That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Seventy-Three

Chapter Seventy-Three

* D a r c y *

We arrived at the back of the Sears entrance that read 'Employee's Only' and I remember just yesterday when I walked through those doors. To my surprise, I remember the first person who came into my path, the path that was once clear and white with pedals of flowers of sugar coated happiness surrounded me. (A/N: This is by far the weirdest thing I have ever written! Pedal of flowers? Sugar coated happiness! Imma leave it there LOL) We headed out the door of the car into the shivering weather that made me want to cuddle against Harry's warmth even thought he had light meat in his body. He turned to me, gave me the biggest smile. "Remember?" He sighs afterwards, pointing at the wall next to the door where he pushed me multiple of times.

"You might have left but, the memories are still here." I weakly smiled, walking over to him. The feeling of his arms hugged me from the side, making butterflies fly if it were forever. My head lays on the side of his shoulder, then rolled over to the front side of him. Then my hand reached up to hug his neck, he looked at my lips and I looked at his.

They were so perfectly outline, as if God made his lips in the perfect matter to fit him. They looked heart-shaped and always so pink. Even if they were dry, they'd be the pinkest I'd see. The feel of these lips were so unbelievably warm, soft, and lusciously smooth. His taste is neutral but with his constant mints or gum chewing made the taste always so fresh.

I took my finger, my silly curious hands, up to his cheeks that were relatively slim that created a small cheeky bump revealing no chubbiness when he smiled. My hand poked his dimples, giggling a little, then looked straight at those lips that I admire. It seemed like I was in an experiment that was extremely important that I needed to find out. I leaned in slowly, looking at Harry's reaction every time my head got a little closer. He closed his eyes only waiting for the impact to happen, yes, impact because every time we kiss, we feel some sort of explosion. I heard him gulp, and gently set my lips place on top of his with a rush of electricity rushing into the spread with the feel of it. My hand clawed his coat in the middle opening, drawing him closer to me. He began to move his lips, then broke away when we heard footsteps.

I wiped my lips as a fast reaction without thinking, then turned to the back door.

"I saw that." Harry made me look at him, forcing my head in front of his. He smirked with a devilish look in his eyes. "Do you fucking wipe my kiss---my saliva?" Oh his dirty words, but it made me scared to answer.

Before I answer, his lips again, so forcefully, so longingly moved on mine. He slightly made it messy but gentle. Quick... then slow... Very slow. When he pulled away, opening our eyes at the same time, and noticed that he created a streak of saliva part away with us.

He looked at me, waiting what I'd do next. It made me feel uneasy with his green eyes just staring mainly on my lips. Innocently, I rubbed them together. Harry gulped then weakly smiled.

"Don't wipe wipe away my kiss, Mary." He kisses my forehead, letting it linger. "You absolutely know that." I actually considered wiping it all the time he kisses me like that all the time.

We turned totally forgetting the footsteps we heard a little while ago. No one was there, but I looked up to Harry, "Let's go."

As soon as I opened the door, we heard an ocean filled of conversations. Just a little more steps as we'd be visible to the co-workers eyes. As e entered, they all noticed, widening their eyes at Harry's special appearance.

"Dar-" Froze a voice behind me.

Bonnie, in a beautiful red long sleeved dress that fit her wonderfully well. She was so thin that I saw her hip bones peak out. I noticed her eyes weren't even on me but on Harry. So, I focused on Harry who wasn't even looking at her.