Excessive (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 30.

What? What was he talking about? He just said that people kiss to get their firsts out of the way. I had mine in the early years of high school with a boy named David. It actually wasn't a real kiss, not like the one I just shared with Harry. The one with David was barely even a peck and since that day I never had another kiss, until Harry. So if Harry knows about my first kiss then he can't be talking about me, he must be talking about himself.

What? Harry hasn't had his first kiss? That can't be right, he brought that girl home a while ago and from what he had bragged about, they shared some intimate scenes that night. He must have kissed her at least once that night and even if he didn't, he is Harry Styles, that was most definitely not the first woman he brought to the house. Maybe he is just trying to annoy me, but for some reason the nervous look on his face said otherwise.

"Oh my god" I said covering my mouth with my hand as a nervous look in his eyes told the story. "You are kidding me right?" I asked making him shake his head.

"No I am not. I never had my first kiss" he said making me want to laugh and scream at the same time.

"B-But the g-girl at the house and s-she.. you didn't?..." I stuttered trying to wrap my brain around the fact that in some way this man has not had his first kiss.

"I don't let anybody kiss me" he said shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Why? You must have been with other girls.. you didn't..." I trailed off making him raise his eyebrows and shrug.

"I don't know how it happened, I mean I've had a shît ton of sëx, but I never really let anybody kiss me" he said making my jaw rest in its current position on the floor.

"B-But how did you know how to.." I began but was stopped by a few chuckles admitting from the mans throat.

"Arabella, think for once. How did you know?" he asked making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "You didn't, I didn't, but we are human and we know what other humans find pleasure in. We live in a crazy world, doll. Get on with it" he said with raised eyebrows.

I tried to let the information sink in. Harry, Harry Styles, one of the richest, most attractive, gang leader has not had his first kiss up until today. But with all this in mind. The one questions that lingered in my brain, and kept me from dropping the topic complelty. Why did he kiss me if he doesn't kiss?

Before I could even stop the words from my mouth, I spit out the exact question "How come you kissed me?" I asked making him chuckle to himself.

"Two different regions in my body that should be on the same page are not" he said with a smirk. I don't get it. He sensed my confusion and only laughed harder. "Innocent" he mumbled making my eyebrows furrow.

I bit my lip wanting to ask him every question running through my brain. Why did you want me to be your first kiss? Why did you tell me to stop if you wanted to have your first kiss? Where was my input in your use of me for your first kiss? Although I wanted answers to all those questions, the one that I never would dare to slip out of my mouth had done just that.