She | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 15

"What do you want to eat, Everly?" Harry asked as we drove down the road toward my apartment.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't want to, I don't want to upset anyone... How about we stay in and order takeout?" I suggested. 

I looked up from my phone in my hand and looked over at Harry, who had one hand on the wheel and the other hand on the gear shift. His hair was curled and some pieces fell onto his forehead perfectly. His eyes were focused on the road in front of us. He was still in his collared shirt from the interview, and his exposed chest was the sexiest thing I've seen in a long time. He looked over at me and then looked back at the road. Harry didn't normally get mad, but I didn't mean to ruin our dinner plans and I knew he would probably be upset.

"Why would I be upset?" He asked.

"Because I know you wanted to go out... If you want to go out then we can, I promise." He looked over at me and chuckled before placing his hand on my thigh.

His large hand on my bare skin made me flinch a little. He looked over at me for a second, before moving his hand back to the gear shift. I didn't mean to make him uncomfortable. I immediately felt horrible for flinching. 

"Darling, if you don't want to go out, that's okay. The only thing that I'm upset about right now is the fact that my lips aren't against yours." I chuckled and he pulled onto my street. "You don't have to feel guilty for not wanting to go out, alright?" 

"Alright." I nodded and looked down at my fingers on my lap.

"Just as long as I get to spend time with you." I smiled and looked up at him. "You have no idea how distracted I was the entire time, Everly Grace."

"Harry, I envy your trained ability to hide things." I groaned as he pulled into the driveway, laughing.

"I'll teach you all sorts of tricks..." A smirk danced on his lips. We both got out of his car and walked into my apartment. I instantly took off my awful heels and moaned as my feet touched the ground perfectly.

"I've never felt freer in my life," I said, causing Harry to laugh as he followed me into the apartment. His arms wrapped around my waist and turned me around. I giggled and before I knew it, I was lifted off of the ground.

"What are you doing?" I laughed as he groaned and carried me through the house.

"Finally giving you your well-deserved kisses." He pinned me against the wall and crashed his lips into mine.

Immediately, I felt my heart twist into knots as the beat quickened. The feeling of his soft and plump lips on mine made my knees go weak and I felt like I was jelly. His lips started to move to my cheek and down to my jawline. One of his hands wrapped around my waist while the other moved down to my thigh. He traced various shapes on my skin and slowly moved his hand back to my waist, pulling me closer to him. His lips moved down to my neck. I opened my eyes again as he slowly pulled away from my neck and looked into my eyes. His stare was intimidating, almost as if he was looking deep into my soul.

"You have no idea how much self-control I needed today to keep my hands off of you." His voice was breathy and made it so it was a whisper. I smiled as he leaned back in and kissed my lips, making the feelings intensify. I placed one hand on his shoulder and my other hand on his chest. His skin was soft and warm under my fingers. "What kind of takeout would you like?" He asked against my neck. His hot breath against my skin made chills immerse from under my skin.

"Are you seriously asking me that right now?" I asked, my voice just as breathy and quiet as his. He chuckled a little and moved his lips around my skin. Just as we were getting closer, the front door began unlocking. Harry quickly pulled his lips from me, and I slightly pushed him back. I heard Sofia laughing with David as she unlocked the door and walked in. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the couch.