Fat girl worries

Chapter 8

Harry and I have been avoiding each other like the plague for the last couple of days. He hasn't said a word to me and I haven't said a word to him. I'm not gonna lie, it is slowly killing me. I miss interacting with him, even if we use to just fight. And worst of all is that school starts tomorrow and I don't know anyone there.

I sigh as I slowly walk down the stairs, it's after ten and I need some water to help me relax. I frown when the light is on and I wanna turn on my heels and run when I see Harry but his green orbs has already landed on me.

I stand there awkwardly and then move over to the cupboard, opening it. "Just grabbing some water." I mumble, standing on my tip toes to reach for a glass, but it was too high up because the other one's were currently being washed in the dish washer.

I feel the move in the atmosphere as Harry moves over, pressing right into me to reach above my head and get me a glass. I gasp, his presence too much to handle. My ass pressing right into his crotch.

He takes his time to bring the glass down to the counter, trapping me between him and the counter. His breath is hot on the back of my neck as he breathes hard.

I can't help but move my ass a little bit, his semi hard erection moving with it. He grunts and lays his forehead on my shoulder while his hands grab my hips, making me move my hips against him. I lean forward on the counter, sticking my ass out even more. Now he started moving with my hips, grinding onto me.

We don't say anything, we just do this. His hands grabbing so hard it's probably going to bruise. Suddenly I remember the bathroom scene and I freeze.

I force myself to turn so I can see his face. His face is flushed and eyes dark while he stares down at me. Hair falling into his face, he looks so sexy like this. He's pressing into my front and his erection is pressing into the soft flesh of my tummy.

"What are you doing?" I question. He looked confused. "Uh, I don't know?" He's frowning. I put my hand on his chest and push him away softly. "I thought I disgusted you?" My voice is soft, he looks away. Confirmed, he has seen me and now he's disgusted.

I turn from him and grab the glass, moving away so I can fill it with water. The lump in my throat is hard to swallow while I concentrate on not crying.

"You don't disgust me, Skylar." Harry says softly as I walk out the kitchen and I scoff. Yeah right.

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Harry's P.O.V

I watch her go on her tip toes to reach for a glass, a small smile finds its way to my face. My eyes travel down her body where the super short pj's are rising up to reveal the bottom of her ass. I can feel my dick twitch as I watch her.

Without a second thought I walk over to her and lean over her, pressing into her as I reach for the cup. She smells amazing and I feel the blood going into my dick. Her ass is amazing, the best ass I've seen so far. She moves her ass and my dick goes with it, I grunt and lean my head on her shoulder, grabbing her hips.

My hands lead her hips and they move in a circular motion, she leans forward and sticks her ass out even more, my grip thightens on her hips and she moans. I grunt and lean my head back as we grind against each other.

Suddenly she stops moving and straightens up, turning around to look at me. Her pupils are blown and lips parted. "What are you doing?" She asks and I frown. "Uh, I don't know." I manage to say, taken back by her words.She puts her hand on my chest and softly push me away. "I thought I disgusted you." her voice is soft and my heart drops and I look away before I admit to this girl that I have feelings for her.

She moves away from me, gets some water and leaves the kitchen. "You don't disgust me, Skylar." I say too late. I'm such a pussy for not wanting to tell her. My phone dings and I get a message from Cindy telling me what time to pick her up, I roll my eyes and ignore the message as I turn the lights off and walk up the stairs to my room.

Later I decided to go check if she's okay, I stop outside her door.

Inside I hear a soft buzzing noise and then a gasp. 

Is she masturbating?

I open the door slowly, just an inch until I can see her on the bed, legs spread open and the light from outside shining on her. Illuminating every inch of her. I think my brain has stopped working because all the blood in my body has moved down south to my cock. 

Suddenly her head turns and she's looking at me with a small smile, I close the door behind me and move up her bead, crouched over her while I kiss my way up her legs and to her glistening entrance. Just as I wanted to pull my tongue up between her folds a weird noise wakes me up.

I sit up straight in bed with my dick as hard as a rock in my boxers, it seems like I have vivid sex dreams about her every night now. I quickly grabbed my aching dick and start pulling on it, it was so hard it was sensitive to the touch. I came fast again. I cleaned myself up and got out of bed, walking across the hall to the shower to clean off and cool down before school. Senior year, finally.

I jumped in the shower and quickly jerked off again, cumming into the drain with a grunt, eyes screwed shut as I saw her in front of me, felt her touching me.

I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my waist, looking in the mirror at myself and smiling when I saw the quite big outline of my dick, proud to be blessed. 

I open the bathroom door and stopped, looking at Skylar as drops of water fell down my face. her eyes raked over my body, looking at my tattoos, eyes stopping on my crotch area, her face heating up a little before stepping around me to go take a shower.