Trouble

Chapter 9

Hey my lovelies, I'm honestly so happy that I'm updating! I tought that I wouldn't be able to update until I come back home but gladly I did. I'm really sorry for the long wait and also for the mistakes that will be in this chapter but while I'm here I need to write this all in a rush so yeah. 

Also I wanted to tell you that the next chapter will be like the part 2 of this one.

Enjooooooy

"Give it back!" I yelled at Harry.

"Nah, it seems really yummy." He said pretending to lick my ice cream.

For the last few days that I've spent with Harry, I got to discover a new side of him. When I met him he was frightening and cold; but now that I got to know him a little bit better I discovered a sweet, funny, and playfull side of him.

"Harry, give me my food back." I pretended to be serious but failed.

The school had ended for the day and we were just hanging out outside since the weather was, surprisingly, amazing.

I finally had my ice cream back and hit Harry's arm playfully for stealing it.

"Finish your ice cream and let's go."

"Go where?" I asked curiously.

"We're going skateboarding ." He anwered puting his sunglasses on. He looked so good that I found myself staring at him. He smirked.

"You skate?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, sometimes." He answered casually.

I've always found skaters hot.

"Thanks" I heard him say as we walked to his car.

"Thanks for what?" I gave him a puzzled look.

"Well, you just said that I'm hot." He chucked.

"I said that out loud ?" My eyes widened.

"Yup." He cheekily winked. This boy was pretty confient, I must say.

"I was obviously joking." I smirked, even though both of us knew that I was lying.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds. "Oh really?" Suddenly he grabbed my hips, slamming me against the side of his car, pressing his body to mine. His lips found their way to my neck, planting a couple of wet kisses.

"So you're saying that I'm not hot?" He mumbled against my skin.

I decided to play hard. "Nop."

His tongue traced a wet line on my skin, making my grip on his hair tighten a moan being released from Harry's throat.

His lips left my neck as he backed away slightly. His large hands took hold of my small ones placing them under his shirt, on his muscular somach; my fingers automatically trailed his abs lines.

He slowly leaned in, our lips barely brushing when he abruptly backed away, a smirk never leaving his face.

"You don't want to kiss someone unattractive, do you?"

At that moment I gave up. I grabbed the collar of his shirt pulling him closer, our chests touching.

"I find you extremely hot." I whispered, very slowly

He hummed in response, clearly satisfied with my reaction.

I've never been so confident and, let's say playful around guys, but Harry made it easy somehow.