naughty • {harry styles au}

~quindici

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My heart skips a beat when I realize what the tickets are for. Harry sees my facial expression and his softens a little. Harry bends down to retrieve the tickets. "I'll call you tomorrow okay?" 

Harry opens the door of his car, swinging it open. He seems to think about something and then walks my way, pressing his lips to my cheek. Without a word, he jumps into his car, puts it in reverse and drives out of the street.

Now he's gone, I feel empty. This feeling was a feeling I didn't have when Dan left. "Shit" I curse. What the fuck is wrong with me? When I open the door, I immediately rush to my bedroom and crawl into bed, holding my pillow tightly.

For the first time in years, I'm crying. It's not about a family member that died, it's not because of my parents divorcing, but it's because of a boy

I wouldn't have thought that I would be ever crying over a boy. 

I think I've figured it out. My emotions were all over the place and now I figured it out. I have a major crush on Harry.

Crush? This is so more than a crush

You're in love with him.

What? I'm not!

Yes, oh my god you are! Why would you be crying over him if you just had a crush?

That's impossible, how could I be in love with him? I've known him for about two weeks

Some people just fall in love really easily and my radar says that you're deeply in love.

Am not

You are though darling, don't deny it.

Am I really in love like this voice in my head says? Or is this just a major crush?

•••

HARRY

This all was just a stupid idea. I never should have bought her the tickets. We are just sex buddies, nothing more. No feelings allowed. Dammit Harry, get yourself together, you're eight years older than her. Things never work out well with those enormous age differences. 

I had no right to be angry at her for kissing that rich boy but what else was I supposed to do? Should I have said that I was okay with it when obviously I wasn't?

I never should have started this, I should have stayed with women my own age.

When I get home, I need a distraction. I take my phone from my pocket and dial the number I always dial in time of need.

•••

"Hey Bianca." I smirk, kissing her hand. "Always so romantic." Bianca rolls her eyes, pulling her hand out of mine and uses it to push me onto the couch. She straddles my lap and leaves a trail of kisses from my jawline to my collarbone. 

Usually I would have been hard by now but somehow (cough cough Anne) my dick is not doing what it's supposed to do. 

I try to close my eyes and pretend her hands are Anne's but it's not working. "Bianca." I breathe, sitting up straight. "Come here." I lift her off my lap and lay her on the couch, slipping her dress up and sliding her panties off her legs, spreading them after her panties are on the other side of the living room.

I wet my lips and press little kisses to her opening, sliding two fingers inside of her as I pump in and out, earning my name to fall from her lips multiple times. 

I go on like this for several minutes and once she comes on my fingers, I lick everything clean, pressing a few more kisses to her centre. "Now it's my turn to pleasure you." With her naked bottom half, she sits on my clothed legs, bending down so her nose is now nuzzling my cock. What the fuck.

"Bianca, I'm really tired, do you want to come to bed with me or do you want to go home?" Bianca snickers. "I'm staying here, maybe I can get some morning sex out of you tomorrow morning, this isn't like you." 

The bell rings, once, twice, three times, four times. Who the fuck is ringing my bell at 11:30 at night? I open the door. I can't even see who it is because this person is storming into my living room.. crying?

I rush after the girl (the hair really gave it away) and pull her arm. "Anne?" I ask, my eyebrows raised. "Just call me Jessie, I'm tired of not telling you about me." 

Jessie. It really fits her. 

"Who is there?" Bianca walks into the hallway, looking from me to Jessie. "This is Jessie... my niece." I ramble. 

"Your niece?" Bianca tugs her lip, tugging her dress further down as she looks at Anne, Jessie, embarrassedly. 

"I better go." She pulls her hair into a bun, securing it with the elastic on her wrist. "I'll see you around Harry, I'm really glad you called." She winks and leaves with a peck on my lips. 

"Your niece?!" Jessie yells as soon as Bianca is out of sight. "You're so ughh!" She continues. "Tell me now, what did you tell Dan I was from you? I bet you didn't tell him the truth either!" I yell back. "That's different!" She repeats my words from earlier. "How is that any different from this?" I argue, not understanding her at the moment. Not that I understand women but still.

Now that we're in clear light, I can see the dark smudges from mascara underneath her eyes. "Why the hell were you crying?" I say, sounding a little harsher than I was planning on. "You don't understand a thing do you?" She laughs sarcastically as more tears roll down her cheeks.

"You're crying because I was with Bianca?" I say confusedly, a little light inside of me glowing at the thought of her being jealous. 

"That's the reason why I'm crying now, but the original reason to why I was crying is because..." She wipes her index fingers underneath her eyes. "You look like a fucking raccoon." I chuckle, referring to the day we met. She laughs too, the sobs fading slowly.

"You interrupted me." She says in an annoyed tone.  "Rude." She mumbles.

"Go on." I encourage her, chuckling after her lame accusation.

"Well." She sighs. "The reason to why I was crying is because..." 

"Dammit." She curses.

"Because I think I'm in love with you." She blurts out.

i didn't really have the patience to write this chapter, i really want hessie to happen bc i ship them so hard. like jessie and harry get the fuck on the #hessie ship to #hessie island

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