the crying game (l.s)

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Strange Love: Halsey 

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"Harry, I swear to god if you don't open your window right now, we're gonna fucking fight at school tomorrow."

I wrap my arms around my body as a particularly cold breeze passed by me. 

After a couple more seconds of me having to wait for this asshole to open his window, I see the familiar obnoxious smirk, that I've had to grow accustomed to over these past few years. 

"What can I help you with lovely loulou?" 

I can feel the heat move to my cheeks at the recurring nickname, no matter how much I hear him say it, most of the time sarcastically, I love the sound of it rolling off of his plump pink lips. I'm so fucking gone for this dude. 

"Well Harry, I was gonna tell you that you should climb over because as you know my mom and dad aren't here, soooooo"

"So what Louis? You want me to climb over there so I can fuck you into the mattress."

"No, I actually wanted you to climb over so we could talk about the weather outside while drinking tea."

"Well if that's what you want then fine."

I open my window a little more and back up some so I could him enough space to climb into. A benefit of being next door neighbors with The Harry Styles.

I can't even get a snarky remark out before a shirtless Harry is pouncing on me, his plump lips attacking my thin ones, and the overwhelming feeling of his tongue exploring mine has me unconsciously moaning. The way he uses his mouth is magic, it sends electricity through my body. I can't help but attempt to move my hips up against his, which isn't the easiest hing to do when he's so much taller than me.  

Before we can go any farther, Harry pulls away from me with that annoying ass smirk back on his face. 

"No feelings right?" I know I should have seen this coming, it is a tradition, Harry always pulls away right when things are about to get spicy, and he feels the need to remind me that this is just for fun. Just for a good fuck, like every other time we've been together. That in the end, I'm nothing more than a hot mouth. He's just gonna leave after. The familiar sting in the back of my eyes reminds me that I need to answer.

"Yeah of course. No feelings." I smile as if to reassure him what I'm saying is the truth, but anyone who isn't as clueless as Harry could see that I'm in love with him. 

He smiles at me, and I can't help but smile back because it's just so gotdamn  contagious.

The moment doesn't last long though, because in an instant, I'm pressed up against the wall with lips sucking on every inch of my neck and Harry's huge fucking dick doing figure eights against mine.