Too Many Secrets
Chapter 6
"Oh, my bum," I moaned.
We had just walked through the door of Charlotte's home and we were all sore from the paintball shooting.
"Bend over and I'll make your bum feel real good," Niall said making us laugh. I heard a scoff in the background and guessed it was Charlotte.
We walked to the kitchen and searched cabinets and the refrigerator for anything we could use to make food.
"I GOT IT!" I yelled holding a box of pasta.
They all cheered and clapped as I fake bowed.
"Wait,wait,wait,wait,wait," Charlotte said her voice decreasing for each word.
"What are we going to do with noodles?" She asked snottily.
"Well we all know you are obsessed with buying pasta sauce," started Harry.
"And Harry can cook chicken like a chef," Liam finished.
"My favorite part of chicken is the breast, Harold," I told him. I lightly shook my shoulders which moved my breasts from side to side teasingly.
Zayn wolf whistled while staring at my chest.
"How about Chicken Alfredo?" I asked shrugging my shoulders.
Charlotte looked hesitant before I continued.
"Mum used to cook it all the time. It's a family food. Brings back memories."
I sighed thinking about Channing and I. We had a lot of memories. When he wasn't yelling or threatening me, we had fun.
Colbie thought I was the stupidest woman on Earth staying with him. She told me I deserved better, but in my eyes I didn't. To me I was worthless. Used like a dirty 'Bounty' napkin. But that's what love is; pain.
My thoughts were interrupted by Charlotte agreeing to let us cook.
It was decided Harry and I would cook the food while everyone went out to the mall for a few hours while everything cooked.
I walked over to the sink with the biggest pot we had. I turned on the hot water of the faucet and sat the pot under it.
As soon as the door closed, I was violently turned around. Hands were place on my face and lips pressed to mine.
My hands went around his waist pulling him closer to my body. I pulled away and kissed his neck. He was taller than me so it was harder than it seemed.
"No,"he growled.
"My turn," he growled before lifting me over the sink.
He kissed my neck making me moan. I pulled at his hair making him groan with me.
His lips traveled to my breasts kissing each one softly.
"That's something we both have in common," he murmured against my skin.
"What do we have in common?"
"We both like breast," he stated referring to my joke earlier.
I laughed at his joke before it turned into a moan as he massaged my chest. I crossed my arms at the hem of my shirt before pulling it over my head.
He pulled my breast out of my bra and squeezed them lightly.
"No, Harry," I stated shaking my head.
He looked at me confused before I unclasped my bra and threw it somewhere in the room.
I grabbed his hands and sat them on my chest. I rubbed them harshly in a circular motion biting my lip.
I let go and let him do the work. My hands were on the sink as my head fell back.
He sucked my nipples and played with them making me giggle.
"That's my nipple," I giggled before kissing his lips.
We were interrupted by a beeping noise and saw that my bra had landed on the hot stove and burned. There was smoke in the air that we had not noticed due to our foreplay.
My hands went back to the sink in surprise only to hiss in pain. The hot water had burned my left pointing finger. I grabbed it quickly and sucked on it, believing that would help with the pain.
I turned off the water and while Harry put out the stove fire, I fanned the fire alarm.
We turned around to look at each other. I was still topless and he was still craving more since the bulge in his pants still grew at the sight of me.
We both nodded at each other and cooked in silence at my last few words.
"So I guess the kitchen really is just for cooking."
We had just walked through the door of Charlotte's home and we were all sore from the paintball shooting.
"Bend over and I'll make your bum feel real good," Niall said making us laugh. I heard a scoff in the background and guessed it was Charlotte.
We walked to the kitchen and searched cabinets and the refrigerator for anything we could use to make food.
"I GOT IT!" I yelled holding a box of pasta.
They all cheered and clapped as I fake bowed.
"Wait,wait,wait,wait,wait," Charlotte said her voice decreasing for each word.
"What are we going to do with noodles?" She asked snottily.
"Well we all know you are obsessed with buying pasta sauce," started Harry.
"And Harry can cook chicken like a chef," Liam finished.
"My favorite part of chicken is the breast, Harold," I told him. I lightly shook my shoulders which moved my breasts from side to side teasingly.
Zayn wolf whistled while staring at my chest.
"How about Chicken Alfredo?" I asked shrugging my shoulders.
Charlotte looked hesitant before I continued.
"Mum used to cook it all the time. It's a family food. Brings back memories."
I sighed thinking about Channing and I. We had a lot of memories. When he wasn't yelling or threatening me, we had fun.
Colbie thought I was the stupidest woman on Earth staying with him. She told me I deserved better, but in my eyes I didn't. To me I was worthless. Used like a dirty 'Bounty' napkin. But that's what love is; pain.
My thoughts were interrupted by Charlotte agreeing to let us cook.
It was decided Harry and I would cook the food while everyone went out to the mall for a few hours while everything cooked.
I walked over to the sink with the biggest pot we had. I turned on the hot water of the faucet and sat the pot under it.
As soon as the door closed, I was violently turned around. Hands were place on my face and lips pressed to mine.
My hands went around his waist pulling him closer to my body. I pulled away and kissed his neck. He was taller than me so it was harder than it seemed.
"No,"he growled.
"My turn," he growled before lifting me over the sink.
He kissed my neck making me moan. I pulled at his hair making him groan with me.
His lips traveled to my breasts kissing each one softly.
"That's something we both have in common," he murmured against my skin.
"What do we have in common?"
"We both like breast," he stated referring to my joke earlier.
I laughed at his joke before it turned into a moan as he massaged my chest. I crossed my arms at the hem of my shirt before pulling it over my head.
He pulled my breast out of my bra and squeezed them lightly.
"No, Harry," I stated shaking my head.
He looked at me confused before I unclasped my bra and threw it somewhere in the room.
I grabbed his hands and sat them on my chest. I rubbed them harshly in a circular motion biting my lip.
I let go and let him do the work. My hands were on the sink as my head fell back.
He sucked my nipples and played with them making me giggle.
"That's my nipple," I giggled before kissing his lips.
We were interrupted by a beeping noise and saw that my bra had landed on the hot stove and burned. There was smoke in the air that we had not noticed due to our foreplay.
My hands went back to the sink in surprise only to hiss in pain. The hot water had burned my left pointing finger. I grabbed it quickly and sucked on it, believing that would help with the pain.
I turned off the water and while Harry put out the stove fire, I fanned the fire alarm.
We turned around to look at each other. I was still topless and he was still craving more since the bulge in his pants still grew at the sight of me.
We both nodded at each other and cooked in silence at my last few words.
"So I guess the kitchen really is just for cooking."
Notes
Omg don't laugh at this. (Go ahead and laugh)My cousin Kyra has a 3month old named Skylar and she's adorable. We all went for a stroll including my other three smaller cousins. Two of them were baby Suzie who's 3 and her brother Raymond who's 8. When we got home I went through the back door while Kyra and Skylar went through the front to put the stroller away. I asked Raymond which door Suzie went through and he said the front so I locked the back door.
Long story short he lied to me and we accidentally locked baby Suzie out as a prank for like 10min.
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12/10/13