The Beautiful Disaster(Harry Styles)

Hands to myself

  come on give me a taste
Of what it's like to be next to you
Won't let one drop go to waste
You're metaphorical gin and juice.

Warning this part contains mature contents.

*Laila's point of view*

I washed my face and dried it with a towel, my reflection in the mirror looks a bit different, I have dark circles but there is glow on my skin. Its just me, no make up on.

"You look better without mascara, you know" , I found a  smiling Harry leaned on the door frame , his tall image shadowing me.

"And why is that"

"Cause when it gets smudged on your face , you look like the clown from IT"

I placed a hand on my chest and pretended to be offended, I charged towards him, but he caught me by the wrist and pushed me against the wall.

I leaned in closer and whispered in his ears"You look better without your shirt on"

"oohh , I didn't know there was something like that , behind  all that innocent face" he pulled me closer,  took my one hand and started to place gentle kisses on my knuckles, I can't help but laugh.

"Hey you ruining the romantic mood", his hands not leaving mine.

"Am I?"

He was about to whine when I crashed my lips to his,  he was taken aback, but soon took control as he pushed his body forward, slamming me in the wall again. His tongue was seeking permission to slip in, and I granted it.

My hands got tangled around his neck and his roaming on my body, like discovering every part,  when ever he touches my sweet spot,  a moan escape my lips and a smirk appears on his lips.

His right hand, which had a lot of rings in it, started to make circles on my waist line, then he stopped and looked me in the eye,  like asking for some sort of permission, I replied by connecting our lips again and giving a small bite on his lower lip.

His large hand slipped in my shorts, when the cold metal came in contact with my skin, it send shivers down me,  but soon the warmth of his finger tip relaxed me, it was like I never felt before.

He started to rub against my center sending the wave of pleasure through me,  my breathing got caught in the throat, when his finger slid inside me,  my hands gripped his hairs, the feeling was overwhelming.
 
Suddenly I felt a pang of pain in my body,  but with all of this sensations through me it was hard to tell which part was hurting, then it got all clear,  it was my leg.

"Ow!"
"OMG,  Laila did I hurt you ?" He said stepping away from me There was concern and regret in his eyes, I quickly pulled him close"Oh, No you didn't , It was my leg"

He took a breath of relief,  "Jesus,  I thought I....... "

"shh... I guess we both need a little rest,  lot has happened in this past couple of hours "

"Yeah, I think the same, I should leave now"

I don't want him to leave but, I need to,  I only nodded he placed a small kiss on my forehead and bid me good bye.

After Harry left, I crashed on my sofa,  my lids getting heavy,  when I was just about to doze off I heard the most irritating sound in the world,  my phones ringtone.

A/N- Sorry guys late update and short chapter, I am gonna post soon.