Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 16

Sarah's P.O.V

"H-Harry!" I yelp.

"Does that feel good, baby?" Harry grunts.

"So good!" I moan.

"I'm about to c-come." I moan.

"Come for me baby." Harry says. And I do.

I come, and so does he, making his liquids fill into me.

"That was fun!" I pant.

"Yes it was." Harry pecks my lips.

"Come on, let's go get cleaned up." He says, and I nod.

We get cleaned up, put clothes on, and then cuddle on the bed. Soon, Harry gets a phone call. I sit up, with a sigh, and Harry whispers sorry, then answers the phone.

"Hello?" Harry says.

Harry's P.O.V

"Hello?" I say.

"Harry, where are you?" A voice says. Louis.

"I-I can't tell you that." I say.

"And why not?" Louis says.

"Because I just can't! Listen, if you want the girl, she's at my house." I say.

"Good. Is she pretty?" He asks.

"Stunning." I say.

"She better be.." He says.

"She is. You'll be surprised." I say.

"Okay, what's her name and how old is she?" Louis asks.

"Her name's Cara and she's twenty." I say.

"Interesting. I'll be in touch with you, Harry. Have a good day!" He says.

"Okay, bye!" I smile.

I was glad that he didn't go on about where I was.

"Was that Louis?" Sarah asks.

"Yeah." I say.

"Is he going to pick up Cara?" Sarah asks.

"Yep, and hopefully he'll be delighted with my decision." I say, Sarah giggles.

"What?" I chuckle.

"Hopefully he'll be delighted with my decision." She says in a low voice, then laughs making me laugh.

"Shut up!" I lightly push her.

Sarah giggles, and pushes me back, then jives her finger into my side, making me squirm.

"Ha-ha! You can't tickle me back because you're a loser!" Sarah giggles.

"Oh yeah!" I say.

"Yeah!" She giggles.

"Well in that case.." I start to tickle.

"Harry, stop!" Sarah laughs.

"Never!" I chuckle.

"H-Harry, I-I can't breathe!" Sarah laughs harder.

"Oh well! Looks like you shouldn't have done that naughty girl!" I giggle, tickling her stomach.

I soon get on top of her so I tickle her better.

"Harry no!" Sarah laughs.

"Harry yes!" I chuckle.

I tickle her stomach more, and then I go down to her feet. Sarah starts to kick her legs, so I hold her legs down.

"Harry! Stop!" She giggles.

"Nope!" I say, popping the p.

I tickle her feet more, making her little toes curl, making me giggle. I soon work my way back up, and tickle her sides.

"Harry, my stomach hurts!" She laughs.

"Too bad!" I laugh, sticking my tongue out.

I see that she's struggling, so I decide to make a deal with her.

"In order for me to stop, say that I'm the sexiest man alive!" I say.

"I'm the sexiest man alive!" Sarah giggles.

"Oh, I see how you wanna play." I say, then I tickle her even more.

"Okay okay! Harry Edward Styles is the sexiest man alive!" Sarah yelps.

I smirk to myself, and then stop.

"Thank you." I smirk.

"You're welcome." She pants.

I smile, then lean down, and peck her lips. Sarah grabs the collar of my shirt, pulling me into another kiss. I kiss her needy lips, and smirk into the kiss. I bite her bottom lip, making her moan.

"Harry, I want you." She moans.

I stop kissing her. My fingers reach down to her soaking heat, and I start to finger her.

"H-Harry!" Sarah yelps.

I go faster.

"H-Harry, I-I'm-" And then I stop. I decided to tease her.

"Harry, please I want you!" Sarah pouts.

"Nope, you decided to be a naughty girl so I decided not to make you come." I smirk.

"Meanie." She pouts.

"Whatever." I smirk, and then peck her lips again.