MR STYLES (one direction fanfiction)

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Chapter 14

“I think we should put your clothes back on.”, Harry smiled.

“Y-yeah.”, I stuttered my cheeks flushing.

“Don´t be embarrassed.”, Harry said caressing my cheek. I nodded and he carefully sat me down on an old office chair which was probably sorted out. He grabbed my panties and put my ankles through the wholes. I tried to get up to pull them up, but my legs were still shaky. Harry grabbed my waist to help me stand.

“Let me do this.”, he smiled and pulled up my panties.

“H-harry I can do this m-myself.”, I stuttered embarrassed.

“Obviously not.”, he smirked and kissed my forehead. I crossed my arms annoyed and he cooed at me.

“Aaw.. honey.”, he poked my cheek.

“Stop that.”, I tried to hide my smile. Harry grinned at me and started to tickle my sides.

“H-harry.”, I giggled, trying to push his arms away.

“Yes?”, he asked dumb.

“S-stop t-that.”, I chuckled.

“You want me to stop?”, he grinned.

“Y-es p-please.”, I laughed.

“Kiss me.”, he said softly and I pressed my lips against his. Harry stopped tickling me and moved his arms around my waist pressing our bodies together. When we pulled away I looked up at him smiling. He smiled down at me and pressed my head against his chest stroking my hair. I closed my eyes and inhaled his masculine scent. I could´ve stand there like this for longer, but after a while I shivered cause it was quite cold and I still was only in my panties.

“You´re cold?”, Harry asked rubbing my thighs to warm me up.

“A bit.”, I said and he chuckled.

“A bit? You have goosebumps on your whole body.”, he said worried. Harry grabbed my trousers and I shivered at the sudden loss of warmth Harry was giving me. He hold my shorts and signalized me to step inside. I did and he pulled my trousers up closing the button and the zipper.

“Your shoes.”, he smiled handing me my shoes.

“Thanks.”, I said still shivering while I slipped into my converse.

“You´re still shivering, I´ll give you my jumper.”, he said and walked outside the wall cupboard into the classroom.

“No Harry it´s ok.”, I protested and looked up to the clock hanging on the wall.

“Shit!”, I cursed.

“What?”, Harry asked confused and looked up to the clock as well.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”, I cursed again. “Lunch is already over and the next lesson started 15 minutes ago!”, I said nervously grabbing my bag.

“Si calm down. I´ll give you a pass. Say that you had to talk to me cause of a project. We used this excuse yesterday as well, remember?”, Harry asked rubbing my back.

“Here and take this.”, he smiled handing me his sweater, while he scribbled my excuse on a piece of paper.

“I don´t need this.”, I protested again.

“Take it.”, he softly pressed my arms against my stomach and smiled down at me.

“Ok.” , I said pulling his sweater over my head. Harry grabbed the bands of the sweater in his hands and twisted them between his fingers, pulling me closer to him.