Last (Harry Styles)

Twelve

Oh my god. I bit his lip.. Why the hell would I do that?! I dont do that unless I want that person. NOOO.. I cannot want Harry!

I took a shower, like an actual shower this time. Not like this morning.. I washed my hair, and shaved my legs, and under arms. I washed my face and soaked in the water for a few more minutes.

When I got out, I surfed through my closet and decided on my faded 'Rolling Stones' crop, black high waisted, three button shorts, my black hightops and a black and red long sleeve flannel tied around my waist.

I crimped my hair, and pinned my bangs back with three bobbypins.

I wanted light makeup, so I opt for my foundation, and light powder, no bronzer. I also put neutral eyeshadow on my lids, with thick mascara. I didn't use eyeliner, except in the corners of my waterline.

I put some peppermint Baby Lips on and, gave myself the onceover. I thought I cleaned up nicely from earlier.

I grabbed my black chained crossboy, and my iPhone charger. Yes, I bring my charger everywhere!

I had twenty minutes left, so I listened to a little of Ed Sheeran's 'X' album.

In what felt like four seconds, a knock sounds at my door. I check my appearance one more time, breathe in a breath of strength, and climb down the stairs.

I unlock the door, and swing it open. The most handsome man is standing in front of me. I literally cannot breathe. I choked.

"You okay?" He asks.

"I'm fine." I coughed.

"What happened?" He laughed.

I eyed him up and down, and pointed to him. "This." I said.

He laughed. I absolutely loove his laugh. It's the most beautiful sound, I've ever heard next to my mother's singing of course.

"Oooh, you like, love?" He asks, winking.

"Love." I said.

He was wearing black pants, his usual boots, and a plain black shirt. The only thing different about him was a lip ring, and a green bandanna holding his hair off his forehead.

"You have a lip piercing?" I asked.

"Yeah, I took it out for a little while,  but when you bit my lip, I knew I had to put it back in." He says, cockily.

"So, you like my lip biting?" I asked.

"Yes, love. It's pretty sexy." He winked.

"Well, I happen to think that lip ring is pretty sexy." I smirked.

He smirked, and moved closer to me. I didn't fight it. I wanted this. I wanted to kiss him. I needed to kiss him.

He put his hands on my waist, and I put mine around his neck. He brushed my nose, teasingly.

"Dont tease." I whispered, connecting our lips. The metal in his lip was cold. But I liked it. I parted my lips to give his tongue access to roam my mouth, in the most amazing way possible.

I disconnected our lips.

"How in the hell are you so good at this?" I asked him, chuckling.

"You think I'm good?" He smirked.

"I think you are pretty amazing omfg." I said, kissing him.. hard.

He pulled me closer to him, and left a trail of kisses down my jawline. "I think you're pretty amazing, too." He whispered in my ear, sucking harshly at the skin below my earlobe.

My breathing hitched.

"I found it." He smiled against my neck.

"Not tonight though, Harry. Please." I said.

"I wasn't planning on going any further tonight, love." He said, kissing me one last time.

"Now. How about that date?" I asked.

"Shall we." He said, extending his arm, for me.

"Of course." I smiled, locking my arm into his.

He led me to his car, opened my door, and closed it once I was seated.