Sick Little Games


5. Soaking Wet


I didn’t even know what time it was, everything was kind of blurry and in slow motion. Harry and I walked for probably hours, just talking and laughing. We were having a genuine good time. I always thought that it would only be about the sex between Harry and I but… I actually enjoyed spending time with him, well, sometimes. It’s just that he would get on my nerves so many times that… Anyways, as I was drinking the last sip of vodka, Harry told me that we needed to go somewhere really quickly. Being really confused but also very drunk, we started running towards a place that I didn’t even know, I was just following his lead. I slowly stopped running when I noticed that we were infront of a school. Our school, to be more specific. I was just standing there, puzzled about the whole thing.

“Harry! Why the fuck are we at school right now!? ” I complained very loudly. He just laughed at my attitude, took my hand and led me further towards the school. I didn’t know what was going on and it was annoying the shit out of me but of course, Harry wouldn’t answer any of my questions. And then, suddenly, we were in the middle of the school’s football field. Harry was staring at his watch, not saying a thing.

“Harry… What the fuck are we waiting for actually..? ” I said, visibly impatient but kind of scared about what was going on or what was about to go on.

“It’s 1:30 AM… So I guess it should go on in about.. Well, right now. ” He grinned. As I was about to scream in frustration because I was still really confused about everything, a sudden weird sound startled me and then, I was all wet. The sprinklers. The fucking sprinklers.

“Oh my god! Harry! I’m gonna fucking kill you! I’m all wet now! ” I screamed, now horrified by the state of my hair.

“Oh, so you’re all wet… Really? ” He said cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows. He leaned closer to me, trying to kiss me but being the bitch that I am, I pushed away with a huge smile on my face. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the slippery grass but he fell, just like that. He was now lying on his back, screaming that I almost killed him. I was laughing so much that I was on the verge of tears, it was fascinating me how clumsy he was sometimes. I outstretched my hand in the hope of helping him up but obviously, I should have seen it coming, he decided to pull me down so I fell directly on top of him.

“You are so fucking immature, Styles. I hate you. ” I said, laughing like an idiot. He gently cupped my chin, his long fingers stroking my face and whispered:

“And you are an uptight little bitch. ” And with that, he crashed his lips into mine. After a while, he suddenly grabbed my wrists firmly and flipped me over so he could be the one on top. We were gazing in each others’ eyes, without saying a word. In this very moment, I don’t know why but he just simply took my breath away. The way he looked at me… It made me feel special for a second or two. I guess it was the alcohol making my brain go all crazy because reality came back to hit in the face immediately and I blurted out:

“So, are you gonna fuck me or what? ” I said, cheekily. He kissed me again, tugging at my panties and trying to unbuckle his belt at the same time. Now, it was completely appropriate for me to say that his joke about me being literally wet was indeed, very true.

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