Unconditional

Chapter 4

"Ahh babe.... Just wake me up when you need to leave." He whines and I listen.

I walk to the bathroom and pull on a new outfit. My black skinnies and a Chelsea Grin shirt and sweater. I put my black converse on and the upside down cross earrings Harry bought for me at Hot Topic once. I throw on some black eyeliner and my blonde extensions. I tease my hair as normal and walk out of the bathroom.

"Babe. Lets go." I say shaking his shoulder.

"Fine.." He says rolling over and laying over top of me.

"Harry that's not what I meant." I laugh kissing his shoulder.

"This is probably better then what you meant." He says holding himself up with one elbow. He smiles showing his deep long dimples making me smile. I poke the dimples in his cheeks and lean up kissing his lips.

"Your perfect." I whisper in his ear nipping at his earlobe. He grabs my thigh hard with one hand the other ripping at my waist.

"Imperfect." He corrects. He kisses my neck leaving even more purple/blue spots on my neck.

"I can't hide those." I look over at him.

"They will all know your mine." He smiles letting go of my thigh and moving his hand to the other side of my waist squeezing it tightly.

"Babe... Ow." I say trying to pull his hand away.

"Come on babe just let me get it in once before I take you." He says pulling down my skinnies.

"Just for a minute." I say with a light smile.

He rips my jeans off of me followed by my underwear and does the same to himself. He kisses my thighs and opens them slowly. His erection inserts my walls and I moan softly. He repeats the in and out session multiple time.

"I'm cumming!" He yells. When he says that I feel his juices land inside of me. He collapses on top of me.

"That was great." He pants. I sit there and play with his perfect hair and he kisses me with the most passion he ever has before.

"You have the morning after pill?" He asks.

"Yeah." I state.

"Don't take it." He looks serious into my eyes.

"What?" I say confused.

"I want a little boy." He says leaning on his arm.

"We should wait till I'm 18. That way we are legally aloud to be together." I say turning to face him.

"Your probably right." He sighs leaning up and planting a kiss on my lips.

"I love you though." he smiles pecking my lips again.

"Lets go." I say grabbing my bag and taking two tablets.

"Okay come on." He says pulling my arm down the steps.

"Hey mr Evans!" Harry smiles pulling me out the door.

"Crazy kids." I hear him say as Harry closes the door.

"Get in." He tells me.

I get in and we drive to WestField High in silence. We get to the school within minutes.

"I will see you later. Okay?" Harry says bringing my face to his kissing my lips.

"Okay I love you baby."

"I love you." He says as I climb out of the car.

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The bell rings. It's time for Harry to pick me up. I run down to my inked up boyfriend blasting screaming music in his car. Every eye on us as he makes out with me against the car

"She's so young for that guy." I hear a girl say.

"That's none of your damn business!" I yell at her and she walks away terrified.

"I love you." He says opening the passenger door for me.

"I love you." I peck his lips before stepping into the car. He gets in on the other side and puts his hand on my thigh.

"You want to go home?" He asks.

"Yeah I need to do this class report." I say holding up some papers.

"Prude." He laughs.

"Shut up!" I say punching his arm.

"But I love you." He smiles giving me a light kiss.

We get to my house and there is a weird car in my parking lot.

"Hmmm somebodies here." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Yeah come with me." I say hopping out of the car. I lace my hand with Harry's and walk up to the door. I open the front door and see a lady wearing a pencil skirt and black heals along with a white blouse. She turns around looking at me with a giant smile on her face. She takes a deep look at me. "That's not my daughter she doesn't have tattoos." She tells my grandpa.

"That's her." He says pointing at me.

"Who is this?" I but in still holding Harry's hand.

"Liberty?" She asks.

"Yeah I'm Liberty. Who are you?" I say tightening my grip on Harry's hand.

"I'm your... I'm your mother." The lady says.