Harry's POV
I laid Jayda on the bed and began to pace back and forth.
"Harry, stop pacing you're making me dizzy," she giggled.
"You're never getting drunk again do you hear me?"
"Sir yes sir," she laughed.
"Jayda. I'm being serious right now. I just punched my friend because of you. Thank god he's gonna be too hungover to even realize it in the morning."
I continued to pace.
"You're no fun," she pouted.
"Listen, I don't mind you having fun, but I at least need you to be respectful of your boyfriend."
Wow, this is the first time I've claimed that out loud. Boyfriend?
"Boyfriend?" she whispered.
I faced the wall.
"Yes Jayda, boyfriend. Could you at least remember that please?"
"Harrrryyyyyy....." she called out.
I turned around to see that she was now completely undressed, only wearing the heels I got her.
Fuck me
No. Absolutely not. I can't give in.
"Jayda, put your clothes on," I said, trying to sound convincing.
Lord knows I didn't want her to.
"You sure?" she said, beginning to walk towards me.
I watched as her body glided towards me so angelic, but this girl was the devil. At least while she was like this.
"Jayda please...."
"Please what H?" she said softly.
OMG
"What would you like me to do for you baby?"
She walked behind me to lock the door. As she walked back towards me, she began to move her hands up and down my chest while standing behind me.
"You want me to put my clothes on still?"
She tore my shirt off and licked up and down my back. I turned around, picked her up, and slammed her against the wall.
So much for not caving, I thought.
Our tongues exchanged back and forth. I could taste the liquor off her tongue. I walked backwards towards the bed, and switched our positions so she was now on the bottom.
I lifted her leg up and kissed every inch, starting near the heels. Those heels made her look even sexier. I don't know how that's even possible anymore.
"Please H," she moaned.
I licked her spot slowly to edge her on. She began to tug one hand at the sheets and the other at my head.
"Oh my g-" she managed.
I came up and slipped my cock in. She was so wet I almost came from contact.
"Fuck," I groaned.
She gripped my arms as she does while I steadily went in and out, picking up pace with every stroke.
"More..." she moaned.
The deeper I went, the harder her grip became on me. I turned her around so her face was now in the pillows. I held her hands together in one hand as the other gripped her shape.
"Harry," she screamed.
The music outside the door was too loud for people to even notice. Plus, I'm sure everyone has past out anyways.
Her legs began to shake as her sweet cream began to ooze out. I turned her back around to get a taste. Her legs shook even more with the contact of my tongue on her.
After my fulfillment, she climbed on top of me for her own pleasure. I filled her mouth after a couple sucks. We passed out instantly afterwards.
The next morning....
Jayda's POV
I woke up to Harry's and mine naked body's intertwined with one another's. What the hell happened last night? I thought.
Just then, Harry began to awake as well.
"Morning," he yawned.
"Yes indeed it is," I said puzzled.
My head began to pound like my brain was trying to pound through my skull.
"You don't remember anything do you?" he laughed.
"Not a chance," I said, rubbing my forehead.
"I'll go get you some orange juice and aspirin," he said, putting on his shorts.
"Babe?"
"Yes love?"
"Could you turn off the light please? It's not helping the headache."
He chuckled and did as asked. Uhhhh...I'm never drinking again. I put my pillow against my face to hide the shame that was bestowed upon me.
Harry's POV
As I walked out the bedroom, everyone was right where we left them. Passed out of the floor. I shook my head in judgment. I found Louis happily sitting at the breakfast nook.
"Good morning lad," he smiled.
"And what are you beaming about?" I asked, grabbing the orange juice and a cup.
"The party was a blast wasn't it mate?"
"Define blast..." I joked.
"Well I had a great time."
There's only ever one reason why Louis smiles this hard. It's definitely not an everyday type of glow.
"Louis don't tell me...."
"Aht, before you judge, yes, I was safe."
We both began to laugh.
"Louisssss!" A woman called from his bedroom.
"Well mate. I'm going to have to cut this convo short. I have my duties to get back to."
"Don't worry mate, I'm on hangover duty," I laughed.
I headed back in the room to find Jayda laying down, covering her face with the pillow.
"Are you okay?" I asked, sitting the aspirin and juice next to her.
"No, I'm never drinking again," she mumbled.
We both knew that this wasn't true.
"How bad was I?" she said, slowly peeking from behind the pillow.
"Umm you were dancing on Luke which resorted in me punching him," I confessed.
"What? You punched him?"
"Don't worry. It wasn't hard. Just enough to make him sleep for the rest of the night. Plus, he won't even remember it."
She busted out into laughter which made me join along.
"I love you so much," I smiled, kissing her on the bridge of her nose.
"I love you too."
I passed her one of my shirts and some underwear. I figured we'd be staying in for the rest of the day.
"Staying in?" she asked.
"You know it," I said, cuddling up next to her.
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Whatever It Takes
FanfictionHarry Styles Fan-fiction Story.... *UNEDITED* This one directioner Harry Styles is going under and his head isn't in it anymore. He wants an escape, a safe place.. What will happen when he finally finds it? Will the real world strive to keep them ap...