Two producers comes to Brown University to start a reality tv date show after the school won the raffle for the #SaveTheChildren Project in the start of the school year.
Zayn Malik has a crush on Harry Styles.
Harry has a crush on his best friend, N...
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Chapter 33: He Helped Niall.
*A Few Days Later*
"One more." I said, puckering my lips at Harry.
He chuckled and pecked my lips again.
I pouted. "One more, please?"
Harry grabbed my face gently and planted another passionate kiss on my lips. I moaned as I began to suck on his bottom lip. He placed his hands on my waist and dug his fingers in my skin. I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
Harry moaned into the kiss as I played with the ends of his hair.
"Umm, can you guys relax?" Niall protested.
I pulled away from Harry, forgetting how we were in his dorm room with Niall minutes before that heated lip lock.
I blushed. "Sorry, Niall."
"I'm leaving. This the fifth time in the last hour." He closed his binder and left with a scowl on his face.
"What's his problem?" I asked, pecking Harry's lips again.
"Perrie broke up with him."
I frowned. "Really? They were so cute."
Harry nodded and kissed my lips. "Yeah, I feel bad for him." He said massaging my sides.
I moaned as Harry left kisses on my neck. He sucked on my skin gently. "F-Fuck." I moaned.
He pulled away. "I haven't heard that sound in a while." He said.
"I've been hearing it a lot because I've been masturbating." I joked.
Harry's eyes widen. "Really? That's hot. What do you think about when you do it hmm?" He asked, wiggling his brows.
"Umm, I think of Simon." I said looking at him with a straight face.
He looked at me before we both started laughing. "Ew, Zayn. Please don't joke like that ever again."
I wiped a tear. "I'm sorry."
Harry scrunched his nose up. "The image of Simon naked is now embedded in my mind. Thanks."
I placed myself on his lap and grinded on him softly. "Is it on your mind now?" I whispered, kissing his lips.
"I have a question to ask you." He said after pulling away from my lips. I leaned into him more, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Go for it." I said, playing with the string on his jeans.
"Does my past have anything to do with why you're hesitating about sex?" He asked.
I lifted my head off his chest and looked at him. "Yeah, It did but not anymore. I've accepted it now."
Harry narrowed his eyes at me. "I don't know if you're telling the truth or you're just saying that just to make me feel better."
