PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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P H O E B E

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Me and Harry had a lazy morning, before I changed into one of his many graphic t shirts and put in the leggings I had taken off yesterday. I changed into Harry's boxers, which were unnoticeable under the large t shirt. Harry laughed at how big they were on me, but I didn't mind.

All morning Jack was calling my phone, but I blocked him.

I've learned that if I wanted to carry on seeing Harry, I'd either have to walk or park further down the road so Jack doesn't come near me.

We had came out for lunch, and that's when I decided to tell him.

"Me and Jack broke up." I told Harry as we sat in the booth of the small burger restaurant.

"You did?" Harry raises his eyebrows, looking back to me.

I nod.

"How did that go?" He asked after a couple of seconds.

"Um.. not great." I chuckle.

"Oh?"

"Just classic Jack really. Pointing out all of my flaw-"

"What flaws?" Harry scoffs.

"I have plenty. Many that he brought my attention to." I chuckle.

"Shut up. You're literally flawless." He rolls his eyes and sips from his drink.

"No, no. I agree with Jack. I just think it's wrong for him to point them out. Which is why I broke it off. I live with Lola now."

"I got you all to myself now." Harry smirks and I look up to his eyes. They were large, hungry. Staring at my lips and flicking to my eyes. He clears his throat and shuffled around in his chair. "Phoebe."

"Mm?" I reply, sipping from my drink.

"I really want to fuck you. Right now." His voice was low, and I choke on my drink - looking around in hope no one heard.

I catch my breath, watching the lady come over to us with our burgers.

"You're gonna have to wait, sweet boy." I smile as the lady puts down our burgers in front of us.

We thank her, before eating through the delicious burgers.

They really were delicious.

Harry devoured his fast, his leg bouncing under the table.

"Can I get you any desserts?" The waitress smiles as she takes our plates.

"No, thank you. We've got some at home." Harry replies.

"Actually, we don't anymore. How good is the strawberry cheesecake?" I point to the fruity desert on display in the fridge.

"Really good. Homemade this morning, Carol is known for her cheesecakes." She smiles.

"I'll have a slice of that please."

"And for you, sir?"

"I'm good thanks. I definitely have my desert at home." He gives a tight smile.

"Sure! Give me two minutes." The waitress skips away and I look at Harry.

It looks could kill, I would be a dead women.

"Are you looking for a spanking?" Harry whispers and I cross my legs, squeezing my thighs together.

The lady brings it over fast, a smile still on her face.