PARTY UP THE STREET - HARRY STYLES (AU)

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H A R R Y

t h u r s d a y
3 p m

"You had a delivery, I stuck it on your bed." Huxley tells me as I sat on the sofa after coming in from my class.

I had classes and exams all week, and surprisingly I made it to every single one - revising alongside too. Me and Phoebe has been texting all week, maybe even some sexting too. She had been pretty busy also, so we hadn't seen each other since our car scenario.

"Oh, cheers." I think in my head about what I ordered, but couldn't recall anything. I shrugged it off, standing up. "Gonna go for a nap." I mumble, making my way upstairs.

I shut the door behind me and frown at the box on my bed. I seriously couldn't remember, and I hope it wasn't a mistake I made when drunk.

After a while of trying to pull the sellotape off, I finally got up and grabbed a pair of scissors, tearing open the box.

I almost throw the box down when I see what was inside.

A vibrator, a cock ring, lube and a butt plug. Some fluffy pink handcuffs were at the bottom and I grabbed my phone, knowing who to call.

"Hello?" Phoebe answers.

"What the fuck." I say.

"What?" She asks, confused.

"Why would you get that sent to my house?" I whisper shout.

She giggles. "Oh yeah. Well I couldn't get it sent to Lolas. Plus, I saw that your parcels always get put on your bed, so I knew it wouldn't be opened."

"Still!" I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"Oh, Harry. It's no biggie. I'll be over later though... we can try it out?" Phoebe asks and of course, I fall on my knees for her.

"Please."

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7 p m

I heard Phoebe talking to the boys downstairs and I was suddenly glad that she wasn't an awkward person because the boys can ask some odd questions at times. We were only having a small gathering tonight, but I decided to sit out since the smell of weed gives me a headache when I'm not smoking it.

She finally came into my room, clicking the door shut behind her. "Hey." She plonked down on my bed.

She was wearing black denim shorts and a pale yellow floral crop top. It was extremely hot today, and I was suddenly grateful because I got to see her in minimal clothing.

"You look cute." I poke her thigh and she smiles.

"Thank you."

"How was your day?" I ask.

She shrugs, "same as."

"Jack been trying to get ahold of you?"

"Yeah, he left a note on my car outside work asking if we could go out for a coffee to talk things over. Obviously, I threw it away." Phoebe sighs and I frown.

"Let me know if you want me to bash his head in." I smirk and she giggles.

"He'll stop soon."

"He better."

It went quiet for a bit, before she stands. "So, where is it?"

"Under my bed." I sit up and she crouches over to grab the box.

"I did tell you I was ordering it." Phoebe says, matter of factly.

"Not to my bloody house."

"Has it been a problem?" She raises an eyebrow. I stayed quiet. "Exactly. Now... this looks fun. Have you ever used toys before?"

I blush.

"You're so open." I chuckle, leaning my head back against my arm.

"And you're so shy for the cocky little guy I met a couple months ago." She states.

"I'm not.. that's just terrifying." I point.

"That's okay! Me too. I've never used toys either, though I'm sure if I did I would've actually had a proper orgasm in the past 5 years." Phoebe shrugs.

"Well, we will make up for that." I trail my finger up and down her thigh as she sits cross legged in the middle of my bed. "So show us what you chose."

"So I chose this 'cause... it just is bloody amazing." She pulls out a vibrator. "This 'cause... it looks fun, especially for you." The cock ring looks big in her small hand and my own cock twitches. "This 'cause... we're gonna need it for this." Phoebe pulls out the butt plug alongside the lube.

"Umm..." I bite my lip. I was unsure how I felt about it. I was madly turned on when Phoebe played with my tightness that time, but now I don't even know if that's my kind of thing or not.

"It's okay, we don't have to use it. Just if you wanted to." She smiles and plonks it down on the bed. "Oh... also these. Because I would love to see you tied up. Vulnerable Harry is my favourite kind." Phoebe bites her lip and I smile.

"I love how honest you are." I chuckle.

"Sorry. I ramble when I'm excited. I'm just glad I met you.. to try out all these bits with." She purses her lips and I pull her towards me. "I mentioned it to jack before and he laughed in my face. It was only a vibrator, for myself too! I was so embarrassed that I never wanted to think about it again." She admits.

"Well, you haven't got to worry about that around me." I grab her wrists and she falls forward onto my chest, sighing.

"Let's just lay before we get started, though."

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