45. Ready

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45. Ready

I brought the straightener up to my roots and began to pull it downwards straightening the chunk of hair. I repeated this step until my arm got tired and I set it down.

I stood up stretching then went into my room to get clothes on. I stripped from my joggers and my t shirt and stood in front of my closet.

"Can I help?" I heard Harry's voice tickle my eardrums as his arms snaked around my waist his hands on my hips.

"What should I wear?" I asked back airily his touch electrifying my body.

"Nothing." His hands slid down and pushed on the small sides of the thong I was wearing.

"Don't even." I shot him a look. His face was so close, I suppose it was only resting on my shoulder, but just turning my head had our lips only centimeters apart. I leaned forward kissing him passionately. His hands spun my body around as he pushed me against the wall.

He hoisted me up my legs around his waist as he brought me to his bed. He set me down at the foot of his bed and sat on the edge staring at my half naked body.

"Dance for me." He smirked.

My eyes widened in shock. "What?" I asked as I folded my arms over my chest uncomfortably.

"Dance. For. Me." He repeated.

"I heard you the first time." I mummer turning away.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

"I'm not going to dance." I protest moving to leave but he got up and grabbed my arm yanking me back.

"Then, dance with me." He whispered.

I turned our bodies around, and put my arms around his neck, and held my chest tightly to his. We swayed together, like we danced last year at my cousins wedding. I felt a chill run over my body, as he brought his hands up my back, and fiddled with the bra clips. He kept hooking and unhooking them chuckling as he did. I pulled away before he could re-clip it and pulled it off flicking it at him. I used my hands to protect my chest as I ran back into my room. I quickly locked the door before he could make it to my room.

"Rose." He said calmly behind the wooden door. "Rose, let me in." He urged. I grabbed the dress from my closet before I heard his footsteps dwindle away.

I grabbed a new bra and threw it on and then the dress. A tight fit in the chest and flow-y from the ribs down. It reached mid thigh whilst standing up. I grabbed faux fur collar and draped it over my shoulders.

I looked at my shoes and grabbed a pair of keds. Simple, and I really didn't want to wear heels. I turned around and saw harry standing in the doorway. His mouth open and so was mine in shock that he picked the lock.

"Rose." His voice was soft and weak. He walked closer taking my hands in his. "You're so beautiful." He admitted. My voice caught as he pressed his plump lips to mine only momentarily. My heart was breaking as he pulled away. My body ached for more.

"Thanks." I smiled.

He nodded. "Tomorrow I want to take you out." He pressured.

"Okay, if I feel well enough." I stumbled over the right words and his grip on my hands instantly tightened.

"What?" He questioned.

"Nothing, It's just going to be a long night." I stood on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek. I put my hands on the back of his neck pulling his head to my lips. I pressed my lips to his ear before whispering, "Please don't wait up for me." I kissed his earlobe then went to the bathroom.

I picked up red lipstick and applied it over my lips smoothly. I looked at the other reflection in the mirror and saw Harry in the corner. I smiled lightly at him. He smirked, his hands in his pockets and his leg crossed over the other as his body leaned against the door frame.

"I like when you wear red lipstick." He winked seductively.

"Do you?" I smirked to myself looking in my make up bag.

"Yeah, but you look just as beautiful without it." He took a step closer. I could feel his body heat against my back. His arm snaked around my waist and my breath hitched. My fingers trembled to pick up my mascara. I picked up and tried my hardest to just unscrew the top off. His lips all of a sudden pressed against my neck.

"Harry." I spoke airily.

"Rose." He moaned.

"Please don't." I tried. He chuckled his chest vibrating against my back. His grip clenched then he released me.

"Ya know, you never did tell me what you were doing tonight." He sighed sitting on the toilet, after he closed the cover of course.

"I'm just going out for drinks, but I might not come home, or ill come home late." I nodded walking towards the door and glanced back at him. "Coming?" I asked before I was out the door. He followed me and dropped the subject.

"Have fun." He gave me a small kiss before going into the room and flicking on the Telly. "Be careful." He warned before I turned the handle to the door to leave. I turned around and looked at him. He lost interest in me and fixed his green orbs on the TV. I smiled lightly at his innocence.

"Harry," I called his attention to me and he slowly turned around to look at me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Rose." He smirked giving me dimples. I turned around batting tears.

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