Both me and Harry were soaked due to the rain that still continued to bang against every surface, so I just pushed Harry inside my house when he started to protest.
"Ella I have a car downstairs. I'll just drive to my house." He said when I closed the door and took of my soaked coat.
"You. Are. Staying. Here. And that was not an offer" I said trying to sound exactly like him when he kindly communicated that I was staying at his place.
"Oh trying to pull out the dirt now, aren't we?" Harry laughed at me and took of his black coat. I took it from him and took it to the bathroom.
"I'll bring you something to change into" I yelled from the bathroom.
"Ella. I'm not sure if you're aware, but I'm not familiar with wearing bra, or lacy lingerie" I smacked my forehead at his stupidity.
"Of course you dumbo. It's just that I prefer to sleep in male boxers and I love my comfy t-shirts which are way oversized, so they should fit. Anything else you want to ask? Maybe if I plan on dressing you up as one of Victoria's Secret models?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I think I don't have any more questions" he said and rested his body against the door frame of my bathroom.
"Great" I exclaimed and tugged on his hand to follow me to my bedroom. Ugh. Those cold hands. Like I wasn't cold enough. When we entered my bedroom I quickly pulled a pair of Top Man boxers for him and a big stripped shirt. Also from Top Man. A small smile lingered on his lips.
"I see you like stripes" he commented.
"My dad loved them. Stripes remind me of him. I remember one time my mum wore a stripped shirt. They had silent days for a week. Later I found out that my father was just mad at her because in his opinion he had the only right to wear stripes. You could say he was bonkers when it comes to those" I finished, gesturing to the lines of red on clothes I just handed Harry.
There was a short silence, before Harry started taking of his wet clothing.
"Are you really going to change in front of me?" I asked with genuinely worried expression.
"Well there isn't a part of my body that you haven't seen....or touched" he said with a smirk plastered to his face. I took the nearest thing I found, which happened to be a pillow and threw it at him.
"That's not funny! Stop laughing!" I exclaimed.
"Ok, ok. I won't" he said with a straight face. But it was soon gone, because both myself and him burst out laughing.
"More undressing, less laughing" I scolded.
"Eager much I see" There he goes again.
"Stop it! I didn't mean it like that!" I hit his shoulder, but it seemed to hurt more me than him. Harry on the other hand seemed to have the time of his life.
"Could you please stop making innuendos and dress into dry clothes, because you are soaked and you are also wetting my carpet" I said, and I could already see what was coming, before he even opened his mouth to say something. "Don't. Just don't" I said and turned around to give him some privacy, that's when I heard a deep chuckle. I waited a good five minutes and Harry still hadn't said if I could turn back around. I was about to do it but a pair of strong arms wrapped itself around my waist and I felt minty breath on my neck.
"You can look now" he whispered into my ear. At that moment my whole body shuddered. He left a delicate kiss on my skin, and than another until, his lips were sucking on it. I could already see the size of the hickey that he was forming there. "That's for you to remember this moment" he whispered again. I needed to snap out of this trance.
"I'll um...take your clothes to the bathroom" I said and untangled myself from his grip. My skin felt as if it was on fire. Oh Harry. The things you do to me.
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Dark side of light
Fanfiction'Ple-please...dd-don't hurt me' I whispered weakly, but got no response. The last thing I remember was seeing a pair of dark eyes staring down at me sternly. Than I lost the battle with my exhausted body and slipped of the state of consciousness.
