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“Close your eyes.” Harry whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear. I smiled and closed them slowly, biting my lip as I felt his hand graze over the side of my exposed hip, gently drawing circles around it as it moved on my stomach. His had slowly slid down until it reached the spot I was waiting for him to touch. The warmth of his hand made my breathing heavier, both my hands were clenched into fists and nearly strangling the duvet cover.

“Sshh, relax baby.” The soft tone of his voice and the touch of his lips on the edge of my ear made me calm down, yet there was still excitement and pleasure inside me waiting for that satisfaction.

His fingers drew smaller circles on the edge of my most sensitive part, goosebumps creeping up my skin. As he slid his fingers inside me, I moaned loud and he was clearly amused by my reaction.

His fingers dug deeper inside and I squeezed his arm, my fingernails making deep red marks on his tan skin. As he stopped and slowly slid his fingers away, I sighed deeply and he cradled me in his arms.

“How’d it feel?” He asked.

“You incredible little fuck.” I chuckled, trying to catch my breath.

***

“Do I look alright in this dress?” I asked Harry, looking from the reflection of the mirror in front of me.

“Do you really want me to answer that, honey?”

Harold!!”

“Of course you do! You look good in anything! But you look better wearing nothing at all, darling.” His cheeky remark made me giggle as I carelessly removed the tight silky red dress and threw it at his face.

I unhooked my bra and two callous hands slid around my waist, the mop of curls tickling the side of my face as he planted kisses all over my neck. “Can’t you go to the party naked instead?” He joked and pulled me closer.

“Well wouldn’t that tempt the other boys? You wouldn’t have me to yourself.” I winked, grabbing his hands and placing them on the side of my breasts. “Make the most out of this moment, we can’t be together the whole night.”

“Good point.” He crashed his lips on mine and massaged his fingers around the edge of my breasts, my hand grabbing hold of his crotch and doing the same.

I pulled away and wore Harry’s loose blue hoodie laying on the ground and sat on his bed, “Do you even have a gift for Sean yet?” I asked.

“He’s turning 19, a bottle of his favorite vodka will do. How about you? You’re the little sister, after all.” He chuckled lightly.

“I bought him an electronic cigarette.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah! I’m trying to protect his and my lungs, just so you know!?”

Harry laughed his way the bed and wrapped his arm around me, “We better get ready then.”

***

Can’t wait to see my beautiful girlfriend .xx

I smiled to myself when I read Harry’s short message.

“Jess? Are you ready to go?” Sean asked from outside the bathroom door.

“Yeah, I’ll be right out!” I fluffed my newly curled hair, added a little more blush on my cheeks and pulled the neckline of my dress a little lower.

We reached the club and a crowd of people shouting Sean’s name pushed me aside. A bottle of champagne was popped as Happy Birthday’s echoed through the private venue.

I walked over to the empty bar and ordered a drink, the crowd still going crazy in Sean’s direction and I chuckled, knowing that Sean invited more than half of his school.

“Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?” A familiar husky voice whispered in my ear. I jumped when I saw Harry, “What are you doing here? We can’t be seen together!” I panicked.

“Don’t worry, he won’t see us. He’s too distracted over there.” Harry pursed his lips, asking for a kiss and I looked left and right, hoping Sean wouldn’t see me. I gave him a quick kiss, but his teeth bit my bottom lip, keeping our lips locked. I pulled away and pushed his chest, “Stop, Harry. We can’t do this right now.”

He sighed and nodded, placing his hands in his pockets and slowly walked away. He looked back and smiled at me, and I automatically smiled back.

“Jess!!” Reese’s squeaky voice shouted from behind me, Louis holding her by the waist. She approached and gave me a tight hug, Louis giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“This place is amazing!! Have you met the DJ!?” Reese asked, excitement building up in her voice.

I searched for the DJ booth, only to find an empty spot and recorded music playing in the background. “But there’s no-” I was cut off when I saw a man standing in front of me, deep hazel eyes and a perfectly done quiff made my mouth hung open.

“This is Zayn Malik, the club’s best DJ.” Reese said as Zayn offered a hand for me to shake. His hand was warm and soft, the type you wanna hold hands with while you’re walking in the park, eating ice cream and enjoying the heat of the sun.

I shook my head and snapped back to reality, but I was still speechless. My eyes were locked on his, and his pearly whites nearly blinded me.

“Y-you have nice teeth.” I blurted out. Shit, here I go again.

“Thanks babe, what’s your name?” His strong British accent made my heart beat faster.

“Her name’s Jessie, but you can call her Jess.” Reese saved me.

He smiled again, “I’ll see you later, Jess.”

So maybe I had a crush on the DJ, that’s no big deal right?

***

The night went by fast and before you know it, everyone was tipsy and grinding on the dance floor. The loud music echoed in my ears and I carelessly danced by myself. My arms and hips swayed along with the beat, seeing glimpses of Reese, Louis and a few other people I knew did the same.

Hands suddenly slid around my waist, I was too intoxicated to see who it really was. But my mind was set on one curly-haired boy, I was expecting him to dance with me anyway. I turned around and crashed my lips on his as I wrapped my arms around his neck, and slowly moved it towards his hair. That’s when I realized that it wasn’t who I thought it would be.

The kiss felt different, the taste of his mouth and touch of his lips were new. The curls weren’t there, just finely waxed black strands tangled between my fingers.

Shit. I pushed the man away and rubbed my eyes, Zayn stood inches away from me, shocked at the sudden rejection. I immediately looked for Harry, but he was already on his way out of the bar…

With a blonde-haired girl holding tightly on his arm.

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