We Love

Chapter 16

KENNA POV

I feel so much better now that I have my Harry back. I know I probably shouldn't have forgave him but I couldn't stand to see him like that.

I feel Harry's arm tighten around my waist and his head lifts up from my bare chest, the events of last night making me smile. He squints, his eyes adjusting to the bright light.

Harry groans and rolls completely on top of me. I grunt.

"Harry!" I exclaim trying to push him off of me. He groans again gripping me tighter. I moan out of frustration. He burries his face in my neck and places a kiss there.

Suddenly, Harry straddles me with one hand one each side if my head. He bends down and presses his lips to mine. I immediately kiss back and an idea pops into my head.

I start to kiss him harder and try to push him backwards. He sees my escape plan and lightly brushes my hands away.

"I don't think so...." He says kissing my neck. I through my head back and groan out in frustration.

I grab my phone from the bedside locker to text Alli. Meanwhile Harry is still making out with my neck.

'Come to my room....' I text

My iPhone tells me it's been read and I hear footsteps in the hallway. Just for fun, I decide to tease Harry.

I wrap my fingers through his hair and moan his name. This turns him on and he grinds his hips down on mine. To take things a bit further, I bend my neck and bite his earlobe. In return, he moans my name.

All of a sudden, the door opens and Harry jumps off of me in a panic. I start laughing historically. Both Al and Harry look very confused.

"Thanks Alli!" I tell her and she leaves while I get up to close the door behind her.

I turn back to a pouting Harry.

"That wasn't cool." He mutters and his lip pouts even further.

I giggle, "Aww....is baby Harry sad?" I playfully question. He gets off the bed and stalks towards me, pinning me against the door.

His mouth goes to my ear.

"You, are going to pay for that." He whispers and my mouth is dropped in surprise.

Harry had never ever been like this. He's always been the sweet, caring type. Now he's

this dangerous, dark type.

I like it.

I want to show him that I enjoy it.

I grab the back of his neck and bring his lips to mine. He's a bit shocked but recovers by kissing back. His hands are roaming my body. When they get to my waist one of them moves to my arse and squeezes. I squeal and he laughs at me. Harry grips the back of my thighs, signaling me to jump. I straddle his waist and he starts to walk backwards.

While going to the bed, Harry trips on his own feet and we both fall. Luckily the bed was right behind him.

We hit the bed and both start laughing. It's weird how in a matter of minutes Harry can go from dark and dangerous to fun and laughing.

I straddle his waist and attack his neck with my lips.

Before I can do much, the door swings open again. It's Louis.

"We're leaving. Get your stuff together." He says very stern and maybe a little panicked.

It scares me.