Lascivious (H.S. Fanfiction)

Mr.Pure

*Margot's P.O.V*
He hasn't seen one, fuck he hasn't seen one before. I can't believe it, this guy is so rare. I mean, you cannot find a guy like this anymore. He's killing me with so much mind blow right now.

"Okay umm, first of all, I don't want to be seen by you as an intruder to just knock at your door and let myself in, well technically you let me in but still. I just wanna ask some questions then I'll be gone." I need to know more of him, I need to know my prey. How could I play this game without knowing much about it? I'm still shook.

"Okay." He simply replied, his green emerald eyes can't take a straight look unto my dark brown ones.

"Ever kissed someone before?" I started.

"Yes."

"Ever had a relationship?"

"I did but she decided to be a nun." Ooh..ouch. all for the love to God huh.

"Watched porn?"

"Jesus no."

"That means you've never seen a girl naked before?"

He shook his head. "Never." Damn..

"Ever touched a woman on her places...you know, breasts, vagi-"

"No no no oh my God." He scratched his head and combed up his curly hair locks before looking at me. I smirked as he didn't let me finish the word. He is a living saint. He missed a lot of things from this era.

"So you're a virgin" he seemed to he uncomfortable as he shifted from his position, looking down then looking at me.

"I am.." hmm..fuck that's just the answer I needed. I acted to be blank, putting on a poker face as if it's not of a big deal to ask.

"Okay then, as I promised, I'll be going now." I stood up and fixed my skirt and take my purse with me but before I could even take one step I was stopped. "Wait... I uh. Um.." he started, stumbled out of words. "Hmm?" I asked him but he just blinked. "Take care Margot." I smiled and kissed his perfect lips, my hand on his hair as I kiss him softly but passionate, he responded with an eager move, a moan escaped my lips and we parted Before I could push him on the couch and ride him there, it's right that we stopped. For now at least. He was breathing a little fast, looking at my body scanning me. I smiled and mumbled a goodbye and walk out from his house to my car, Ricko started the engine and I took my phone from my purse and texted Stacy: *game on, bitch.*

"Harry's P.O.V"
I propped down the couch in disbelief, I kissed back, I couldn't resist. I'm confused as to why she had to ask me about....stuff. she's unpredictable. She comes here, ask me questions, kiss me hard and leave. What the 'h' is going on? My phone vibrated from my pocket and I took it out, seeing Andrew in the caller I.D.

"Hey, we couldn't really hang on my house today Har, stupid cousins are here." He said with pure annoyed tone through the phone.. then an idea came into my mind. We all need distractions right? Mom's in vacation for a fun time, guess I'm gonna have here at home.

"That's okay, we can hang around in here." I offered.

"What the fuck dude for real? But your mom tho what is she going to-"

"Mom's not here Drew."

Just before I could even expect him to be more surprised and enthusiastic he hang up on me.

*I'll be there at 7, we're going to fucking make you so drunk bro* he texted.. oh look at how he just instantly bite into an opportunity.

I was about to text mom if she got into the airport safely, another caller interrupted me.. Niall. Aunt Carol's step son. Carol's my mom's sister.

"What?" I asked even if it sounded rude, I mean who are we kidding, this guy only calls if he needs something from me.

"Rudeee, hey I'm just going to invite you okay, I wasnt gonna get your xbox and shit." Last time he went here he did, and never gave it back.

"What am I being invited to?"

"My wedding." I nearly choked to death even if I don't have anything stuck in my throat, Niall? Getting married? Who would've thought of marrying this guy?

"Who's the unlucky bride?"

"Marrie, date's at October 12th. I'll send you the actual invitation shit. Be sure to come or I'll come there myself.. wait why does that sound so wrong?.. anyhow, gotta go, see you soon" he hung and I'm still a little surprised.. what else is going to happen today that will left me questioning universe?

*time tick forward*

*Margot's P.O.V.*
"How the hell is that possible?" Stacy asked me as we talked through the phone, me doing my nails with only my robe on. I shrugged and remembered she can't see me. "I don't know, he's a church boy ever since, and until now he's this little mommy angel." I told her and she laughed. "That's so.... I don't know.. rare don't you think? Wait, unless he's a nerd" she said and i rolled my eyes. "No bitch, one, he's british, two, he's well built, three, he got this freaking emerald eyes that are to die for , four, he's lips are so damn tempting, and five, he has a big virgin cock." She was silenced about how I described him, until the telephone rang. I answered it and Ricko was on the other line. "Got the envelope delivered to Mr. June done?" I asked but he was hesitant

"yes."

"Okay so what?"

"Madame? Um, I just saw Mr.Styles on the road nearby the church, I was just informing you for any suggestions of what i could possibly do because he's......very drunk and passed out." I was frozen, I know I should just tell Ricko to drive him home but a thought came into my mind, maybe Ricko knew I would think of taking Harry in here too, Oh my this is why Ricko is working for me 8 years Now.

"Take him here, but make sure no paparazzi's or some shit could see you drove him in here."

"Yes madame." I hung up and got back to my best friend.

"Guess what Bitch?"

"Mhmm?"

"Mr.Pure is sleeping in for the night" I smirked and sighed proudly as i finished my nails.

"What the ? How? Wait hold on I'm going to call Jannie" she hung up.

The thing is, we don't hide from each others.. my issue is their issue. Obviously they're going to ask me details tomorrow.