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Chapter 25.

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""I was going to apologise but you're not acting ladylike so I won't," he says smiling.

"Don't do it then," I try to push him away but he presses his body against mine firmly. "This is kidnapping," I joke and he hugs my waist and sits me on his lap.

I hear something falling outside and run to the door, when I open it all the people are out here in front of me spying us.

"That fight was awful, we wanted to know if you guys were good," Alexa defends and I just laugh. This is something Alexa would do.

"Yes we are, I'm sorry you had to see that..." I apologise.

"It's okay," Ella comments and smiles.

Maybe she is so nice; I need to know people before judging. Even though it doesn't work: my dad is an example.

They go to their houses and I start cleaning up the mess that's in the living room.

"It's like 3 in the dawn and we're cleaning," Harry sweeps crisps from the floor.

"It's just a little..." I leave the cloth in the tea table and walk to Harry.

I hold his face between my hands and before I can kiss him I swear I heard a moan.

"What was that?" I ask terrified.

"It must be," another one.

"Ew gross, are you leaving your friends have sex again here?" I tug him upstairs, this is weird and disgusting listening to others do what is probably worse than eating a grasshopper.

"We can make louder noises though," Harry comments.

"No we can't..."

He laughs and walks to his closet, "black or white?" He moves his hips side to side and I remember he is drunk, "black because we have people here," he throws me a black shirt.

I just leave my underwear and fold my clothes in a side, I curl into bed because I'm exhausted and minutes after I feel Harry's arm around my waist and his lips pressed against my neck.

"If you do that I won't sleep," I squirm. He isn't kissing me but just touching me, it's still...

"That's the idea." He laughs and turns me around with his grip. My arms are folded between us, his leg is over my body so I don't move and his hand petting my hair.

"I love your new hair... do you make it on purpose?"

"What?"

"Get sexier every time we are apart so I come back and need harder to do you,"

"No," I shake my head and bite my lip, ashamed of what he's saying.

He is totally over me now, his lips drive to my neck leaving soft kisses there, when he reaches my spot he bites playfully and kisses the mark.

I squint because it really hurt and tug his hair, he kisses the hickey again and drives to my mouth...

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