Infatuated (hsau)

chapter 41.

Harry doesn't follow, his feet are frozen in the same place and his eyes are glazed over with darkness yet he still looks so confused. I stood on the bottom step waiting for him to follow me and with a slight chuckle he finally did.

It's after midnight which means it isn't my mums birthday anymore. Thank god because I don't know how the fuck she'd feel about me doing whatever is about to happen with Harry on her birthday.

Saying that, she'd probably praise me and congratulate me for not being a total pussy.

Yeah...she was that type of mum.

As soon as I walked in the bedroom I flicked on the lamp in the corner and turned off the actual light because as much as I'm acting all 'bad bitch who isn't scared of intimacy and does this all the time', I'm still disgustingly insecure.

Harry's stood in the doorway with folded arms and a dark smirk. A dark smirk that for once, I'm glad to see.

That smirk gave me confidence I didn't even know I had in me. His smirk prompted me to pull my top over my head, leaving me standing there in a pair of green shirts and a mesh bralet that's a little more on the revealing side.

It would be great if it was a fancy lace bra I was wearing, however I don't have the boobs to accommodate a bra...not even the smallest size.

Every body is a beautiful body though. I'm not letting myself get insecure right now, not when I'm feeling the most confident I have in forever.

"What are you doing?" Harry asks nervously however I just playfully shrug my shoulders back at him.

I don't even know who I am right now, but I like it.

This girl is brave.

"Birdy you're driving me insane." Groans Harry, palming himself over the fitted navy trousers he wore tonight.

I don't know why that sight is driving me as wild as it is, I'm literally throbbing and if nothing happens soon I think I might die.

Not to be dramatic or anything...

Without even realising I had crossed my legs and sat down on the bed, biting my bottom lip in the hopes Harry would get the message and realise I actually want this to happen right now.

"All wound up, are you sweetheart?" He smirks, making his way over to me slowly.

Harry's stood in front of me with his hips at my eye level and his hand was lifting my head up to look at him as he towers over me. His thumb brushed my lips and without even thinking I had parted my lips to take in the tip of his thumb which had Harry's eyes widening in shock.

"Don't act like I'm the only one." I whispered, lifting my hand up and lightly running my finger along the bulge that's strained against the front of his trousers.

My own body is betraying me, I've got two heartbeats both beating absolutely rapidly and the view I have of Harry currently is not helping. Looking up at him from this angle is driving me wild.

How does the man have no double chins, is what I wanna know. I'd have at least four from this angle, yet Harry has none. Weird.

"Keep touching me like that and I'll cum in my fucking pants. You were driving me up the wall downstairs, d'you know that?" Says Harry through gritted teeth with his eyes pinched shut.

Damn.

Is my bad bitch moment really working this well?

I couldn't help it though, his words only provoked me more and I was undoing the button on his pants and pulling down the zipper, making sure my fingers grazed him. I've never felt so seductive in my life, Jesus Christ.