Give Me Love (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

Tyler's POV:

My tongue went into Harry’s mouth searching for the lime, and then it hit me. The alcohol clearly had an effect on my brain, I pulled away, as Harry just smiled at me.

“At least not here.” I whispered in Harry’s ear.

“I’ll call a cab.” Harry walked towards the washroom so it would be quieter.

While I waited for her, I got myself a shot. Yikes. Need to stop now.Harry walks back over to me, takes my hand and we walk out of the club. I haven’t really paid attention to it, but there is paparazzi everywhere. I get this knot in my stomach, what if they got a picture of Harry and I. I quickly pull my hand out of his grip on mine. Harry looks at me confused. I’ll talk to you after. I mouth to Harry.

We wait about 5 minutes for the cab, and then it comes. The car ride back to Harry’s flat is silent, but this arm is around me, and the other one high up on my inner thigh. I start regretting what I said to him earlier. I mean, I never thought of Harry like that, I didn’t think about if I had feelings for him, and at this point, I wasn’t to sure. Just let the night plays out, I tell my self for reassurance.

We get to the flat, Harry pays the cab driver and we basically fall out. Eventually we make it to the elevator, he presses “45” I guess that’s his floor, gunna be a long trip up.

I could feel Harry’s gaze on me, I slowly turn my head to him, and he smiles and moves closer to me. He pushes my bangs behind my ear, and kisses me so softly, not what I could expect, I kiss him back, harder. His tongue is begging for the entrance, I open my mouth. Harry lifts me up by my ass and pushes me against one of the sides of the elevator.

I think I enjoyed this too much, he was an amazing kisser, and I couldn’t seem to pull away. But the elevator dinged and we were at his floor. We pulled away, he had a smirk on his face, we exited and he walked to his door and unlocked it.

Harry opened the door and he guided me to his room, it was a typical boys room, messy. I didn’t have enough time to look around because Harry took my clutch and jacket placed it on his dresser and started kissing my neck.

I kicked off my heels and he guided me to his bed. There were a million thoughts running through my head, was I really going to do this. But there was something so interesting about the way he kissed me, it gave me the shivers and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.

He laid me down on his bed and started kissing me, but slowly moving down to my chest. He looked up at me to make sure I was okay with all of this, whatever, fuck it.

I nodded my head and Harry unzipped the back of my dress. I unbuttoned his shirt, holy hell. He was perfect; his body was toned, but not too outrageous. He slipped my dress off. And there I was in just a strapless bra, and lace underwear, that didn’t cover anything.

I unbuttoned Harry’s pants and he took them off. He pushed me back down oh his bed. We snogged for about 5 minutes; the whole time Harry was feeling me up, I didn’t mind it considering I was just touching his abs.

He moved his hand to my back and undid my bra with one hand, impressive. “You sure?” He asked in between kisses. I pulled away for a second, he looked worried.  I smiled. “Positive.”