Lost in The City // H.S.

Chapter 38

The past few days Harry and I have barely been able to keep our hands to ourselves. As soon as we step into either of our apartments it is all passionate kissing and heavy panting like we are some lovesick teenagers. But honestly it feels that way with him. It is like we can't get enough of each other.

But despite how happy we are, I know he has been purposely avoiding talking about everything that happened with Liam. I can tell he just wants to forget about it but Liam is his best friend and I feel partially responsible for their fighting. So I am going to make sure they figure it out, he needs to talk to him and work it out.

"We need to talk about this." I tell Harry again, looking over my shoulder at him.

He is still laying in the same spot on my bed shirtless with the sheet resting low on his torso, and sending my mind into a frenzy. I continue to put away my laundry despite my desire to climb back into bed with him.

"I don't want to," Harry groans, sticking out his lip in a pout at me and sinking lower into my bed.

"Well we are. He's your best friend, you need to talk to him. You're in a band together, you can't ignore him forever." I say not giving in to his cute little pout, but I have to turn away from him so he can't see my smile.

"Fine," he whines rolling out of my bed and walking towards me. His body moves so effortlessly, his long legs carrying him close to me in just a few steps. He is wearing a pair of pajama pants that hang low on his hips showing off the indents of his muscles and the tattoos placed on his hips.

"I'm serious." I say sternly watching his every move. "No more ignoring him at practice. Plus it's your birthday soon and we are all hanging out so you need to work it out before then."

"Have I ever told you you're bossy?" He asks raising a questioning brow at me as he slowly closes the space between us.

"Yes," I say. "You were quite drunk though so I'm not sure if you remember it," I laugh at the fake glare he sends me.

He runs his fingers into my hair his eyes scanning my face flicking to my lips every few seconds sending a rush through my body and straight to the pit of my stomach.

"Well you are," His deep voice is lustful. Then he lowers his head slowly making my heart thump in anticipation before he kisses me deeply.

"You need to change you have to leave in fifteen minutes," I say out of breath when he pulls away leaving my heart racing from his kiss.

He smiles at my breathless words and places a small peck on my lips before walking away seemingly satisfied with my reaction to him.

I roll my eyes at his cocky attitude but the smile stays on my face.

Harry reluctantly changes and grabs everything he needs for band practice. Once he has everything he wanders into my kitchen to tell me goodbye.

"Please talk to Liam," I beg him.

"I will," he whines before leaning down and kissing me goodbye.

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HARRY POV

I swear I have never smiled so much in my life. This girl drives me wild. Between her sassy comments and blue eyes always watching me I feel like I have to remind myself to breathe sometimes.

After changing into my jeans and throwing on my hoodie I wander back towards her kitchen to find her sipping her coffee.

"Please talk to Liam," She begs me again when her eyes meet mine.