The Stealing Away

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Chapter 40

Just about every day after school, when I didn't have work, Harry would pick me up from school, parked around the corner, to be sure my sister wouldn't tell my dad

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Just about every day after school, when I didn't have work, Harry would pick me up from school, parked around the corner, to be sure my sister wouldn't tell my dad.

He changed around his work shifts so we could get at least an hour in the afternoons. Parking at a park used for sporting events. Bringing me maxi size cans of coke and food to eat in the back of his car, I would bring my laptop to watch movies and sit it on the headrest before us. And among other things...

Opening his glove compartment, reaching the pack of Marlboro's, knowing his watching me, sticking it between my teeth, looking up at him with a smile. He playfully shakes his head, "what have I don't to you? Making you sneak behind your dads back, getting you addicted to my very expensive cigarettes."

"I used to smoke at parties all the time," I mumble lighting it. "I crave them when I'm drunk but these ones are really good."

"Yeah, my really good lung lollies."

"Lung lollies?" I laugh.

"I'm trying to cut down, but your taking 'em all the time makes it easier," he sinks into the leather interior of his car seat, lazily looking over to me as I blow the addicting mist from my lungs.

He takes the cigarette from my fingers, inhaling as he keeps eye contact. Leaning over, hand braces the back of my neck, our lips barley touching, opening his lip I do too, breathing out the smoke and me inhaling it.

Pulling back, his hand still hold me, thump lightly rubbing under my ear

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Pulling back, his hand still hold me, thump lightly rubbing under my ear. Watching me exhale the second hand smoke. Biting his lip, "that's was really fuckin' hot."

That's how it had been for two weeks, we dated in the back of his car after school for an hour till it was time to drive me home, parking in the next street from my house, me spraying impulse to cover the past hour from my dad.

_____________________Trying to implement more Lucy Hale and Harry pics/ gifs since I have a whole folder of photos dedicated to this book but never use them

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Trying to implement more Lucy Hale and Harry pics/ gifs since I have a whole folder of photos dedicated to this book but never use them.just a filler chapter I know but I'm getting back to writing.

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