In Too Deep (Harry Styles)

Harry let out a low chuckle.

"So innocent, I love it."

He trailed his long forefinger across my cheekbone, leaving it there slightly longer than necessary. He bowed his head so his mouth was level with my eardrum.

"You wouldn't mind dropping me your number, would you?" He whispered.

I shivered, his voice sent the hairs on my arm shooting up.

"I, erm..." I was literally lost for words; how did this man, that I had practically just met, have such a huge influence on me?

"I'll take that as a yes."

Harry slipped my phone out of my hands, the screen lighting up in the dark over-crowded room. He typed something into my phone, before returning it to me. A few seconds passed when I heard an unfamiliar ring tone. Harry pulled out his phone from his skin-tight jeans, when I began to process what he had done. I merely thought he was typing his number into my phone, that way I wouldn't even have to text him, just ignore him.

"I'll be seeing you real soon baby." Harry gave me his signature smirk before pressing his cool lips to the spot right below my ear. My eyes fluttered and Harry let out an appreciative groan, pulling away from me. He turned away from me, and in three easy strides he was out of the door, sending a wink my way; leaving me extremely dazed.