Forever and Always
Chapter 4
Me and Harry were in my room, lying down on my bed, doing nothing. Earlier, we felt sleepy but now, it’s like we weren’t and we were ‘kinda hyper.
“I’m sorry.” I apologize to Harry. I turn my head to look at him while he turned to look at me as well.
“What’s to be sorry about?” he asks.
I shrug. “I don’t know. My family is weird, it’s boring and I know you’re not used to this.”
He kisses me on the cheek lightly. “Anywhere with you is fun, babe.” He says.
I smile at his sweetness and I stood up so I was in a sitting position. “Let’s play the what if game.” I suggest.
Harry sits up too so know, we’re both in the sitting position. “Sure. Who starts?” he asks.
I think hard. “Why won’t you start?”
He smiles. “Sure.” He scrunches his nose up and I could tell he was thinking hard. “What if we saw Taylor?”
I roll my eyes. “I wouldn’t care.” I answer, grinning at him. He stared at me first before he took off his shirt and gestured me that it was my turn.
“What if I leave you?” I ask.
Harry pouts and answers, “I’ll look for you and never stop.”
I smile. “Your turn.”
“What if I write a song about you?” he asks.
I gasp and laughed. “I’ll be shocked and I’d tell you to never release it in public.” I laugh again before I continue. “Okay, my turn.” I think hard first before I asked. “What if I wasn’t pretty? Would you still like me?”
“No one is not pretty. Everyone is special in their own way, so yes, I’d still date you.” He answers.
I smile and covered my flushed cheeks. “Your turn.”
“What if I kissed you?” Harry asks. He crawled closer to me and our mouths were inches apart.
“I’ll kiss you back.” I state as I stared at his lips. I bit mine but it really didn’t matter because all of a sudden, I fell backward to my bed and Harry was on top of me, kissing me. His hands roamed around my waist and landed on my bra, unclasping it. His tongue begged for entrance but I didn’t give it, hoping to tease him. Instead, he gets frustrated that he palms me underneath so I moaned, giving him full advantage. My hands went to Harry’s hair and I pulled him closer and he laughs. We break apart when we were out of breath and we stared at each other.
“Is the game still on?” I ask.
He thinks hard before he answers. “No.” He states and he lunges at me, showering my neck with kisses. I giggle and tried to push him away but he had me locked with his legs.
“Harry.” I laugh and tried to struggle but he continues to tackle me. He takes my shirt off together with my bra and he nibbles on my collarbone making me moan. Instead of me being all hyper I began to be horny and I stopped giggling. “Harry, you’re seriously turning me on.” I mumble.
“Good.” He says kissing me on my breasts then my navel. He tried to go deeper but I stopped him.
“Harry, not in my parent’s house.” I state and pushed myself up, so I was leaning on the bed with my shoulders. “Sorry.” I apologize.
Harry pouts. “I’m sorry, this is stupid of me.” He apologizes. He stood up to grab my shirt and slowly slid it on me.
“It’s fine, Harry.” I say. “I just don’t want to do it here.”
“I understand.” He mutters. Suddenly, a thought popped out of my mind and I took Harry’s hand and I led him toward the kitchen. I open the freezer and took out my favorite ice cream, Haagen Daz, and showed it to him.
“Care for some ice cream?” I ask, doing the puppy eyes. “It’ll make you feel better.”
He sighs and finally gives in, grabbing the pint from me. I knew Harry was a bit bummed that I rejected him at sex. I think he still isn’t used to it. He walked toward the utensils and grabbed a spoon before he walked over to the sofa and sat down. I was still watching him but he extends his hand out and gestured me to sit down beside him. I did, and I leaned on his shoulder while he took a huge scoop and shoved it down his mouth. It was around midnight and we weren’t sleepy at all.
“Is that your photo album?” Harry asks pointing at my high school album on the book shelf. It had my name written on the side of it.
“Yep. Embarrassing, really.” I say walking toward it and grabbed it and walked back to Harry. Harry took it from my hands and browsed it. The first picture he saw was me wearing my cheerleader outfit.
"Wow." Harry comments. "You look the same."
I laugh. "I know. I was the captain that time so I was 'kinda bossy." I admit.
Harry nods and flipped the page. The next picture was that time I won Prom queen or something.
"You look like a princess." he says. "Really elegant. Where'd you get your dress?" he asks.
I shrug. "My mom made it for me."
"That's sweet." Harry says and he flips the page again. The next picture was the first time I went to a club and I was beyond excited.
"What's the occupation?" Harry asks.
"It was my first time to go clubbing." I answer. "I was with some friends and I was beyond wasted."
Harry laughs. "I wish I was there." Harry says and he turns the next page. The next picture was me and Tyler and we just finished practice.
"I was a bit chubby back then." I say, embarassed.
"It's cute." Harry states before he flipped the next page and it was me with a guy I don't even remember.
"Who is he?" Harry asks. He was obviously getting jealous.
"To be honest, I don't remember. Probably a random guy."
"A random guy who obviously had your full attention." Harry states and I roll my eyes and just went to the next picture.
"That was my birthday." I say, pointing at it. "We had a private one in the middle of the woods. It was actuall the best one because it was just us."
"Were there boys?" Harry asks.
I think hard. "As I remember, Kiera invited most of the boys." I state and Harry smiles.
"I want to be there when you turn 19." he says.
I roll my eyes. "Oh, I hope so." I say, teasing him. I bit my lip to seduce him and I could see his boner already. Harry had a weakness when it comes to biting my lips. Suddenly, Harry flips his hair and I seriously got wet. HARRYYYYYY." I say punching him lightly.
Harry chuckles. "You started it! You bit your lips first!"
I gron and pushed my head back. "I HATE YOUUUU." I murmur. "Now you have to kiss me." I push.
He declines. "Uh, uh. We're in your parents house. We can't do it." he says backfiring me with my own words a while ago. All I could do was laugh and tried humping him but he would playfully jump away, leaving me sexually frustrated.
“I’m sorry.” I apologize to Harry. I turn my head to look at him while he turned to look at me as well.
“What’s to be sorry about?” he asks.
I shrug. “I don’t know. My family is weird, it’s boring and I know you’re not used to this.”
He kisses me on the cheek lightly. “Anywhere with you is fun, babe.” He says.
I smile at his sweetness and I stood up so I was in a sitting position. “Let’s play the what if game.” I suggest.
Harry sits up too so know, we’re both in the sitting position. “Sure. Who starts?” he asks.
I think hard. “Why won’t you start?”
He smiles. “Sure.” He scrunches his nose up and I could tell he was thinking hard. “What if we saw Taylor?”
I roll my eyes. “I wouldn’t care.” I answer, grinning at him. He stared at me first before he took off his shirt and gestured me that it was my turn.
“What if I leave you?” I ask.
Harry pouts and answers, “I’ll look for you and never stop.”
I smile. “Your turn.”
“What if I write a song about you?” he asks.
I gasp and laughed. “I’ll be shocked and I’d tell you to never release it in public.” I laugh again before I continue. “Okay, my turn.” I think hard first before I asked. “What if I wasn’t pretty? Would you still like me?”
“No one is not pretty. Everyone is special in their own way, so yes, I’d still date you.” He answers.
I smile and covered my flushed cheeks. “Your turn.”
“What if I kissed you?” Harry asks. He crawled closer to me and our mouths were inches apart.
“I’ll kiss you back.” I state as I stared at his lips. I bit mine but it really didn’t matter because all of a sudden, I fell backward to my bed and Harry was on top of me, kissing me. His hands roamed around my waist and landed on my bra, unclasping it. His tongue begged for entrance but I didn’t give it, hoping to tease him. Instead, he gets frustrated that he palms me underneath so I moaned, giving him full advantage. My hands went to Harry’s hair and I pulled him closer and he laughs. We break apart when we were out of breath and we stared at each other.
“Is the game still on?” I ask.
He thinks hard before he answers. “No.” He states and he lunges at me, showering my neck with kisses. I giggle and tried to push him away but he had me locked with his legs.
“Harry.” I laugh and tried to struggle but he continues to tackle me. He takes my shirt off together with my bra and he nibbles on my collarbone making me moan. Instead of me being all hyper I began to be horny and I stopped giggling. “Harry, you’re seriously turning me on.” I mumble.
“Good.” He says kissing me on my breasts then my navel. He tried to go deeper but I stopped him.
“Harry, not in my parent’s house.” I state and pushed myself up, so I was leaning on the bed with my shoulders. “Sorry.” I apologize.
Harry pouts. “I’m sorry, this is stupid of me.” He apologizes. He stood up to grab my shirt and slowly slid it on me.
“It’s fine, Harry.” I say. “I just don’t want to do it here.”
“I understand.” He mutters. Suddenly, a thought popped out of my mind and I took Harry’s hand and I led him toward the kitchen. I open the freezer and took out my favorite ice cream, Haagen Daz, and showed it to him.
“Care for some ice cream?” I ask, doing the puppy eyes. “It’ll make you feel better.”
He sighs and finally gives in, grabbing the pint from me. I knew Harry was a bit bummed that I rejected him at sex. I think he still isn’t used to it. He walked toward the utensils and grabbed a spoon before he walked over to the sofa and sat down. I was still watching him but he extends his hand out and gestured me to sit down beside him. I did, and I leaned on his shoulder while he took a huge scoop and shoved it down his mouth. It was around midnight and we weren’t sleepy at all.
“Is that your photo album?” Harry asks pointing at my high school album on the book shelf. It had my name written on the side of it.
“Yep. Embarrassing, really.” I say walking toward it and grabbed it and walked back to Harry. Harry took it from my hands and browsed it. The first picture he saw was me wearing my cheerleader outfit.
"Wow." Harry comments. "You look the same."
I laugh. "I know. I was the captain that time so I was 'kinda bossy." I admit.
Harry nods and flipped the page. The next picture was that time I won Prom queen or something.
"You look like a princess." he says. "Really elegant. Where'd you get your dress?" he asks.
I shrug. "My mom made it for me."
"That's sweet." Harry says and he flips the page again. The next picture was the first time I went to a club and I was beyond excited.
"What's the occupation?" Harry asks.
"It was my first time to go clubbing." I answer. "I was with some friends and I was beyond wasted."
Harry laughs. "I wish I was there." Harry says and he turns the next page. The next picture was me and Tyler and we just finished practice.
"I was a bit chubby back then." I say, embarassed.
"It's cute." Harry states before he flipped the next page and it was me with a guy I don't even remember.
"Who is he?" Harry asks. He was obviously getting jealous.
"To be honest, I don't remember. Probably a random guy."
"A random guy who obviously had your full attention." Harry states and I roll my eyes and just went to the next picture.
"That was my birthday." I say, pointing at it. "We had a private one in the middle of the woods. It was actuall the best one because it was just us."
"Were there boys?" Harry asks.
I think hard. "As I remember, Kiera invited most of the boys." I state and Harry smiles.
"I want to be there when you turn 19." he says.
I roll my eyes. "Oh, I hope so." I say, teasing him. I bit my lip to seduce him and I could see his boner already. Harry had a weakness when it comes to biting my lips. Suddenly, Harry flips his hair and I seriously got wet. HARRYYYYYY." I say punching him lightly.
Harry chuckles. "You started it! You bit your lips first!"
I gron and pushed my head back. "I HATE YOUUUU." I murmur. "Now you have to kiss me." I push.
He declines. "Uh, uh. We're in your parents house. We can't do it." he says backfiring me with my own words a while ago. All I could do was laugh and tried humping him but he would playfully jump away, leaving me sexually frustrated.
Please update! I want to know what happens next! I love the story so far! :)
12/18/17