We both reach into our pockets pulling out their phones. we get the passwords right the first time, Louis' being ilovehazza and gottalovemyboobear being Harry's we step out prepared to black mail.
"Give us our phones and dont look at our twitters. We have your phones.!" I say. Pointing them like guns we go into the living room and they are literally ROTFL.(rolling on the floor laughing) Ugh. they already saw them. We threw their phones at them and snatched ours back.
"You guys are terrible!" Celly snaps.
" Jerks." i say full of disgust. Harry runs after Boo.
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Celena's POV
Harry runs after me. He picks me up by my waist turning me around to face him. ugh his eyes are so pretty.
"I have to say. i love your twitter. I'ts very accurate." He says
"Leave me alone. You're so mean! oh guess what.? I like NIALL more than you." i yelled at him.
I saw the hurt in his eyes as he said "Really.? I'm sorry, i'll leave you alone." he started to walk away.
"DANG YOU STYLES. Come back. bring it in...you know you wanna. and i dont like Niall more. trust me. I only have eyes for one preson. Hes got green eyes, a great bum, and his name starts with L. just kidding.! his name starts with an H. and hes really cheeky and h-o-t HOT." I say as he gives me a big hug. i have to interupt sadly.
"Umm, Harry.?" i say akwardly.
"yes, Babe.?" he says, wondering.
"your like, squashing, my....erm..my boobs." i say...DIFFICULTLY.
"Oh..umm get on my back.? I'll carry you inside.?" he asks.
"Shuuuuure Shweeeeety." i say laughing, He squeezes me a little harder to make me mad and lets me switch onto his back. We get inside and he takes me to his room. I hear choruses of ooohs and aaahhs from behind, but he keeps walking. He throws me on his bed.
"Wha-ohhh." i grunt. he lands directly ontop of me. "Jesus Harry, get off.!" i plead.
"Erm, NO. Can you say....Harry Styles you are a sex god and i looooove you way more than anyone ever.?" he says.
"Nope. Never." i say, popping my 'p'. im wondering what hes about to do, wheni start giggling.
"Mwahahhaah! SAY IT.!" he says while im giggling like crazy because he wont stop tickling me.
"Stop Styles! Oh god.! OH GOOOOOD.!" i scream.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER.?!" Niall bursts in.
"Should've known he'd rob her from her innocence the minute they were alone.!" Liam says.
"No. I-" i cant explain because I can't stop laughing. "Damn It Styles QUIT.!" i try and talk but i cant breathe.
"im not stopping till you SAY IT.!" He says mischeviously.
"Eff you.!" I yell still laughing.
"YAAAAY.!" he says unbuttoning my pants. i cant stop him he put my hands behind my back.
"No. Stop it.!" I say giggling.
"If you wanted me to stop you wouldnt be giggling.!" he says smirking and wiggling his eyebrows at me. His curls flopping everywhere. He's already took off my shirt. trying to unhook my bra.
"NIALL. ZAYN. LIAM. LOUIS. HELPPPPP.!!! HE WONT STOPP! HHAHAA.!" I say cracking up because somehow, hes still tickling me.!
They come running and say "Umm we should leave you two alone...."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.!" i scream. He has my pants off and my shirt off. His pants off. His shirt off. THIS BOY HAS TALENTS.!
"Wait...this could be classified as rape...." I say...smiling.
"You wouldnt.!" he says worriedly.
"RAAAAAAAPE.!" i yell. smirking.
"FINE." he yells putting my shorts back on. He puts his jeans back on but leaves off his shirt, and doesnt help me with mine.
"Jerk." i mutter. He tackles me again.
"Round 2.?" he asks.
"NO. FINE.! Harry Styles you are a sex god and i looooove you way more than anyone else.!" I say, annoyed.
"Thanks babe." he says smirking while winking at me.
"thanks babe." i imitate him.
"Watch It.!" he says.
"BABE." i say. i go into the living room pulling my white t-shirt over my head down my body when im hit with a freezing pitcher of water by Louis. You can see my hot pink bra right throught my t-shirt.
"umm, do any of you have a t shirt.?" i said crossing my arms over my chest.
"Nope." they all say at the same time smirking.
"I'll LOOK FOR ONE THEN!" i yell, completely ANNOYED. I go into Harry's room.
"Ooooh. Me likey.!" i say as i pick up a black t-shirt that says "Hipsta Please". I put it on over myself. my hotpink bra was no longer visible.! thank god. I turned around running, when i slammed into a hard sixpack.
"Jesus. Oww.! Stupid.!" I said to whoever it was. It turned out to be Harry.
"Hey, im not stupid.! And my shirt looks nice on you. You wouldn’t wanna know the things i've done in that shirt though." he says chuckling.
I hurry and take it off, only in my sports bra again. uh.! " W-What exactly did you do in this shirt.?" i ask worried.
"I only slept in it. I just wanted to see you only in your bra again." he says chuckling and walking away, turning around to wink at me.
"Give it back then!" He holds it over my head, making me jump for it, leading me into the living room.
"That is so not fair Styles. You can't use my height against me.!" i whined. It just was no fair. "Lib, make him give it back.!" i whined again. While he was looking at Lib i jumped as hard as i could and grabbed his shirt.
"Hahaha! Got it Harryy Nananna BooBoo.!" i teased running for his room sticking my tongue at him.
"Ohhhh, No.! I'm going to get you!" Harry yelled back. I jumped on his bed and hid under the covers. everything was silent so i pulled the covers off my head a bit and sure enough there was Harry.
"Gotcha.!" he yelled while getting under the covers tickling me. We were both outta breath so we just laid there. i felt a hand around my waist and another squeezing my thigh.
"Harry watch where your putting your-" i was cut off because he kissed me. i was running my hands through his hair when i felt his tongue waiting to enter my mouth. At least he is a gentleman. Sorta. I let his tongue come in.
He pulled away from me and said "i like you...lets go join the others now. Here put on my shirt." he said...politely which was wierd for him. We joined them. i put on the shirt.
