*Reagan’s POV*
I woke up with a clear head completely refreshed. I had not really noticed how much pressure lying to Channel had put on me and now I feel as if I can breathe a little bit easier. I still feel bad that I have to keep it from Laurie, but at least now I have someone I can talk to for advice. I had given Channel’s idea a lot of thought yesterday before bed and the more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself that she was right. Everyone my age plays the field. I did it all the time when I was at school, there shouldn’t be a problem doing it here. When I got out of the shower and got dressed, Channel and I went down to Laurie’s flat to hang out with her and Peyton. I decided to text Harry to get more information on the party later on today.

To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Hi Harold, I was just wondering what I should bring Gemma as a gift? And what should we wear to the party? What are you doing by the way?
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Harold? So formal glasses. Gemma has enough shit here to fill a new house. My family has spoiled her enough you don’t have to bring her anything. She won’t notice, trust me. Wear something nice but casual. I’m watching a movie with my sister right now.
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Is Harold not your name? What movie and how was the ceremony?
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
The ceremony was lovely and long, we’re watching The Campaign and yes my name is Harold, but I much rather prefer what you call out when we fuck... “OH GOD H!”

My cheeks immediately turned red and my skin got hot. I put my phone down on the counter and closed my eyes while grabbing the back of my neck. My body was starting to memorize Harry’s touch and I can’t let that happen, not right now anyway. When I opened my eyes Peyton and Laurie were looking at me confused and Channel looked at me with a perceptive smirk.

“Um, I’m just gonna go out on the balcony and get some air.”

“Would you like me to join you?” Peyton asked me and I nodded a yes even though I really needed to be alone right now. When we walked out I brought my phone with and felt it vibrate in my pocket. I knew it was him and the vibration sent a jolt to my center. I took a deep breath and turned to Peyton to give him a kiss, needing an outlet for the pent up tension that Harry was causing me at the moment. Peyton seemed shocked at first but melded into the kiss before I pulled away.

“Where did that come from?” Peyton laughed as I walked up to the balcony fence.

“I don’t know I missed you I guess. I haven’t seen you in a while you’re always at the hospital.”

“I know I’m sorry, but perhaps I can make it up to you tonight? We could go to eat then go for a walk and then maybe you could come to my flat and watch a movie. It’s supposed to be a nice night.” I smiled at Peyton but the mention of going back to his place made me feel uneasy.

“That sounds lovely Peyton, but unfortunately I can’t tonight. I have to shadow my patient.”

“Should I be jealous? Your case study gets to see you way more than I do.” Peyton joked, but if only he knew the things that Harry gets to do way more than he ever will. I gave Peyton a reassuring smile before I walked back into the house and checked my phone again.

From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
“HARRY PLEASE MORE!” Something like that seems more fitting for you to call me than Harold.
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Stop pestering me! What time should we be there by?
From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Why? Does it turn you on? 4 is fine, see you then glasses you’re interrupting the movie.

At around 2:30 Channel and I went back up to my apartment to get ready for the party I put on one of the few skirts that I brought an hoped that it would do and put my tape recorder in my purse. I am excited to see Harry, but I had not forgotten about the dream that he was supposed to tell me about today. As I looked at myself in the mirror before we went down to get L., Channel wolf whistled at me giving me a boost of confidence. I don’t normally wear skirts, but I felt the need to look cute and in the back of my mind, I knew that I put it on to draw Harry’s attention.

When we got to Harry’s house, there were cars everywhere and I could hear people in the backyard as we walked up to the front porch. The door was open and Harry’s mom got up to greet us as we came in.

“Hello girls how are you all?” She asked us giving a genuine smile.

“Hello Ms. Cox, these are my friends Channel and Laurie. Channel is here to visit me from home and Laurie is interning at the hospital with me.” Anne smiled and greeted each of them warmly before telling us that the older crowd was in the back yard and that the rest of the party was downstairs in the basement. My face flushed slightly at the mention of the basement when I remembered my first time with Harry. She led the way to the younger crowd as she called it, and informed us that dinner would be at five.

When we went down the steps, Liam and Zayn were sitting on the couch talking and laughing along with Louis and his girlfriend Eleanor, and Niall and Laurie found each other right away. There were a few people I didn’t know, but I introduced Channel to the ones that I did. We sat on the couch and joined in conversation with Louis, Zayn, and Liam when I finally saw Harry. He must have not noticed my arrival because he was on the other side of the room playing pool with his sister. He was wearing all black from the skinny jeans, to the button up shirt that once again displayed a hint of butterfly tattoo due to it not being buttoned all the way up. When we caught each other’s eye, the look on Harry’s face flashed full of lust before he turned to take his shot. Channel nudged me in the side bringing my gaze away from Harry before she whispered to me.

“I’m gonna take a guess and say that that’s Harry playing pool?” I grinned and nodded at her not being able to form words. He looked so good.

“Stop staring at him Rea-tard, at least stop staring the way you are. You’re looking at him like you’re in heat!” When I heard Channel’s comment I begged my eyes to turn away from him before anyone else noticed. Harry’s mom called us up for dinner and as everyone went upstairs, I felt a pinch on my ass. When I turned around Harry grinned at me and licked his lips then walked passed me like nothing happened.

There were now two more tables in the dining room and enough chairs to seat everyone. Channel, Laurie, and I sat at a table with Niall, Louis, Zayn, Liam, Eleanor, and Perrie who I found out to be Zayn’s girlfriend. I was somewhat disappointed that Harry didn’t sit at the table with us, but when I saw him interact with his sister when he sat next to her my heart warmed. He smiled and laughed more and his mood swings seemed to almost disappear. It was definitely something worth documenting. My focused side was put at bay when Anne stood and began to toast Gemma on her accomplishments at University when I felt my side vibrate. I took my phone out of my pocket and read the message from Harry.

From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
Out of all the times you could have worn a skirt to make things a bit more simple you choose today?
To: Harry! Pleassssse?!
What’s wrong with me wearing a skirt today? And, when are we going to talk about the dream you had? I didn’t forget H.

When I looked up at Harry his jaw tightened and he was biting on both of his lips. The look on his face was almost unreadable and I felt bad that I ruined the good mood that he was just in. Harry’s mother brought my attention back to her speech as she began to talk about having both of her children go through so much and still be so strong. When the speech was over, everyone drank when I received another message from H.

From: Harry! Pleassssse?!
I didn’t fucking forget either Reagan! I will tell you when people start to leave...right before you leave. There is nothing wrong with your skirt except that it’s making me want to take you to my room or maybe downstairs on the pool table and make you scream regardless to who’s here.

I ignored Harry throughout the rest of dinner. I didn’t want him to think that sex would put me off of my focus even though my insides tightened at the thought of it. As the night began to wind down I found myself talking to Gemma. Had I not known that she was three years older than Harry they could have passed for fraternal twins. Their eyes were even the same color and it made it hard to look away from them. We made small talk and I congratulated her on her degree when I saw Anne, and Harry talking to another man who looked to be around Anne’s age.

“Is that your dad?” Gemma looked up in the direction that I was looking in and shook her head no.

“No our dad passed away when we were younger. That’s Robin, he and my mom just recently got engaged. They’ve been together for a while now, bless them.” I looked at Gemma and smiled and then wondered why Harry had not told me this piece of information.

“I feel so bad for not congratulating her on her engagement. Harry hadn’t told me.”

“Harry doesn’t know yet himself. I think they’re going to tell him tonight. I know Harry loves Robin and they know it too, but they wanted me to be here when they tell him. She’s not sure how he will take it.” I suppressed my confusion as best as I could before Gemma looked back at me. Harry and I definitely need to talk now. There is so much that I don’t know that I need to, not only for my paper but for me as well. Channel and Laurie walked up to me and I let Gemma go to converse with the rest of her guests before I went to sit with Harry’s friends.

“I don’t want the night to end yet and I don’t have to be at the bar tomorrow until 12. What about you Zayn?” When Louis spoke excitement danced in his eyes as he was clearly getting ready to make plans. Zayn caught on and returned Louis excited glance.

“I don’t have to be in until seven at night Lou, and I do believe that I’m thinking what you’re thinking.”

“That’s why we’re mates Zayn! PARTY AT OUR PLACE! Niall, Liam, girls make some calls let people know. We still have enough booze from last time to drown the city!” I laughed at Laurie and Channel for damn near jumping out of their skin at the mention of the party and saw Harry walk into the kitchen out the corner of my eye. I was drawn to him and couldn’t resist myself from following him while everyone else talked about getting ready for the party. I walked up behind him, and he grabbed me and pinned me between him and the counter in one swift movement as if he knew that it was me behind him.

“Are you following me glasses?” He was so close to me as he whispered in my ear then kissed me right beneath my earlobe. It sent shivers down my spine and to my core.

“Harry stop, there are too many people here.” I was trying to protest but it came out in more of a moan than an objection. Harry continued to tease me and I felt his hand go up my skirt and move my panties to the side before he rubbed a finger at my opening causing me to moan slightly.

“Do you really want me to stop?” There was a devilish look in Harry’s eyes and a smirk played out on his lips when I shook my head no. Harry removed his hand from me and pulled me into the pantry closet when he started to kiss my neck and lift my skirt to my waist.

“Harry no!” My voice betrayed my actions again when I fisted a handful of Harry’s hair as he dropped to his knees in front of me and pulled my panties down.

“This skirt was making my dick twitch enough as it is and now I know you have on a thong too? What are you trying to do to me?” Harry started his assault with his mouth licking and nibbling at my clit while his all too skilled fingers slid in and out of me. I couldn’t stop the moan that came out of my mouth.

“Oh fuck Harry!” I could feel Harry laugh against the most sensitive part of me causing a vibration and making me moan again. The pressure began to build between my legs and when I finally came, I thought that my legs would turn into jelly. I started to fall when Harry laughed and caught me all the while licking my juices off of his lips. I pulled up my underwear and adjusted my skirt while looking up at H. who had an all too smug look on his face.

“You really need to learn how to keep quiet, glasses it’s not like we’re in the house by ourselves.” Harry went to reach for the door to let us out when I dropped to my knees in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans. I was getting tired of the way he thought he had power over me and it was beyond time for me to return the favor.

“What are you doing glasses?” I pushed Harry against the wall in the pantry and tried not to laugh at the shocked look on his face. When I pulled him out of his boxers and began to suck, a deep groan escaped his lips and his breathing began to speed up.

“FUCK, Reagan!” I moved my head back and forth with my lips wrapped around my teeth and flicked the tip of his head with my tongue. I took in as much as I could of his huge length and massaged the rest with my hand. When I looked up at his face, he was biting his lip and had a hand fisted in his own hair and in mine. He tried to look down at me but his eyes kept rolling to the back of his head. When I think Harry can’t get any sexier, he proves me wrong.

“Fu-Uck! Reagan stop! I’m gonna come! Reagan, st-stop! Oh God!” Harry hissed and I looked up at him again. His mouth dropped open and he came silently as I felt the warm salty liquid slide down the back of my throat. I buttoned his pants back and zipped them before I stood up and cracked the door to the pantry to see if anyone was in the kitchen. When I saw that the coast was clear, I stepped out of the pantry and washed my hands. When I turned to look at Harry his cheeks were flushed and the look on his face was priceless. Though I would love for his mood to stay this way, I knew that I had to ask him about the nightmare soon.

“Can we talk now that we’re not distracted anymore?” Harry’s jaw tightened and a panicked look flashed in his eyes and just like that, the sexy relaxed look that was there just two seconds ago was gone. As Harry opened his mouth Liam, Niall and Laurie rushed into the kitchen.

“There you are! We’re getting ready t’ go to Zayn and Louis’ to get ready for the party you guys coming?” Niall spoke while holding Laurie’s waist.

“I’ll meet up with you guys later. I have to talk to Reagan.” Harry spoke quickly and I knew that he was annoyed. When they left the kitchen Harry turned on his heel to walk to his bedroom and I automatically followed him.

He sat down on the bed and gestured for me to sit in the love seat.

~Reagan's skirt~ (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxypfsq6Vs1r82935o1_500.jpg)

Notes

Sooo soo soo sorry for the late update! My internet wanted you guys to be in more suspense than I did. The chapter that i know you guys have been waiting for is coming soon and i cant wait to share it with you all later. Be sure to leave comments and vote if you enjoy it (I hope you do!) and a huge Hello to any new subscribers that have joined me here. As always, Love you all for reading xx :D