ONE THOUSAND AND THIRTY NINE WORDS.
Blues P.O.V
He smiled when our noses brushed and my heart was pounding, I decided to live in the moment, he began to kiss me softly and I began to kiss back, he put his hands on my waist and squeezed firmly, his tongue went slowly across my bottom lip so granted him access earning a slight moan from me when our tongues brushed.
"Such soft lips," he hummed against my lips when we pulled apart for a split second I giggled as he began to pepper quick kisses all around my face, he finally put his lips back on mine and I kissed back immediately, things got heated and I was eventually straddling him, he pulled back and began kissing my neck, I bit down on my lip, trying to keep from moaning, he pulled back and pulled my lip from my teeth letting his thumb linger there for a bit he looked down at my lips.
"I wanna hear you baby," he explained before pressing his soft lips back to my neck, he went up and found my sweet spot making me moan quietly, he bit down, probably leaving a mark, then pulled back and blew on it making me shiver, he put his lips to my ear.
"Found it." he stated biting slightly on my earlobe, I squirmed and accidentally rubbed our groins together, making him groan and me throw my head back.
"I've always thought about this, but usually were nit wearing this much clothes," he hums against my neck and shifts his hips up moaning, he pulls back looking at me as I try to catch my breath.
"Are you okay with all this? This is very fuckboy-ish," he trails off looking at me with a smirk, probably because of how flustered I am, I laugh and nod.
"Nobody likes a fuckboy Harry." after I say that he laughs and my phone goes off, I look at the ID seeing it's Zayn, so I answer.
"Hey Z, everything okay?" I ask, I hear him laugh, and I furrow my brows.
"Why do you always assume something's not okay?" he asks still laughing, I then realise he's right, every time he calls I tink worst case scenario, and I have no idea why.
"I have no idea,"
"So it's like eight 'o' clock, where are you?" he asks and my eyes widen, did we really make out for that long? I look at the clock next to his bed 8:09PM.
"Um I'll be home as soon as possible, okay? See you soon Z," I state and hang up, not letting him question me any further, I try to get up but Harry's firm grip tightens on my hips, I look to his face to see him pouting, I giggle and give him a quick kiss, he has other plans she he grabs the back of my neck pulling me into another kiss, I pull away giggling and he whines.
"I have to go Harold," I state still laughing at his pout, he huffs playfully and pats my bottom twice smirking, I reach behind and wack his hands away, he laughs and I hop off him, putting my books in my book bag, I stand up and feel hands on my hips and soft lips on my neck, I exhale shakily.
"Maybe you could stay longer?" Harry asks quietly on my neck, I was about to give in but remember Zayn, I giggle turning around facing Harry, he pulls me in by my lower back swiftly making me squeal.
"Do you need a ride?" he asks, kissing my cheek softly, I nod slowly, I don't like walking home when it's dark and I'm alone, plus it's freezing.
"Okay, grab your things babe." I smile at the name and throw my book bag over my shoulder following him out to his SUV.
The ride back was small talks and kissing at stop lights, which we got honked at for not going when it turned green, laughing at the angry drivers behind us, before speeding down the road to my place, I got out when he parked in the drive, I turned to wave but he wasn't in the car, he was walking around the front towards me, he stopped right in front of me and was about to lean in but I stopped him.
"Harry, what are we?" I asked, he pulled back and exhaled loudly, he looked deep in thought, mumbling 'I don't know' I nodded, tears burning the back of my eyes, I stood back creating distance between us, before turning around and rushing inside, he called my name but I just looked over my shoulder and shook my head, he stopped following me and stormed off to his car, I opened my front door and closed the door quietly behind me, hearing Harry's car roar down the street, I headed to the kitchen to see Zayn doing dishes, he turned and looked at me smiling.
"How was it? There's pasta in the fridge if you want it," he stated drying off his hands and leaning against the counter, I remembered everything that happened, but I couldn't tell Zayn.
"Uh - it, it was alright." I explained quietly, he looked around me and furrowed his brows, I looked around for whatever had caught his eye.
I shrugged it off heading to the fridge, I grabbed the container of pasta and put it in the fridge for two minutes, the two minutes was in silence, I turned to see Zayn was no longer there, I opened the microwave and grabbed the towel and pulled the bowl out with it because it was to hot to grab with my bare hands, I set it down on the table and grabbed a fork from the cutlery draw, I went and sat at the table, pulling out my phone just as Zayn walked in I saw I had a message from Harry, making my heart beat faster, Zayn sat next to me as I began to eat, I looked at him confused because he was staring.
"Blue where's your book bag?"
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IM SO SORRY
ill update tomorrow
maybe
i have 132 reads omg
-beck.
