Brooklyn's heart raced.
His question Hung in the air with no response.
She didn't know how to respond. She didn't know if he meant talking or something else. But by the look in his eyes and the smirk spread across his face, Brooklyn thought she had an idea of what he meant.
"Are you...nervous?" He asked leaning closer to her.
"N-no. What do you mean?" She was sure he could hear her heart thump against her chest. Her breathing picking up, eyes wide.
He leaned in to her ear. close enough that when he spoke his soft lips lightly touched her skin.
"Am I making you nervous baby?"
She gulped unable to think of a response. Her mind doing backflips.
He placed his hand on her mid thigh. Rubbing his thumb against her leg. His touch making Brooklyn jolt slightly.
"Has a boy ever touched you Brooklyn?"
His words vibrating in her ears making her cheeks burn. She had never been with someone like that. She had only had three other boyfriends.
He started to kiss down her neck. His lips feeling like a trail of fire burning through her skin with every peck.
"Has anyone ever talked to you dirty before?"
His words escaped his mouth so smooth, not missing a beat.
"Or am I just the lucky one to be able too?"
Brooklyn snapped back to reality.
"Stop! We can't! Uhh you can't." She stuttered. Eyes wide with surprise.
Harry laughed but not in a mocking way, it was more of a "you're so embarrassed that it's cute" laugh.
"Okay. We don't have too. Sorry to make you feel embarrassed." He smiled whispering as he rubbed her leg again.
"Uh..you didn't I just..we don't-"
"Know each other well enough. I know I know. Plus you probably want to save that for someone extra special." He glanced at the ground then back up again.
"Well yeah..sorta.."
"I understand." he smiled lightly.
"I really do want to get to know you Brooklyn." He looked in her eyes as if they were the only ones he had ever seen.
Her heart melted with the look in his eyes. They were sincere, like he really meant it.
"I want to get to know you too harry" her cheeks blushed slightly.
He bit his lip trying to hide the smile that dared to spread across his face. Almost as if he had won. Like it was a prize to even hear her say that. To hear those words come out of her mouth.
"I guess we should probably get to work now."
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The Dark Angel (Harry Styles Fanfic)
Fanfiction"He was a boy you could look at with both love and hate. A boy so dark yet so beautiful. So brilliant, yet so simple. He was the kind of boy people went crazy just trying to figure him out. Everyone except her"
