Bad Girl||

3. Better than You

"What are you doing here, Harry" I hissed. "I forgot my phone last night"

I rolled my eyes. He walked up to my room, me following close behind. "I will be back" I said to the girls.

"That's not why you really, right?"

"Of course not. now where was i? oh yeah, why in the world did you have sex with Luke, my best mate." he said, angry. "I wanted a good fuck, unlike you" I smirked.

This was my plan, to make him jealous. that's what he get for calling me a slut and for not listening to me.

"I bet I was better than Luke" he shrugged. "wrong, Luke is better. you fucking suck." I lied, he was pretty good, he did know how to pleasure a girl.

"So you want to see how I do it, without being drunk?" he smirked, pinning me on the wall. "sorry pretty boy, but there are some friends waiting for me down stairs" I stick my tongue at him.

I got out of his grip and began to walk toward the door. Then I felt his arm around my waist, lifting me up, throwing me on his shoulder. my eyes widened. "put me down!!"

"Alright" he said. he dropped me on the bed, and pinned me down. he began to suck on my neck aggressively. sucking on my sweet spot. I began to moan. "H-Harry."

I pushed him away. "your jealous" I smirked. "of what?" He raised his eyebrows. "Luke."

"Shut up and kiss me" he groaned, cupping my cheeks aggressively and pressed his lips on mine. I slowly kissed back, smiling. I know how to get my ways.

I pushed him off of my once again. "Dude, Harry, my friends are waiting for me." I said getting out of his grip. He groaned and got up. "fine, we will continue this later" he said, slapping my ass. I rolled my eyes and walked to the living room.

"About damn time, what were you guys doing? I heard moaning" Vanessa giggled, along with Ashley. "shut up." I rolled my eyes.

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Harry left right after. then the girl left awhile ago.

I hugged and layed down on my bed. drifting off to sleep.