Tempting Styles

Chapter Nineteen

*Harry's pov*

I stood there in the dim light as I watched Dru run away from me. I knew I was supposed to chase after her, stop her and pick up where we had left off, but I was paralyzed from shock. So I just stood there as she disappeared in the dark streets. I unconsciously raised my hand and touched my tingling lips, swollen from our intense kiss. Wow, I thought, it was amazing. She had done what I had wanted to do the whole night: she had grabbed me and kissed me until I felt dizzy from lack of oxygen. I smirked against my fingers as I thought about it well and realized that I would've never expected Dru to do something like that, not that I minded! Nope, I most definitely did not mind even one bit. That kiss was so much better than the one in my dream and Dru was such a good kisser that I didn't want the kiss to end. But why did she run away from me? Did she not like the kiss as much as I did? I wondered. I brushed that thought away after I remembered the noise she had made, and that was definitely a moan of pleasure. My smirk grew larger as I realized I could make her moan and I felt a sense of satisfaction. Even though she ran away, at least she liked the kiss.

I felt something buzz in my pocket and pulled out my phone. I checked the text message:

~I'm heading home, Liam and Niall are coming over! Lou x.~

I knew I needed to talk to someone about what had just happened and decided to head home myself. I broke out of my paralysis and started walking as I tried to remember where my car was. I soon remembered I came in the Limo and decided to walk home, as it wasn't too far from where I was. I hurried across the dark streets, not wanting to forget the details - even though I didn't think that I would any time soon - of what had happened before I told the boys, and finally arrived at my apartment. I let myself in and headed for the living room where I knew I would find Liam, Niall and Lou.

"I snogged Dru!" I blurted as I stepped into the room and found them sitting on the sofa munching on some left over pizza from the night before.

"Ahhh! Yes!" Louis said with a huge smile on his face as he jumped to his feet and patted me on the shoulder. "Finally!"

I scowled at him and turned to Liam and Niall, who seemed to be having a more normal reaction. "Actually she kissed me, but I had wanted to the whole night." I explained.

"So why do you look so worried?" Liam wondered coolly.

"Yea, bro you looked like you saw a ghost. Why?" Niall questioned in between bites.

"Because, right after she kissed me into hyperventilation, she ran away!" I exclaimed feeling agitated and confused. I knew I sounded like a 10 year whining when I voiced my thoughts but I didn't care. I needed to let out my frustration and the boys were going to have to deal with it.

"Please, please tell me you ran after her Haz?" Louis asked while I tried to avoid eye contact with him because I knew he would kill me after finding out that I hadn't actually done so.

"Uhh...." I trailed off scratching the back of my neck. "I might not have..."

I finally made eye contact, which was a bad idea since he was giving me the 'are you actually kidding me' look. "Oh my god Harry, you need to grow a pair of balls, seriously!" he scolded me, pointing his finger at me.

"In my defense, I was in shock! She kissed me out of nowhere - not that I mind - and it surprised me even more when she ran away so I just kinda... stood there." I started off with a defensive tone, but by the end of the sentence I was back to whining.

"So basically, you're worried because you like her and she kissed you, but you don't know how she feels because she ran off?" Liam guessed, still keeping his voice calm as Louis was back to his normal self; jumping around and making dumb little comments like 'he's whipped!'.