Call Me Hopeless, But Not Romantic; h.styles

Chapter 18

Harry's POV

Teasingly, I bit at her bottom lip, trapping it between my teeth as I pulled away. She gasped as I made my way across her jaw; arching her neck, she pleaded with me to make my way to places I had not yet reached. I chuckled lowly, knowing just how much impact I was having on her body. Her chest was rising and falling uncontrollably and she was struggling to catch her breath. I sat there watching her in admiration as we both settled ourselves. It was only seconds before she grabbed the back of my neck with her left hand and pulled my face down to hers again. She was acting urgently, as if it was the last five minutes we would ever be allowed to spend together. Her hips pressed into mine, soliciting a needy groan from my lips. I winced as the sudden pain of my bladder brought itself back to mind.

"Jesus Christ, Addie. As much as I'm really fucking enjoying this, and I truly am," I clarified, "I really have to piss." I'll admit, I was whining but with my bladder throbbing the way it was, I knew it would be only a matter of seconds before I wouldn't be able to hold it any longer. I jumped up from my previous position on the couch; Addie was lying on her back with her legs spread apart and I had somehow managed to make my way between them. She leaned up and wiped her mouth before speaking.

"Um, you're gonna have to hold it," her voice sounded panicky and scared, "We're locked together and I'm not ready to watch you take a piss. We just made out for the first time. Tad bit too fast, don't you think?" she raised her eyebrows in questioned, I knew she wasn't looking for an answer though.

"I don't care if it's moving too fast. I really have to fucking piss and if I don't go right now I'm going to end up embarrassing myself," I held my crotch with my freehand and leaned from foot to foot exaggerating my situation. There wasn't much leeway to move around, considering Addie and I were stuck to one another, but I hoped that my movement would break her and that she would just come with me.

"You're coming with me whether it's on your terms or not because I'm about to burst," I warned. She just looked at me with a blank stare. "Alright, you asked for it." I grabbed her right hand in my left, making sure there wouldn't be any strain on the handcuffs that would hurt her, and threw her body over my left shoulder. I locked my right arm around the backs of her legs to make sure she didn't fall during the walk.

I didn't even bother to set her down when we reached the bathroom. I popped the button on my jeans and yanked the zipper down. Addie started squirming on my shoulder and without a single thought, my free hand flew up and smacked her on the ass.

"Hey," I raised my voice, "settle down up there."

"You can't hold me over your shoulder while you're peeing," Addie protested, "you'll make a mess or end up dropping me or something. Put me down," she tried to demand.

"One, I'm not going to make a mess. I am a great aim. Two, I'm not going to drop you, if you hold still," I added with emphasis, "I'm strong enough to hold you. And three, no, I'm not going to put you down. If you wouldn't have fought me and just came along willingly, you wouldn't be slung over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes." By the time I was done voicing my little list, my task had already been finished.

"Well, you can't blame me for trying to be ration-are you already done?" she exclaimed when she heard me tugging my zipper up.

"Um... Yeah, it doesn't take men five minutes to empty their bladders like it does women," I mocked. She clearly wasn't familiar with the man and how quickly they finished.

"You were pissing while you were talking to me? That's disgusting," she seemed utterly re-pulsed by the idea.

"You wouldn't shut up and I had to distract you somehow so I kept talking," I defended. I faintly heard Addie mutter under her breath.