Playboy | Mature Harry Styles

Chapter 9

[bit sexual]

Harry's point of view

Waking up with Jenna in my bed was the - I'm not gonna lie - the best feeling ever. Cuddling with her while her hair smelled like sweet vanilla made me feel.. alive. It was so enjoyable.

My arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, her back pressed against my front as she slept. I pulled my arm to myself carefully not to wake her and pushed the covers off me. Getting out of the bed, I grabbed my phone before leaving the room. Leaving her asleep, alone in the bed.

I closed the door behind me carefully, leaning my head back against the door and letting out a sigh. Opening the video from last night, I watched how helpless Jenna lied underneath me as I fucked her.

"Fuck." I breathed quietly, speechless by how incredible hot the video actually was.

I didn't watch it all. I shut it down and slipped my phone back in my pocket before heading to the kitchen where Matt sat, eating cornflakes.

"What's that?" I asked him, pointing to a bunch of paper.

"Bills and stuff." He shrugged, not seeming like he cared at all.

"Well, go burn them." I commanded.

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I'm busy." I lied.

"Is Jenna here?" Matt asked suddenly. 

"Mind your own business." I growled.

"You're so fucking jealous." He shook his head at me before pouring a spoonful of cornflakes in his mouth, chewing on them loudly.

"What?"

"You." He spoke. "I can't even talk with her without you get pissed. Seriously, calm the fuck down, you're acting like a completely twat."

"Fuck off." I hissed, not wanting to talk about her.

"See." He grinned. "God, it's funny how easily jealous you get."

I raised my middle finger in front of his face before grabbing the box of cigarettes and leaving the kitchen. Matt was the one who was being a twat here.

~*~

"Harry?" Jenna called, rubbing her eyes and pulling the covers up to cover her whole body.

"Yes, baby?" I smiled, watching her as she looked at me with tired eyes. I sat on the ledge of the window, blowing the smoke outside.

A gorgeous smile grew on her lips once she saw me, which literally made my heart melt. She grabbed the pillow and cuddled it, just like I used to do when I was little.

"Melanie has called." I told her, looking at the screen on the phone that was right next to my cigarettes.

"Ignore it. I don't wanna leave." She moaned in frustration. "I told her to call me when she would stop being a bitch."

I grinned at the way she called Melanie a bitch - well, it was the truth. She is a fucking bitch.

"Then stay." I smiled and she nodded. "I should go get some food, we don't have anything in this house. Well, except Matt's two years old cornflakes."

"Will you get me a redbull?" Jenna asked sweetly and I rolled my eyes at her. 

"There's no way I'm getting you those chemicals."

She pouted at me. "Fine, then I want a donut." 

"Fair enough." I grinned, taking the last drag of my cigarette before I stubbed it.