Harry’s POV
She surprisingly fell straight down and didn’t flail her arms in the air, so it was easier for me to catch her by her waist in one swift motion before her feet touched the ground. She only fell for about three seconds but judging from the she’s shaking in my arms, it probably felt like three minutes for her.
With my arms still around her waist, I eased her down onto the ground.
“You can open your eyes now babe” I hinted . Seconds later, her eyes opened up and her eyes flickered up to mine. I could tell that she was still shaken up from the fall even though she was trying her best to compose herself.
“See, it wasn’t even that scary yet you were scared” I stated with a smug smile.
“I wasn’t scared” she scoffed and my grin widen.
“Then what were you?” I asked. I already had a feeling what she was going to say just from the look on her face. She was thinking, hard about what she was going to say.
“I was just…nervous” she murmured. Lies, but I have to give her props for not confessing that she was scared.
“You’re adorable” I teased, making her cheeks turn scarlet.
I entwined my hands into hers and pulled her alongside me as I lead her to my car.
“Thanks” she said as she sat down in the car seat. Walking around the car, I slipped inside and put the keys into the ignition and pulled off. From the corner of my eye, I could see her putting her seat belt on.
We reached a red light and I opened the glove compartment. Reaching inside, I grabbed my pack of cigarettes and lighter. Lighting one up, I placed them back inside. Rolling my window down before taking a deep puff in, I exhaled out the window.
“Why do you smoke?” London questioned, breaking the comfortable silence. The smoke left my lips and into the air, exhaling, I turned towards her. Disgust is the only thing that I could interpret from her facial expression ,scrunched up. I couldn’t blame her.
“It calms my nerves” I shrugged, I placed it back between my lips.
I started smoking when I was around thirteen or fourteen, I think. My friend at the time used to smoke around me twenty-four-seven, claiming that it helped him deal with his problems and calm him down. I took his words for once and actually tried it. At first, the feeling of my lungs burning followed by constant coughing was alien. It took a while for me to finally get used to it, going from being irritating to sedative. Until alcohol came about. I smoked and drank myself to sleep almost every night. Nightmares, built up anger, mixed emotions, misery, all needed to be taken care of and they did just that. I was fucked up mentally.
“But, they’re bad for your lungs” she pointed out.
“I’m not a smoke addict, if that’s what you’re thinking. I only smoke once in a while” I said. I try to limit myself from smoking around her but the urge overcame me.
“It doesn’t make it any better if you smoke on a daily basis or not, it’s still bad”
“I know baby” I spoke before I turned the car off, rolling up all the windows. Throwing the cigarette onto the floor, I grabbed her hand.
I could already hear the music blaring from outside and we weren’t even at his house yet. The usual.
“Are you hungry?” I questioned as we walked up the stairs of his house. Red cups were scattered all over the front lawn along with pieces of clothing, which were most likely girls. I rolled my eyes.
“No, I already ate dinner” her soft voice answered. I nodded.
I raised my hand up and knocked on the door. The door opened up immediately and Rob came into view, a bottle of beer in his hand with bloodshot eyes.
“Harry! You made it!” Rob shouted over the music while pulling me into a handshake. He reeked of alcohol and marijuana. “Come, the others are in the kitchen”
I took hold of her hand in while leading her to the kitchen. Too many fucking people were in the way.
After what felt like an eternity, we entered the kitchen with Riley, Jeff, and Chris all talking to each other before they looked over at us.
London’s POV
The living room was so congested with people dancing and talking, I nearly bumped into all of them. People dancing on each other, chatting, and if I’m not mistaken, I saw someone passed out on the couch with a beer in their hand. Almost everyone seemed to know Harry, judging from all the waves and head nods.
I could actually breathe once we stepped foot inside. Three guys were inside of the kitchen talking before they stopped, looking over at us. They all had the same demeanor except they didn’t have much tattoos and looked older. Maybe in their early twenties.
I moved closer to Harry when one starting approaching us.
“Harry!” this guy praised, smirking while walking towards us. “How’s everyone doing?”
“They’re good, you’ve got to visit us soon” Harry replied coolly.
His friend looked over his shoulder and at me , “Who’s this?” he questioned.
He looked me up from top to bottom and I shifted. He looked back up at me, licking his lips and I could literally see his eyes darkening.
“My girlfriend” Harry replied while moving aside slightly so they could see me. I felt so uncomfortable with all their eyes on me. I felt like the ones at the counter were raping me with their eyes.
“Girlfriend? That’s a first” one of the guys form the counter commented. Fair skinned, gray eyes, with brown hair, he looked around six feet.
“What your name babe?” he asked, green eyes staring into mine. His eye color was okay but not as nice as Harry’s.
“Her name’s London” Harry answered before I could. I looked up at him and he was glaring at the boy in front of us.
“London” he repeated, rolling my name off his tongue, making his snake eyes show. “A beautiful name for a beautiful girl” his voice commented and I blushed. I could feel Harry stiffen up beside me as the words left his mouth.
“I’m Jeff” he said while holding his hand out. I extended my hand out and shook his hand lightly. “And that’s Chris and Riley” he said, turning around and pointing towards them. I waved over at them with a small smile.
“The drinks are outside by the way” Chris, I’m guessing said. Harry nodded.
“I’ll catch up with you guys later” he called while pulling me alongside him rather roughly. I winced,
We got outside and people were out there smoking. Majority of the girls lustfully gazed at Harry and shot the dirtiest glares at me.
“Here” he handed me a red cup and I took a sip out of it. It was sweet but I could taste the tartness of the alcohol. I wish they had soda, but you can’t always get what you want.
I looked up at him and frowned. His jaw was clenched and his face held no emotion, making it even harder to see what was wrong with him. He literally was just fine a couple minutes ago. He looked off into the night and drank from his cup.
“Are you okay?” I questioned, while standing in front of him and looking up at him. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so short.
“I’m fine” he replied. He was lying. I didn’t want to start questioning him because it always resulted in him dismissing the subject. It bothers me how he always hides stuff.
He turned around and slipped his hand around my waist and brought me into his side. I grabbed my cup off the table and walked back inside with him behind.
As we stepped foot back inside the living room, the ceiling lights were much dimmer, almost pitch black if it was turned down more. He led us through the crowd and stopped before bringing me to his front. His hands slid down my waist and rested just above my butt. Lifting my cup up to my lips, I took a gulp, the alcohol burning my throat momentarily. My hips began to sway left to right to the beat of the music. I pushed back into him harder and he gripped onto my waist tighter. I could feel his hot breath on my neck before his lips made contact. He starting sucking on the exposed skin and I moved my head to the side giving him more access. He sucked and nibbled at the skin, making me moan in appreciation as he blew his breath over it.
He turned me around and I could see the lust in his eyes. I bit my lip as his face inched closer to mine. He licked his lips and our lips met seconds later. The warmth of his mouth sent a current running through my body. I grabbed the back of his neck and brought his face closer, deepening the kiss. I lost myself in his irresistible scent and soft lips. My heart was pounding against my chest. He moaned into the kiss and I could feel his bulge against my leg. His fingers ran through my hair, pulling me even closer if possible before slipping his tongue inside my mouth.
I broke away from the kiss, gasping for air.
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Omg hai guys! Hopefully, i'll update on tuesday! :) anyways lol i was on youtube and for some weird reason i starting watching all these "I'm addicted to blah blah" and it was like some weird and stuff lmao like this lady drank nail polish?! Lmao anyways i clicked on this video called "I'm addicted to eating rocks" and this lady was literally eating fucking rocks, she ate like half a pound a day! I'm not evening joking, they showed her walking outside and she picked up and rock and starting biting on it before swallowing?! I was like wtf and she was like "I like the earthy taste of it" like lol go away and her teeth were so bad too
ANWAYS, to the funny part haha was when i was reading the comments
this person commented saying "this bitch shits bricks" and I DIED OMG IT WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY. I'M STILL ON IT AND I WATCHED IT LIKE LAST WEEK?!! OMG
LOL BYE I NEED HELP