murder || harry lewis

seven

harry leant down to kiss me, pulling me to lay on his chest, "i can't sleep, and i knew you were awake too." he mumbled against my lips.

i smirked, sitting up so that i was straddling him, his hands trailing up my thighs, reaching the hem of his shirt that i was wearing, and he pulled it over my head without hesitation.

i traced my hands over his already-bare chest, harry's fingers delicately and easily unclipping my bralette and tossing it to the floor.

i leant down and softly pressed my lips to harry's again, pulling away after just a moment to look into his eyes, before he gently pulled my face down to meet his once more.

we continued to kiss until we were both naked and harry flipped us over again, peppering kisses along my jaw, causing me to smile.

pressing another short kiss to my lips, harry mumbled, "are you ready?" into my neck, where his face stayed as i nodded.

"i love you, i love you, i love you." harry smiled, both of our breathing heavy, as he decided to lay on top of me.

"you're so childish." i giggled, gently ruffling his hair.

"a childish murderer." he lightly bit the skin on my neck.

i nodded with a sleepy grin and he got off me, instead laying on his side with his arms around my waist, where we stayed as we fell asleep like that a short while later.

i picked up the pistol from my bottom draw, hidden underneath my clothes, and tucked it into my bomber jacket inside pocket as i went downstairs and locked my front door, going to my car, before driving back to harry's apartment--he was at work, and i'd just been home to pick up some necessities.

"hello again, princess." i heard as i stepped out of my car and began walking back to the apartment block, only to be met once again, with one of the gang members.

"only you this time?" i scoffed with a smirk, continuing to walk.

"yeah, well, i figured i could take you on my own." he scoffed, walking slightly behind me.

"you sure?" i rolled my eyes and he nodded.

out of the corner of my eye, i noticed him prepare to lunge, giving me time to grab the pistol.

"you're too clumsy." i mumbled, before hitting him on the side of the head with the butt of the pistol, leaving him to swear and clutch his head. "i don't think you were sure." i found myself chuckling as i slipped the gun back into my pocket, grateful that no one was around, and continued back to harry's apartment.