-HARRY POV-
"So... how was it?" I ask her. Even though she's not very tall, meaning she doesn't have long legs, she walks pretty quickly. Or maybe I'm just walking slowly.
"What was?" Er...
"What do you mean what was? The dinner. What else?" I think it went well in my opinion. We talked about random stuff but it wasn't awkward. Although I know I'll have Natalie asking me questions next time I see her. I'm sure it'll be fine, it's not a big deal.
"It was good" she responds turning around to face me. We're alone and the only noise being the cars far away is calming. Probably my favourite "mood" or ambience or what the fuck ever is when you're in the car at night and it's raining and the only noise you can hear is droplets crashing against the glass and the street lights just glide past your eyes. I'm a night owl is basically what I'm saying, and Lilah looks hot right now. The night adds a mysterious edge to her and it's sexy as hell, I wouldn't need to tell that to anyone if they were here, they've got eyes.
"Just good?" I trap her against the wall, her blue eyes looking up at me in that innocent way I love but will never admit. She responds with a hum and playfully pushes me back by my shoulders. Oh she's not getting away that easily. I grasp her wrist and pull her into the ever so romantic dark alleyway and into me. I'll take this to whatever line she draws, I'm an asshole but I'd never push anything like that with a girl.
My hands move down her back, just above her ass and her hands find her way up to my shoulders. I take a few steps forward, pressing her back against the wall and I can feel her skin heat up under my finger tips. My left hands moves to skim up her right leg and I fucking love how she responds.
"Shh..." I lean in and move the hair from her neck to whisper in her ear "You know, when I said you looked nice I also meant this skirt would look nicer on my bedroom floor" I guess she liked that because she leans up on her tip toes and kisses me. And I kiss her back. To be honest, I don't know how I've handled not getting in her pants yet. I have needs. I move my hands up and lightly press my thumbs into her hips, she moans against my lips. Just as I was about to lift her legs around waist I hear people at the other end of the dark street. I then sort of wish I brought my car in hope to get lucky in the back seat, I don't think the police would appreciate any type action on a motorbike.
"We should go" I say against her lips and let go of her. I hear her groan behind me which I internally laugh at.
We begin making our way back to the bike in silence but with my arm around her waist, and as I'm thinking about all the dirty things I could do to her I suddenly find myself face to face with fucking Charlie, of course. I remove myself from Lilah and cross my arms in front of my chest.
"Oh hey guys" he greets with a smile. He's nothing like what you think he is, I like him but when I met I thought he was a pussy in a band, hell was I wrong...
"Hi" we reply at the same time, although mine was maybe a bit too rushed. He's questioning and being curious like the nosy bastard he is.
"What are er, you guys up to?" Yep, nosy bastard.
"Nothing" I say, again maybe too quickly. "Just... you know, talking" I don't see why I need to give an explanation, it's none of his damn business.
"Cool" He nods "By the way Harry, could you stop by my house tomorrow? You know for the..." I quickly nod understanding what he wants. He might want weed again or some other drug. Hopefully I don't get fucking beat up again for not paying people back on time like last time. Lilah's probably gonna ask what he wants because she's nosy too. "Well, I'll see you later you two. Bye" Yes, leave.
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Good Intentions - Harry Styles Fanfic
Fanfiction*** A.N: Okay so, I wrote this story when I was very young, and now, over 3 years later, I realise that the story is definitely not as good as I thought it was (in fact it's pretty bad). Why do I say this? Because if any of you read this and think "...
