past him but hesitate.

"Thanks again Harry," I place a soft kiss on his cheek and leave.