Fat girl worries

Chapter Seven

I honestly have no idea how I got home, after following Harry down the road I saw him turn into I lost sight of his tail lights and just continued down that road. I probably walked for an hour before I saw the familiar neon light of a small pub that was close to our house, walking faster.

Relieve washed over me as I walked up the drive way, glaring at Harry's car. I reached to open the door and a swear word escaped my mouth when the door was locked. I didn't have my key with me because I left with Harry.

I walked around the house to where I knew his window was and picked up a few pieces of gravel, throwing one at the window. I picked up a few more and chucked the whole hand. Finally I saw his lamp go on and a shadow move to the window. 

It was probably just the light on his face but I swear her was relieved when he saw me. He opened the window and leaned out, he didn't have a shirt on and my eyes moved over his tattoos. "What the fuck are you doing?" He questioned. "Unlock the door, asshole." he disappeared into his room and  I moved to the front of the house. The door clicked and then he opened it.

His green eyes stared at me, I was a complete mess. Sweating, dried up tears on my cheeks, feet were killing me. "Are you okay?" He asked, stepping towards me. I scoffed, "What do you think?" I questioned, irritated. "Look, I'm sorry I left you there, I shouldn't have left you." My arms moved the cover my chest, trying to shy away from his green eyes.

His hand moved through his long locks and I watched as his muscles flexed underneath the tattoos. "I'm sorry I kissed you, and I'm sorry your mom forced you to take me with you. I know you don't like me so, yeah." My voice was small as I looked away from him. My body stiffened when he stepped closer to me.

"I do like you, you just irritate me sometimes." I still couldn't look at him. "Yeah, I tend to irritated a lot of people." he reached up to cup my face, making me look at him. His thumb traced over my cheek, scooping up a stray tear. My head relaxed into his big hand, it rough on my soft skin. I was so tired that I
 closed my eyes. His body now even closer to mine. his heat radiating off him and into my cold body.

His hand moved from my cheek to the back of my head, fingers tangling into my hair, grabbing at the roots, I gasped and my eyes flew open and I stared up at him, he was looking down at me with hooded eyes, the green so dark it looked black.

I couldn't help but moan as his grip tightened and he moved my head the way he wanted to, my mouth a little open as I stared at him, my body tingling with anticipation.

Suddenly he attacked my mouth, lips smashing against mine as his hand still tightly grabbed my hair. All self control left me when his tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring my mouth. He moaned when my hands gripped onto his shoulders, pulling him now completely against me, moving over his shoulders to his neck.

It was an angry make out sesh, both of us fighting to take control, but when his other hand grabbed onto my hips, moving to the small of my back and then down to grab my ass I knew I lost. He was now in full control as my mouth followed him, tongue moved where his wanted me to go.

I pulled away to breathe when his hand guided my head to the side, opening my neck so he had full view of it. His movements were sloppy as he kissed down my neck, small wet kisses over my collarbones. I was a mess when he sucked down onto a sensitive spot and moans escaped my mouth. His hand was gripping so hard if he had to pull away now he'd take a chunk of hair with it.