“You are bound to get on my last nerve Haize Jones.” He grated in my ear and I rolled my eyes at him, making him tighten his grip on my shoulder.

“Why are you even paying any attention to me Harry? I thought you were mad at me?” God I was drunk.

He growled and grabbed my arm, taking me out of the house and tossing me off of the porch.

“What the hell?!” I yelled, fumbling to stand up straight.

“You’re drunk.” He pointed his finger in my face and walked up to me.

I collapsed onto his chest and twirled his curls with my fingers. “And you’re beautiful.” I poked his nose and he sighed.

“Yeah and you know what else?” He went back into the house and came out with vodka and some beer. “I am going to get drunk Haize, so I don’t have to remember any of this. Okay? Now.” He then started to drink.

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I was even more drunk now, and Harry was close to me.

“How are you going to get home you dummy head?” I slurred and he laughed.

“I don’t know. How are you going to get home?”

Then we started giggling for no reason. I laid on his shoulder and he stopped laughing.

“I don’t regret falling in love with you Haize.” He muttered and I looked at him, and before I knew what was going on, his smashed his lips onto mine.

Without hesitation, I started to kiss him back. He groaned on my lips and pushed his lips harder onto mine, slanting his mouth over and moving his lips in sync with mine.

He picked me up by my waist and walked to his car.

He laid me down on the back seat of the car and I gasped for air.

“No Harry.” I faintly muttered.

“No regrets tonight darling. Only tomorrow.” Only tomorrow.

I gasped when his hands went on my thighs, pulling me closer to him. He crashed his lips onto mine again and I snaked my arms around his neck.

“Haize…” He muttered, his lips trailing over my skin, giving me chills.

He kissed my neck. trailing kisses down my jaw and pulling down the neck of my shirt just so he could lay a kiss upon my collarbone.

His hands roamed down my arms to the middle of my stomach and quickly went to the button of my pants.

I shook my head and tried to grab his hands, but he grabbed my hands instead and roughly pinned them above my head.

“Oh this is happening baby doll. Whether you like it or not.” Oh but I liked it. “I’ve been waiting for you for quite some time, and I’m not waiting any longer.”

He then kissed me again and ripped my button open, slipping my shirt off and making me gasp.

Notes

Please comment? -K. xx