(A/N: I’m sorry about the last chapter, it was pretty short and stupid but I hope ya’ll liked it anyway, I really am trying my best to fit this story into my schedule. So I’m happy that so many people are reading my story. It truly is heart warming. I don’t know if I can do daily updates but I can do long ones and I’m doing everything in my power for this story so I’m really sorry for those who are complaining.)
The songs I listened to were;
Let her go by Passenger
Miss Jackson by Panic! At the disco ft. Lolo
This is gospel by Panic! At the disco
Counting stars by One Republic
Heart ache on the big screen by 5SOS
And
She looks so perfect acoustic by 5SOS
Please keep sending me songs, I truly am loving these requests. I have to thank this girl named “Jessamine” who gave me Panic! At the disco songs, they are an interesting band. I’m going to listen more to them, thanks.
Chapter 14
Elle’s P.O.V.
I woke up with Harry snoring beneath me. His arms still hugging me in his protective shell as if it were our last moments together.
“Are you awake?” I ask him, knowing that he was probably still sleeping. It’s just that I’m clingy.
As I suspected, he doesn’t answer me.
I couldn’t help but feel such warmness concaving in between us. I look down and my eyes go wide, we were both naked and there was absolutely nothing in between. As crazy as this may sound, the sight of our bodies mashed together was fascinating.
My mind crunches up and in seconds my hands are tracing the ink on Harry’s tattoos. No matter how many times I see them, they will always tend to reel me in. I normally didn’t like guys with tattoos but with Harry, it was extremely hard to resist. It was like a drug to me.
My hands continue to trace the black ink all over his torso, stopping sometimes to rest my palm fully onto his bare skin. My eyes were glistering with lust. Even whilst he was sleeping he was absolutely breathe-taking. I didn’t see how this was possible, but just staring at him during his slumber made my tummy turn.
A soft moan escapes Harry’s mouth once my fingers brush to the bottom of his belly, his moans were music to my ears. I let out a giggle and continue to trace down the newly found spot; just at the bottom of his tummy. More moans escape his lips—pleased with his reaction, I place my hand lower, starring at his face to see his expression. His eyes shut harder and a load moan comes bursting out his mouth and in seconds, his eyes open wide.
“Babe?” he softens once he sees me.
“Yes?” I hiss—pulling my hand away.
“What was that?” He asks, clearly amused. His hands travel from my bare back to my thighs; my body instantly ignites at his warm touch.
“Nothing.” I blush.
Harry begins to rub at my thighs and I can feel my whole body inflaming. My stomach is twirling and my brain is going bonkers.
“Really Elle?” he teases me.
I swat his shoulder and prompt myself up so I am straddling his waist, he was rock hard for me and I didn’t know why because we haven’t even done anything.
“You feel that don’t you?” he seductively coos, his eyes never leaving me.
“yeah,” I answer quickly and turn away—embarrassment all over my face.
