Code Red

Chapter 28

*Contains mature content*

( Allison's POV )

9:00 am

I try and turn over but the weight on top of me is holding me down. I hear the ocean and smell salt. All the remembrance of last night came back when I opened my eyes and found Harry, laying next to me with his arms wrapped around my waist.

I wiggle from underneath him and he grunts and turns over but doesn't wake up. I felt worse than I did last night, I walk over to the water to wash my face.

I cried most of my makeup off so there was much to wash off. The water wasn't cold like California's beaches usually are. It was refreshing, I look over at Harry to see him still sound asleep.

I pull my shirt over my head and step out of Harry's shorts. I throw it at him playfully, then run into the water to conceal my half naked body.

He wakes up and looks around confused, "Allison?" He calls out.

When he turns and sees my clothes laying next to him, his eyes go wide. I laugh and his head snaps up to see me.

"Are you coming or what?" I giggle and start to swim deeper out.

He smirks then pulls his shirt over his head. He looks down at his pants debating to leave them on or not, then upzips them and heads to the water to join me. He is left in only his tight black boxers.

My eyes watch his every move as he dives into the water.

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12:30 pm

We stayed at the cove a while and just swam around. We were back on the blanket now, just laying down, fully clothed again and just talking. After a comfortable silence Harry spoke up.

"What are you going to do about Justin?"

"What do you mean what am I going to do, I've been asking you for advice."

"Yeah, but I want to know what you're going to do as of now," he says.

"Okay, well.... Uh.... Harry I don't know..."

He turns to lay on his side to face me, "Yes you do, answer me honestly, if he came back and said he was a dick and that he was sorry and shit what would you do?"

"..... Probably take him back."

He sighs.

"I don't want to! I honestly don't want anything to do with him, but I have too strong of feelings for him. I can't stop thinking about him, I mean most of the time its me trying to figure out what I should do with the situation but he's always in my mind."

"I get it," he snaps.

I sit up, "Harry the least you could do is think about someone other than yourself."

"Explain to me how I'm only thinking about myself when I ask you how you're doing, and what you're thinking," he spits.

"Yeah, that's exactly it, you only ask me, and then when I give you an answer and you blow me off," I spit back.

"I don't fucking blow you off, I'm still here aren't I?" He stands up.

"There's no point in you being here," I join him, standing, "You never help me with problems or give me advice."

He steps closer, "It's hard to give advice to a girl that's obsessed with her ex boyfriend that force fucks her."

Tears burst out of my eyes and I turn on my heels to leave, not sure of where I'm going but somewhere away from him.

"Allison!" He calls after me but I keep walking.

He jogs to catch up to me, "Allison," he grabs my shoulder to turn me around. "I didn't want for it to sound that way. I didn't mean to make you upset."

"Yeah you did! That's why you sa-"

He cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine. He back me up against the rock ledge and we sort of slam against it but don't break the kiss. Our lips move perfectly in sync. I wrap my arms around his neck and his around my waist. I pull my fingers up through his hair and his arms slowly move further down my waist. Then my shirt is slipped over my head along with his.

He presses his hips onto me and grinds them into mine. I pull away from him and move to his jaw, I kiss along his jaw line until he lets out a small moan letting me know I've found the right spot. I suck and nibble on the skin by his ear and jaw line. Then I move back to his lips. His tongue enters my mouth and my body ignites. We mold into one our actions matching each other perfectly.

My hands move down to his jeans and attempt to take them off. He helps me and steps out of them, revealing the tight black fabric, the only thing keeping him from full nudity.

I run my fingers across the band of them and use that to pull him closer to me. He starts on my neck. I inhale sharply when he moves down to my collar bone and gently sucks.

He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his torso. He walks me over to the blanket where we slept last night slowly laying me down without breaking the kiss. He places his arms over my head to hold him up, as he gets closer to me I feel him harden against me on my lower stomach.

I flip him over and straddle him so my legs are bent on either side of him, the pressure builds between us. I connect my lips with his again and grind my hips onto him. He follows my movement and moans into my mouth.

"If you keep doing this I'm going to come my boxers," he says with his dirty mouth which brings me even closer to my edge.

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I roll off of him and lay next to him, both of us out of breath after we reached our climaxes. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest, "I'm sorry," he whispers and kisses my head.

"It's okay," I say quietly.

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Laying there with Harry made me think. What if Harry never pulled me into that classroom? I could be dead. Or what if I never left my third period, what if I just agreed with Justin and stayed there?

So many things changed because of Harry pulling me into that classroom and the whole school shooting in general. I'm actually so grateful for Harry coming into my life, I know my friends were there for me through everything, but I don't know what it is about him. He's an asshole but I feel like he actually cares, I was doubtful in him but laying here next to him has proved to me that my feelings are true.

I never thought it would happen but I'm starting to fall for Harry Styles. .