Little White Lies (Harry Styles)

Chapter 27

Lola's POV

'You've just got to ignore them Lola' He spoke soft but firm words whilst caressing my hand that reasted inbetween both seats of the car.

'Them?! Harry it's you' I defend.

'I know I know, i'm sorry okay' He sighs, removing his hand from mine and pushing his hair back from his eyes before rubbing down his face. 'It's complicated okay. I wish it wasn't, but it just is'.

'I get that. But we're friends Harry, you can talk to me.' I try to soothe him, looking out the window, I then noticed we were pulling up to a small bungalow. It was a pale yellow, with cracked walls, ripped curtains and lots of overgrown grass. 'Is this your house' I try to hide my shock but I know it's useless, he can see right through me.

Harry sighs loudly beside me. 

'Yes' He replies, I flash him a small smile before opening the car door. I am lead the way to the front door, there is barely a pathway to the house, just mud and stones. I'm not one to judge, far from it actually; but this just wasn't what I was expecting. Then again, I don't really know what I was expecting, maybe something a little bigger-or tidier?

He opens the door and walks in, shutting it behind me. The inside isn't nearly as bad as the outside, but it's not neccesarily 'nice' in here. I can't help but find some odd sort of comfort  though. I could see Harry staring at me from the corner of my eye, I turn to him. 'What' I laugh.

'Just waiting for the gasp and the run' He replies, shrugging. 

'Whats that supposed to mean?' I ask, crossing my arms over my chest and raising my eyebrows at him.

'I don't know. Just, not many people wanna stay around once they see my house'

'Harry, you should know out of all people, that I am not one to judge'. I say, letting my arms drop to my sides. I breathily laugh.

'Okay okay, come on' He grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen, it's miniature! And I thought mine was tiny! 'Do you want a drink or anything to eat?' He asks, opening the fridge.

'No i'm okay thanks' I say, watching him as he shuts it and leans against the counter.

'Come here' He orders, I do as he says and stand infront of him before he swiftly grabs my wrist and pulls me to stand inbetween his legs before wresting one large hand on my hip and one on the side of my neck, bringing my blushed face towards his serious one and planting a sweet kiss on my forehead. 'I'm so sorry for what I did Lola, It was a really dick move. You don't realise how annoyed I am with myself' He apologises, shaking his head and looking down.

I bring my hand to his cheek, tilting it upwards so he's looking into my eyes.

'Harry it's okay'

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He didn't waste any time in smashing his lips onto mine. The kiss started off heated and speedy, but soon enough it turned into sweet but also heated! He stood up straight and walked me over to the wall, my back against it, lips still intact. His hands roam around the small of my back, whereas mine get tangled in his hair, pulling him closer to me, if thats even possible! His lips unattach from mine momentarily before they're reattached to my neck, placing soft wet kisses from my jugular to my collarbones. I throw my head back and moan quietly. 'harry' I groan, resting my head on the wall behind me. He slides his hands underneath my bum. 

'jump' he murmers into my neck, I do as told and wrap my legs around his waist. I feel his hands fumble around the crotch area of his jeans, I don't notice what he's doing until I see him undoing his belt. I pull his white tee over his head whilst he fumbles with his jeans, and then kissing his neck which earns a loud moan from the curly haired boy infront of me. He finally pulled his jeans down, in which I didn't waste any time in dropping to my knees in front of him. Confusion was evident in his face before he realises what i'm doing and mentally thanks me with his eyes.

I pull the waist band of his boxers down, and my eyes pop at the size of him, he chuckles above me and I silence him with one swift lick up his shaft, causing me to then laugh at his heavy breathing and eyes squeezed shut. I begin pumping, flicking my wrist slightly, watching him lose control above of me. I take him in my mouth, pumping with my hand what I can't take in my mouth.

The front door slams shut and me and harry both gasp in unison. I quickly pull away and stand up, wiping my clothes down of any creases or dust, especially my knees. Harry's eyes are wide as he quickly pulls up his jeans. Although he doesn't get there in time when a grumpy man storms in, eyes wide at the sight of Harry shirtless, doing up his belt, and me with messy hair and garunteed to have lipstick smudged around my lips.

'Tell me you two were just fucking in my kitchen' His voice is calm, although his fists are clenched at his sides, he's quite a bit smaller and much fatter than Harry but I can see the fear in Harry's eyes as the man talks. 'HARRY!' he shouts extremely loud and I jump. The old man walks towards me, harry doesn't hesitate in standing infront of me and making sure I am stood behind him.

'Im not gonna lie to you Frank' harry speaks calmly, shrugging. My eyes widen and I wonder why Harry lied, but it would obviously not the best idea if i was to question his motives now!

'You fucking slut' The guy speaks calmly yet again. I rest my forehead against Harry's tense back, extremely embarassed.

'you better fucking take that back before I punch the shit out of you' Harry takes a step towards the guy, towering over him.

'I dare you' The man whispers, I quickly stand infront of Harry and gently pushed him back, looking into his eyes and pleading for him to not give into the mans teasing.

'I suggest you leave' I hear the voice behind me speak.

'If she leaves then I leave' Harry speaks once again.

'two birds with one stone ey' The man chuckles behind me. Harry grabs my hand and forcefully pulls me towards the door, I swiftly pick up my bag on the way as Harry practially shoves me out the door and slams it behind him.