miracle aligner // h.s.

because i'm drunk.

warning: cringy smut

H  A  R  R  Y

I'm laying in my bed all naked, then I wrap my right hand to my d.ck. I start to stroke it slowly, up and down, up and down... I let out a small moan, my eyes squeezed shut. My mind goes back to yesterday, when I 'accidentally' saw London naked. I think about her perfect rounded tits. Her curves, her tanned skin, her erected nipples, her everything. I start to pump faster and faster.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." I murmur to myself while touching it, I imagine my dick is in between her boobs, and, and... Oh god, I try to ged rid of my filthy thoughts but it's too late. With a loud groan, I release and seconds after my hand is covered in white liquid. 

"I can't believe I did this." I sigh, grabbing a napkin from the bedside table and cleaning myself. Someone knocks my door, and I instantly panic when I realize it's London.

"Harry? We're gonna be late, c'mon! What are you doing there?" She huffs.

"Coming! Just trying some outfits!" I lie, then I quickly get up and start to change my outfit. 

L  O  N  D  O  N

Melissa pulls me in a tight hug and I hug her too, feeling extra uncomfortable.

"London, I'm so happy you're here! I've missed you so much. Come on, get in!"

I've never liked Melissa. I mean, I didn't like anyone in the middle school but I had a real hatred towards her. She was Ian's first girlfriend, and Ian was practically in love with her. Everytime I was around, he would always talk about her, and I hated it. It would hurt me. I always tried to compare myself with her - but it was impossible. She was taller than me, much more beautiful than me, her parents were richer, she had a brighter smile, she would always get good grades in school, she was in the volleyball team and she was nice to everyone. She wouldn't steal. Wouldn't cheat. Everything about her was different than me. Better than me.

"Uh, yeah. I'm so happy to see you too, Melissa." I try to smile but I'm pretty sure my face looks like I have nausea. 

"Won't you introduce me to your new friend?" She smiles playfully while approaching Harry. I immediately recognize the familiar flirty look in her eyes. Ah shit, here we go again. I don't even realize what I'm doing but I hold Harry's hand in panic and I lie.

"Oh, he is my boyfriend Harry. He's British."

Harry looks at me in shock but I practically beg him to continue this with my looks. He rolls his eyes and turns back to Melissa.

"Yes, um, hi."

"I... didn't know you had a boyfriend." Melissa eyes Harry from head to toe with disbelief in her look.

"Yeah, well, it happened so quickly-" 

"So it happened this afternoon? Woah, you're faster then I remember." A familiar voice cuts me off and I know who he is. Oh. Fuck.

"Ian I-"

"Whatever, London. I'm just happy that you're happy, and all. You know, we're best friends." He shrugs and takes a shot.

"Ah geez, Ian, would you please listen to me?" I try to explain but he raises his hand. 

"Okay, London. You can date whoever you want, I overreacted."

"Oh, thanks for the permission, buddy." Harry talks, with a terrifying look in his eyes.

"Okay, Harry, stop." I desperately try to prevent them from fighting, but before Ian gets a chance to answer, Melissa interrupts.