Mr. Styles

Dexter

Because I want to come inside of you. That pretty little mouth of yours." He winks. "I will next time though. You should go, I need to say here and clean up a bit." Well, that's specific.

"You know, I like this plan of yours, Styles." I say walking out of the room with my bag.
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I have no idea how this is going to work out. We're going to have to be super careful. An issue that keeps play through my head is the noise level. I'm not even sure if anyone heard me. I hope to god not.

"Oh my god really?" Jenee aks after I tell her about what Harry and I had done. "My little Mercy-bear has a life." Yeah, a fucked up and now complicated one. I knew afterwards I would feel regret.

"I kind of regret it, Jenee. And you have got to stop calling me that." I laugh and she does too.

"No you don't." I look at her dumbfounded. "It's just that adrenalyn and the fear of getting caught. That's how I felt after Cal and I first did it." Cal? I wonder if she's really starting to like ths guy.Or if what they do is just for shits and giggles. She even has a pet name for him. "Do you wanna stop and get some food?" She asks turning on the freeway. I nod my head no and she keeps driving.

When I got home I plopped on the couch and tried to relax. But of course I have to put my pajamas on. I mean, I'm not going anywhere else. "Mercedes, you need to calm down. You're giving yourself a headache." You're giving me a headache. "You know, for a person who just got laid, you're pretty uptight." She's wearing different clothes than she was wearing before. I deside to not say anyting back, I just roll my eyes and turn the television on. Yay, The Walking Dead is on. It's one of my many favorite shows. Jenee says goodbye and I'm left alone.

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The episode ends and I find myself flipping through channles. I see familiar blood and quickly go back. Just as I expected, Dexter was on. It used to be my favorite show, until shey stopped playing it. [It's on Netflix and its the best ever] They're having an old re-run marathon. Half way through he episode, the doorbell rings. I grown getting up because I was so comfortable. When I open the door I'm greeted to sweaty, no shirt wearing, Harry. I'm not complaining. Why is he wearing that same green snapback as before? Just the sight of his body takes my breath away.

"Are you just gonna stand there, raping me with your eyes or let me in?" He laughs taking his bag off of his shoulder, I didn't even notice till now that he had it.

"Sorry yeah." I say moving out of the way. "Why are you here?" I ask sitting back down on the couch. He sits on the same one but all the way to the other side. Really? There's two other couches man.

"What, I can't come visit my favorite neighbor and student?" He smirks.

"I guess, but why are you really here?" I laugh.

"I just wanted to hang out. I brought you a present." He reaches into his little backpack and throws me a bag of candy. Ironically, they're my favorite. "I heard you and your friend talking about how those were your favorite."

"Thank you Harry." I open the bag and eat a piece. He starts eating a candy and I yell 'ew'

"What? Black lickorish is amazing." No the hell it isn't.

"No, it's disgusting." I laugh.

"Whatever." He smiles scooting closer. "So what are we watching?" He asks because it's a commercial.

"Dexter." I sigh getting back into my comforable possion.

"Oh, I used to love that show!" He claps. The commercial ends and we dont talk, that is until he breaks the scilence. "Who's your favorite character?"

"Dexter and Deb." I answer not turning my head.

"I like Masuka." I laugh and almost choke on my own spit.

"You so would like Masuka the most." He laughs and puts his arm on the top of the couch. It somehow lands around my shoulder. You think you're slick don't you Styles. A sex scene between Dexter and his girlfriend Rita, comes on and I swear I felt him tence up a little bit.

"I don't like her, at all. I find her voice annoying and she's so whiney." I couldn't agree more.

"And her kids are kid of brats." I add.

"Ugh I know." he scoots close and there's no space between us. The girlfriend starts moaning louder. I feel Harry's other hand on my thigh. it was getting closer to the place where I need him.

I look at him and he's already staring at me. His face totally emotionless. He rubs me over my shorts and my breath hitches. His tongue comes out and he licks his lips. I wish he'd put that tongue to good use. He adds more pressure and I lay my head back on his shoulder. My left hand lands on top of his shorts. even from the corner of my eye I can see his boner. I palm him through his shorts and I look back to him. His bottom lip goes in between his teeth. He hums and closes his eyes.

Harry's POV

Mercedes is making me feel so good and she's not even completely touching me. I bite my lip to keep my groans in. "Babe, please don't mess with me." I put my hand on top if hers and she leans in to kiss me. The kiss is rough and needy. I slip my tongue in her mouth and squeeze her boob.

She breaks the heated kiss and moves her hair out or her face. "Harry, let me make you feel good, okay?" I wonder, if I were to randomly call her, would she come over to do this? 

Note to self: Ask for number
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~MrTomlinsonx