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"Please don't say anything."
"Lou-"
"Don't fucking speak," I snarled, my breath hitting the skin on his neck that I was glaring into. I took a deep breath, collected my thoughts and lapped my hands on each side of his waist, the sensatio...
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In the small dorm, there was me, Elise, Liam, Parker, Zayn, some girl called Winona, a blonde guy that I had never seen in my life, and—of course—Harry.
Once he saw me entering it was as if his eyes were to pop out of his head. I greeted all of them and when I came to Harry, all eyes were on me (especially Parker's). I shook his hand, but I only said hi. After that, I sat down on the bed between Winona and Elise. Next to Elise was Liam and next to Liam was Harry—so from where I was sitting I could only see his crotch, legs and hands.
When we were halfway through the movie, Elise and Liam both fell asleep, Elise's head hanging down in Liam's lap and Liam's head balancing against the wall. When they were sat in that position, I was finally capable of observing Harry's entire frame and face. And when everyone else was focused on what was happening in the movie, Harry and I looked at each other. I watched him slide his hand down his sweatpants.
My gut tightened at the sight. Underneath the fabric, he was running his hand back and forth. I had to force myself to look away in order to prevent myself from growing in my own pants—but as I felt him staring even more intensely I looked back at him, gaining a wink from his left eye. I cracked a smile, covering my mouth to stifle my chuckle.
When the movie was over I woke Elise up and left the room with her tiredly clinging onto my arm. I lead her back to her dorm and tucked her into her bed—even though it was only five pm—and hurried back to my own dorm. Niall was there, but I decided not to tell him what I had just been up to.
What I did tell him was that I had hooked up with Harry the day before. Unfortunately, it didn't really surprise him at all—he said he had been waiting for it to happen. He then asked me how it was and I told him the honest truth. That managed to shock him.
"The best you've ever had?!"
"Without a doubt."
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I had grown quite fond of Harry after that day, but it all went back to square one the following Wednesday. I was standing at my locker with Caleb when I spotted the curly-headed heartthrob visibly flirt with a shorter girl a few metres away. He was smirking, touching her hair, and soon enough placing kisses on her neck.
Was that even allowed in public?
The girl was giggling when his hands slid from her shoulders to her hips. I frowned as he leaned in to kiss her on the lips. Soon enough they were making out—and I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. Harry's lips were tightly pressed around hers, their tongues colliding as he opened up wider. He sucked her lip simultaneously to the motion of his hand traveling down to her arse.
