Tattooed Buttons

Sleeves

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Before this chapter starts, this chapter may sound like a lot of the things you've read, for example....After.

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Yes....I loved it.....

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A soft hand rested upon my waist, moving me slightly.
I frowned at the cold touch and shrugged the hand off only hearing a chuckle shortly afterwards.

Unfortunately the hand was placed on me again, this time two.

"Dyl pickle....Wake up, beautiful" a raspy voice spoke into my ears.

I opened one eye to see Harry staring at me with a lazy grin plastered on his face.

"Well...there goes one eye. Where's the other?" Harry grinned.

I groaned and opened the other, letting the bright light that shined through Harry's curtains blind me.

"There goes my two beautiful brown eyes. Can I see a dimple?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him instead.

He let out a throaty laugh.

"It's the thought that counts" he said quietly.

I smirked and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, raising up just to have Harry push his lips to mine.

"Babe...." I muttered, in between kisses.

Harry only smiled and bit my bottom lip. I opened my mouth at the slight sting and Harry snuck his tongue into my mouth.

Cheeky bastard.

I groaned but decided to keep kissing him. It was really....foreign kissing someone like this.

I....liked it.

Harry suddenly flipped us over so now I was on top of him, my hair falling over us.

Harry pushed my waist down so my front could meet his.

I moaned softly at the feeling.

"Are you a virgin, doll?" Harry asked me.

Virgin.

The word sounded so weird coming from a non-virgins mouth.

"Are you?" I sassed, already knowing the answer to that.

"I'm not. I lost my virginity unfortunately. She wasn't the right girl" he said, staring into my eyes.

At least he told me the truth.

I pressed my lips back to his.

"You never answered my question" Harry pressed.

I felt annoyed Harry wanted to know but I decided to tell him anyway.

"I am" I breathed out.

"I could tell", he muttered against my lips.

I frowned.