When tragedy strikes and Harry's world destroyed in a single night he finds himself in a downward spiral of substance abuse. After years of struggling, his family finally convinces him to seek help.
While on his road to recovery he meets Imog...
Harry was awkwardly shuffling around me, it was actually kind of adorable not gonna lie.
"Stop laughing at me." He pouts.
"Then actually dance with me."
"Let me get rid of this jacket." He said before jogging back to the table. After taking off his jacket my mouth goes dry as he rolls his sleeves up exposing his smooth tanned skin and tattoos.
Tonight's gonna be a good good night.
"If you keep looking at me like that you're going to end up bent over the bar." Harry whispers in a low tone after walking back over.
"Well then everyone in the club will know I'm not wearing anything underneath this dress." I reply wrapping my arms around his shoulders.
"Fuck I should of wore other pants." Harry mumbles as his hands go to my hips.
It took a song or two for us to relax into a rhythm, "Shape Of You" comes and feeling the beat I pull Harry impossibly close as our bodies work together. He licks his lips as he watches my body roll into his.
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Ok maybe this whole no panty thing was a mistake.... But the look on his face right now tells me it wasn't.
"I love this song." I gush as "Slow Hands" comes on. Harry grips my hips tighter and kisses me passionately."See, who needs alcohol to have fun?" I pull away and whisper before turning my back to him.
Hooking my arm back around his neck I roll my body back into his as his fingertips dig into my hips. Harry attaches his lips to my shoulder then he licks and nibbles up my neck to my earlobe causing me to moan softly. His heavy breath tickles my neck as I feel him harden against me.
After a few songs he spins me so I'm facing him, pulls he against his body gripping my ass. One of his hands drops down my thigh and pulls my leg up to his waist increasing the pressure between up as his lips crash down against mine feverishly.
Harry's fingers slip underneath my dress and brush against my soaken core causing me to moan into his lips. My body is overwhelmed with pleasure from the delicious pressure from his arousal as well as his fingers teasing my slit.
Our lips break away as we both struggle to catch our breath. "I erm, I need to use the bathroom." Harry says running his hands through his hair.
"Ok, I'm going to get some water. I'll meet you at the table?" I reply breathlessly and Harry nods in agreement.
"Could I get two waters?" I ask the bartender.
"Sure thing sweetheart, I'll bring them over to your table." he responds with a sleazy smile.
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Harry's POV~
I jizzed my pants.... I fucking jizzed my mother fucking pants.
This totally isn't my fault.
Right?
Gen has been teasing me so fucking much, her moaning with her body pressed against mine and I come in my pants like a fucking school boy.
I should of worn other pants, these give no forgiveness for swollen groins.
Sighing I clean up the mess I had made in my boxers before sliding them back up. Looking up at myself in the mirror I look nothing like I did two months ago. My long curls now short looking freshly fucked, my body stronger and more fit then ever and then my smile. A real genuine smile sits upon my face.
After splashing some water on my face and smoothing my hair back out I walk into the club and see Gen across the room. A man walks over with two glasses of water, he slips a pill in one and hands it to Gen. I start yelling at her not to drink it but she can't hear me over the music, by the time I run over there she had already drank it.
A loud growl rips from my lungs as I grab the man and pin him against the wall. "What the fuck did you give her?" I seethe through gritted teeth.
"I don't know what you're talking about man." The douchebag denies.
"I saw you drop a pill into her water you fucking bastard, what did you give her?" I roared.
