Sex With The Heartbreaker [Harry Styles]

Chapter 17

NOT EDITED.

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My initial plan behind bringing Harry up to his bedroom was to infuriate Alex. I had thought that we'd just go up to his room, fake some moans, come out and act like we did "it".

But as I lay on Harry's bed, with my top and Harry's shirt on the floor, all sane thoughts were out of my head. Innocent pecks that started on my lips were now being placed on my breasts. Hands that only cupped my face were now cupping my ass. As distracting as Harry's touch was, I couldn't help but to wonder where my plan wrong. And then it hit me.

I forgot to tell Harry about my d.amn plan.

He, in his intoxicated state of mind, probably thought everything I did was because I wanted to sleep with him. I couldn't deny the fact that I found Harry extremely sexy, and his kisses alone were enough to turn me on, but I didn't want to lose my virginity to someone I barely knew, let alone someone who is still hooked up over his ex-girlfriend and might moan her name instead of mine. All my jumbled thoughts went out the window the moment I felt Harry fumbling with my bra strap. I wanted to push Harry away, but it seemed like as if my hands had a different intention, and were pulling him closer instead. Maybe this was meant to happen. Maybe today was the day I lost my virginity.

And then it happened.

It all happened in a split second, I felt Harry's hand go limp around me, and the next thing I knew, he fell flat on me. Silent snores filled the room, and that's when I realized that Harry freaking styles just fell asleep. On top of me. While trying to have sex with me.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

Anger pumped through me and I was adamant in waking harry up. I tried hitting his chest with my hands, I tired screaming in his ear, but nothing seemed to work.

It was than that I remembered someone once saying that water helped wake people up. I made to my way to his toilet, filled a cup to its brim with water and stood over harry, wondering if I should pour it on him. Just as my conscious was about to kick in and was about to just turn away, a heavy snore came out of his mouth. That snore was enough to push me over the edge and I poured the water on him. Within seconds of being drenched in the water, he woke up spazzing.

That was so bloody funny.

"What the hell was that for?!" Harry shouted at me.

"That was for falling asleep on me while trying to have sex with me you asshat." I retorted.

His anger seemed to have subsided, and a lopsided grin took its place instead.

"We were about to have sex?" He asked with one raised eyebrow.

"Well, you wanted to. I wouldn't have let you. I'm not letting you be my first." I blurted out. My eyes widened when I realized what I just said. I basically just admitted that I was a virgin to harry.

Harry's grin disappeared the moment I made my confession, and from the look on his face, I could tell he was not expecting me to be a virgin.

"You're joking right?"

I figured there wasn't any point in lying to him, so I replied him with a simple no and said that I was indeed a virgin.

I expected awkwardness, or uncomfortable silence to fill the air, but surprisingly, harry didn't seem to mind my new revelation. As harry walked towards his closet to pick out a new shirt, I couldn't help but to admire all his tattoos. His tattoos were so beautiful. Before I knew it, I had closed the distance between him and I and was now currently admiring his tattoos up close. My hands moved across his body, alerting him of my close presence, making him turn around to face me.

This moment seemed more intimate then it should have been.

"These sparrows...they're pretty. Do they have any meaning?"

"Yeah. Freedom." I wanted to ask what that was supposed to mean, but there was a finality in his tone that suggested I shouldn't, and I also didn't want to pry.

Harry suddenly tugged me closer to him, and his hands now rested on my waist. Harry brought his lips closer to mine and said, "Maybe we should continue where we left off?" His hot breath that was now fanning my neck was sending shivers down my spine, but as tempting as his offer was, I couldn't. Not when he was intoxicated and especially not when he would not even rememeber it the next day.

"Maybe we should go down? We've been up here for awhile now. Alex is probably already fuming, which was why I brought you up here in the first place." I asked him.
As we began making our way down the staircase, I realized that everyone was looking at harry and I, some smirking, some just plainly staring. My eyes immediately found Alex's, and I could see his jaw clenching. I took a quick glance over at Summer, and she was intently staring at Harry.

Seems like the plan worked.

Right when harry and I were about to join the game, alex spoke up.

"Hey katherine, can I have a word with you outside?"

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SHORT CHAPTER GUISE.
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