camp cherry | hs

eleven

have you EVER seen someone cuter

sorry for this chapter

rip sex free camp cherry :(

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HANA

I excuse myself to the toilet, people barely noticing my sudden disappearance in the midst of the competitive game. I rush as fast as my feet will allow me to the showers, careful to not trip or run into anything, holding my flashlight up and shining it into the darkness.

"Cherry."

"Holy shit, Harry! Stop scaring me all the time," I jump, the ray of light beaming from the head of my torch hitting his chest and illuminating his entire form softly.

"Not my fault you don't look where you're going. And you're easy as fuck to scare," he wraps an arm around my waist, guiding me towards the side of the building, consistently checking to see if anyone could see or follow us.

"I am not!" I protest adamantly, "I mean it, Har—"

"Boo!"

I don't realise what I've done until Harry groans and keels over in pain, hands holding his crotch.

"Harry, I'm so sorry," I ramble, bending down to ensure he's alright, "are you okay?"

"Might've just ruined my chances of having kids but yeah, I'm fine," he mumbles in a pained tone, resting his forehead on the grass.

"I'm so sorry, what can I do?" I ask frantically. He rolls onto his back, laying his legs flat and letting his head loll to one side, facing me.

"You can kiss it better," he suggests with a wicked grin, groaning when I slap him on the top of his head when he gets to his feet, "would you stop hurting me?"

"Would you stop being a dumbass?" I remark, Harry huffing in annoyance.

"You're so mean to me, Cherry," he pouts dramatically, walking us backwards until my back hits the jagged stone of the wall.

"I'm not that mean," I tilt my head and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down and kissing him, my tongue taking control for once and sneaking into his mouth, running along his bottom lip. He stands straight, holding on to my waist, causing my feet to momentarily lift from the ground before my tiptoes find the grassy floor, a compromise made between our heights as Harry is considerably taller than me.

He lets out a small moan when I don't stop his hands travelling to my ass, exploring the flesh as if he'll never get to touch me again. His hips drive forward, almost uncontrollably, looking for some relief, both of us groaning into each other's mouth when his growing erection presses into my lower stomach, Harry soon pulling back with wild hair, sparkling eyes and swollen lips.

"Can we go somewhere else, my cabin?" he questions desperately, kissing me shortly when I nod in agreement. Our pace is hurried, the urgent tension between us increasing with each step, knowing glances shared between us.

"Harry! What are you doing?" a blinding light is shone in our faces, Carl revealed to be behind it when he lowers it slightly.

"I—um..."

"I forgot something back at my cabin, Harry was just going with me to make sure I was safe." I interrupt before Harry can say much else, his few frozen stutters already looking suspicious, not to mention us both rushing towards the cabins, lips red and shiny, hair tangled from each other's hands.

"Oh, really? What is it that you forgot?" he clearly doesn't believe our lie.

"Tampons. I'm on my period. It's really heavy." I say, my mouth twitching upwards into a faint smile when his face falls.