Sex Lessons [h.s// fanfic]

Chapter 36- Double M

S t e l l a

Mickey. What kind of name is Mickey? If I had the chance, I would've changed my name at the blink of an eye and the snap of the fingers. I had every reason to envy her; Her long black hair, her sleek slender body, her legs (especially her legs), her  perfectly cat shaped eyes, how licking her lips the slightest could give an guy within a 10 mile radius a boner--including Harry.

That bothered me. How Harry just let her control him, how she had him by the throat the second she tugged at his hand and brought him to the dance floor. It's like he completely forgot about me, and the poison that is Mickey took over him making him completely unaware and clueless about everything else around him. Including me.

"You okay?" Harry asked cautiously.

I nodded all too quickly as I watched the door. My stomach churned at the thought of Mickey, the thought of Mickey and Harry.

"I'm fine," I nodded. I wanted to let him know that I was okay, that Mickey coming here in what could be a few minutes, and how it didn't intimidate me. But it did. She did.

"Then why are you chewing you-"

"I'm fine!" I snapped.

He gulped and watched the door, our hands still interlocked.

Finally the door clicked and I shot up and fled away from Harry. He bit down on his lip to refrain from laughing. He scooted off the bed and and padded across the room towards the door.

Then in came Mickey. Hair pulled into a top bun, lips pink and full, depraved aura around her like a blanket-

"So you're her.." She hummed.

I blinked, she was already standing in front me, hands on her hips, finger tips at her lips in thought.

Harry had his hands clasped behind his back in some type of restraint. He watched me carefully, making sure that every movement I made didn't signal anything of discomfort.

"Stella is the name." I was successful in not sounding weak.

Mickey looked back at Harry with a spark of snide in her shining blue eyes.

"Good Job Haz. She's actually hot," She licked her lips carefully. Harry twitched and his cheeks flushed.

I was deciding whether to bed offended or say thank you, or if I should say anything at all. I decided to wait for Harry to say something. But of course he didn't, she'd have to snap her fingers first.

"I'm Mickey. Mickey...Melaun," She eyed my up and down and began to circle around me like a shark circling around it's prey.

I frowned at Harry. He shrugged innocently and attempted to get closer but Mickey stopped him. He immediately froze.

I scoffed.

"If you're done evaluating me now, I would like to leave," I sneered.

Mickey narrowed her eyes at me, and exchanged glances with a slightly shaking Harry. "No, stay! Join the party," She winked.

"Party..." I trailed off and walked up to Harry.

"Yes party. It was just going to be Harry and I but, we can adjust, now can we Harry?"

She looked at Harry expectantly, comfortably laying herself on his bed.

He glared at her but didn't say anything. I had a feeling his glare was just a show, so that I wouldn't suspect anything, but deep down, he knew that he wanted to sleep with Mickey right at this very moment, and my being there wouldn't phase him because Mickey is all he see's.