h & t

Chapter 6

"I'm throwing a party tonight, and I want you to come," his raspy voice informed me through the phone. "I don't know my schedule is pretty busy," I teased him. "See you at 9," he replied to my remark before hanging up.

Skinny jeans were not my friends. It shouldn't be a work out to put your freaking pants on! However once they were on I have to admit my ass look nice. I did a shimmy in the mirror and glanced at the clock. It was 15 minutes until the party started. I slid on my shoes grabbed my keys and locked my door behind me.

I walked into the house and my senses were hit with the party smell. Weed wafted throughout the house and in every room there was a couple that needed to get a room. I shoved my way through to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. I rummaged around looking for an opener and finally found it opening my drink.

I didn't see Harry any where so I made my way upstairs thinking that he might be in his room. I knocked on his door and he opened it slightly before he realized it was me and invited me in.

"What are you doing hiding in your room at your party," I joked. "I can't find my key," he replied opening all of the drawers. "Why do you need a key," I asked walking over to him. "If I don't lock my room people will come in here and fuck in my bed," he retorted laughing a little. I scrunched up my nose and began to help him look for it.

"Harry I think I might have found it," I said picking up the key I found on the top of one of his bookshelves. "Yes! Thank you so much," he praised me kissing my lips. "Let's go get drunk," he continued leading me out of his room and down the stairs.

I couldn't stop smiling. He just kissed me as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Where Harry and I ready for the dating stage? Should I call him my boyfriend now?

Harry and I tapped shot glasses before I knocked back my 6th shot. The room was now spinning and I felt as if I was floating on air. "Let's go dance," i slurred pulling Harry behind me towards the crowd of people dancing.

His hands held my hips onto his and i swayed to the beat. The feeling of Harry's body on mine was like nothing I'd ever felt. I was sweaty but my body felt electric and goosebumps danced along my skin whenever his hair brushed onto my forehead.

"let's go upstairs," he whispered into my ear and I nodded following him through the house. In the kitchen I grabbed a bottle of vodka before ascending the stairs led by Harry.

We laid down on his bed. I didn't realize how tired I was until I was off of my feet. I turned my head to the side to see Harry staring at me.

I smiled and closed my eyes. "Are you tired," he asked brushing a piece of my hair behind my ear. I nodded and smiled at his delicate action. "It's really late. Do you maybe wanna stay here," he questioned. I nodded again smiling and opened my eyes to see him smiling back at me.

"Can we finish this vodka before we sleep," I laughed. Harry smiled and sat up screwing of the cap and taking a swig from the bottle before handing it to me.

There was only a little bit left in the bottle and I was the drunkest I have ever been. I arms felt like jello and the room felt light. I also had no control over what slipped out of my mouth.

"Can I do a body shot off of you," I blatantly asked Harry. He smiled and stood up waking over to a drawer and pulling out a shot glass. He threw it to me and to my surprise I caught it!

I watched as he grabbed the collar of his black shirt and pulled it up and over his head. He dropped the piece of clothing and for the first time I saw his full torso.

It was tan and in my opinion shaped by the gods. He had tattoos littered down his front side. Two birds on his collarbones, a butterfly on his abs, and little ferns near his v lines. "take a picture it will last longer," he teased watching me gawk at him.

He laid on the bed next to me hands behind his head watching me. I filled up the glass and slowly ran the liquid down his front. I refilled the glass and set it down on top of his butterfly. I smiled and repositioned myself.

I ran my tongue all the was up his stomach until I reached the glass and surrounded it with my lips. I sucked the glass and tilted my head back so the vodka ran down my throat. "that was hot as fuck," harry said looking at me. I smiled at him and yawned.

I grabbed the shirt from Harry and walked into his bathroom to change. I peeled off my jeans and took off my shirt before slipping on Harry's black shirt. It smelt like him and it was long. The material ended on my thighs a couple inches from my butt.

Harry turned to me when he heard the door shut and his eyes raked down my body. "You're so sexy," he told me smiling and pulling back the covers on his bed. "You look hot in your sweatpants," I said smiling and climbing into the bed. He climbed in after and the bed shifted with his weight. I closed my eyes and whispered "goodnight."
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I woke up and found Harry had wrapped himself around me last night. His arm was draped over my side his breath was ticking my neck and our feet were intertwined. I smiled at how we felt against each other and closed my eyes.

I woke up again except this time Harry wasn't beside me. I sat up and looked around the room. He was nowhere to be seen. I rolled out of bed and made my way down the hall and into the kitchen where I could smell bacon cooking.

"That was really good," i praised harry after eating my last bite of food. "Thanks," harry said grabbing out dishes and throwing them in the sink.