"Here we are, standing in the dark, lips locked, and tongues interlaced. I pull away from him and have a moment of realization, "Harry, this isn't right, Louis will find out" He pulls me back towards him, forcing me to give in as I wrap one arm around the back of his neck, and rest the other on his chest. He looks back at me, his eyes full of lust. He leans down and whispers in my ear: "Let him" is the last this he says before he reconnects our lips and lifts my t-shirt over my head."
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