The Counselor (h.s. au)

IV

"Emergency my ass."

I replied, sighing in annoyance. He was very persistant, I had to give him that. But why did he even want me to come over? Wasnt spending 3 hours a day with him enough?

I began to question my sanity as time ticked by, wondering if I really should stop by his house. I shouldnt, it would be completely uncalled for. Right?

I about leaped in the air when my phone buzzed in my lap, quickly unlocking the screen.

"I need to talk. I have to get some stuff off of my mind."

I huffed, typing back. I was his counselor, not his personal conscious. I cant just drop by whenever he wants and tend to his whims. Besides, I havent even been home a mere three hours and he already wants me back over there. I was also skeptical about leaving to go to his place after "kitten" and everything. I dont think that would be very professional for me to go over there in the um... 'state' he is in.

'You just want me over there to fufill your sexual desires, and Im not falling for it.'

I pressed send and grabbed my purse, tightening my jacket around my shoulders. I needed to go to the grocery store.. Harrys shinanigans or not. My phone started buzzing erractically, and I sighed, mentally cursing for not just scolding him and ending the conversation sooner. He was now calling.

"What is it Harry?" I quipped, shuffling around in my purse for my keys.

"Lennon, I need you to come back over now." His deep raspy voice poured from the small microphone, and I got the chills. How did he do that?

"I can't, Harry. Ive got to go to the grocery store. And I would rather not spend my Friday night being harassed. If you want to vent to me, you have all day Monday." I smiled when i heard the familiar jingle of my keys, and pulled them out, stepping out of the door and locking it shut.

"But Im all alone. No Tiffany. And she will be here Monday, so I cant say it." He whimpered, and my heart nearly melted at the adorable sound. "Please." He groaned, and I imagined his pursed lips and frowned eyebrows, running his fingers through his hair in distrought.

I walked out to my car, trying to multitask with the phone pressed between my shoulder and cheek, while right hand shoved the key in the ignition, and the left held my purse in the passengers seat.

"I dont know if thats a good idea. You called me.." I stopped.

"I called you what?" He pressed, and I was becoming red even though I knew he couldnt see me.

"You know." I grunted, and he chuckled over the line, such a beautiful harmony of angels singing, only making it harder not to see him.

"I know Len, Im just messing with you, lighten up." I could practically feel his hot breath fanning my ear, I brought my hand to my cheek and touched it, making sure it was just a figment of my imagination. The car roared to life as I twisted the key, backing out of the parking lot. I tried keeping both hands on the wheel, but this was difficult considering I had a sexually aroused menice on the other side of the phone, pleading me to come over.

I began to scold him, but my tone softened, "Look Harry, I just dont think its a good idea." I sighed into the phone. I heard him whimper, and I couldnt help but think of his frown deepening and his long slender fingers pulling at the back of his hair in frustration. I was snapped from my blissful thoughts when the sound of another car was honking and I realized I had accendently run a red light. I guess Harry had heard the commotion because his tone was frantic.

"Lennon what is going on? Are you okay?!" He practically yelled into my ear as I realized i had made a wrong turn onto the highway. The store was the other way, what am I doing?

"Damnit." I cursed. "Yeah, im fine." I pulled over to the side of the road and laid my head on the steering wheel, trying to collect my thoughts.

"Where are you? Please answer me." Harry continued to ramble on, asking me everything possible.

"Yeah, yeah, im fine. I just got off of highway 170." I gradually began to calm down.

Harrys frantic tone became playful as he sighed in relief and began to chuckle lightly.

"Highway 170? So you were on your way to my house." I had a feeling his smirk was prominent on his face.

Shit. Did I really drive towards harrys house without even knowing it? No, It was just a foolish mistake and I took a wrong turn.. thats all.

"I just took a wrong turn. I didnt mean to take this highway." My voice lowered. Probably out of shame.

"Mhmm," He hummed sarcastically. "So you'll be here shortly then?"

I could feel my anger boiling inside me, but I knew he wouldnt leave me alone until I came over, and I was already half way there, I might as well save gas.

"Your ass better be fucking ready when I get there." I snapped, hanging up on him. I floored the gas and sped off towards his house, my fingers tightly gripping the steering wheel.

Youve got tricks up your sleeve, Styles? Well so do I.

***

"Well you look stunning." He greeted me sarcastically and I narrowed my eyes and smiled which caused him to chuckle playfully.

"Look, I can only stay for an hour or so, so you better start talking." I made myself comfortable on the couch, and he plopped down next to me. I was still wearing my attire from earlier so I made sure to keep my skirt pulled down.

"Okay that's fine," He snickered. "Can you do me a favor first?"

I was caught off guard with the question and narrowed my eyes questionably.

"Yes..."

"I have this really dry patch of skin on my back, do you think you could put lotion on it?" His eyes glimmered with sin and I knew what he was up to.

"Ohh no, no, no. Nice try Styles." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Len please! I can't reach it and it's really uncomfortable." He playfully pouted his bottom lip and widened his emerald eyes.

"No." I shook my head not giving in to his unbelievably cute demeanor.

"Len, I will answer any questions you have.." He smiled, and I tried not to smile back. Damn him.

"Give me the damn lotion. But if you try anything-"

"I won'tttt." he smiled, and I rolled my eyes.

I spread the substance on my palms and pressed them cooly to his back. I took deep breaths as I rubbed it into his skin, feeling each of his rigid back bones and his flexed muscles.

"A little higher." He rasped, and I giggled, working my hands further up his spine.

"Fuck, right there." He tilted his head back towards me and my hands were literally trembling in his wake. He was doing this on purpose, he was causing me to think of him in such a sinful way.

"I-I think it's all rubbed in." I stammered, cheeks flushed nervously.

"Ah thank you." He spun around placing his hands on my hips and looking down into my eyes, a malicious smirk prominent on his features.

I cleared my throat and pushed my hands against his chest slightly.

"Ok time to answer questions." I smiled and he grunted in annoyance.

Ok so this chapter is kinda a filler bc I had writers block and I've just been super busy! ): but tell me what you think! Constructive criticism is always needed (;