Friends With Benefits


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35. Chapter 35

Everyone slowly started heading back to their tents, leaving Harry and I to be the last ones sitting around the campfire. I was sitting in between his legs as he had his arms wrapped around me, with his head rested on my shoulder. We sat there in silence, as I listened to the fire crackle. The fire mesmerized me as I watched it dance against each new gust of wind. I felt Harry's lips brush against my hair, which brought me out of my trance.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing really," I said as I adjusted myself to turn around to face him, sitting on his lap while wrapping my legs around his waist. He gave me a lustful look. "But now all I'm thinking about is you," I said cheekily as I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. He smiled as I pressed my lips to his. For a good ten minutes we sat there making out. His massive hands gripped my waist, pressing me against him as close as he possibly could. I tightened my legs around him and he played eagerly with the strings of my bikini bottom.
I released my lips from his. "Calm down, tiger," I said with a cheeky smirk.
He let out a sigh and smiled.
"Come on," I said as I got off top of him, grabbing his hand, "let's go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow to head home."
He sighed and pursed his lips. "Fine," he said as we walked back to our tent. We changed into our pajamas, (well if you can even consider Harry's boxers as pajamas), and got ready to go to bed. He was sitting up slightly and I cuddled up next to him as he placed his arm around me, lightly brushing my arm with his fingers. I rested my head against him and placed my hand onto his bare chest.

"I have a confession to make," I said nervously.
"What is it?"
"Well...before you told me how you felt...I somewhat already knew...Zayn told me," I said reluctantly. He stopped brushing my arm and tensed up.
"He what?" he said, astonished. He was silent for a moment, but I didn't speak to break it. "So all that time you knew how I felt and you didn't say anything?" he asked perplexed. I nodded sheepishly.
"I wanted you to tell me when you were ready, I didn't want to rush things..." I said, hoping that would make it better. His face was stern and his eyebrows were furrowed as he looked straight ahead. I could tell he was thinking hard about what I had just told him. He didn't say anything for a while. After a moment, his face relaxed and he looked down at me.
"I have a confession to make as well," he said. My heart started to race. What could it be?
"Remember that night before the party when I picked you up at your house? The same night you first slept over at my house?" he asked.
"Yes...?"
"Well I had already developed feelings for you, and while I was waiting for you to finish getting ready, I saw your purse sitting on your dresser..." He looked down at me.
I looked at him and didn't say a word, waiting for him to finish. I had no idea where he was going with this.
"I really wanted you to spend the night with me...I didn't have any intentions or anything, but I just really wanted you to stay with me, I don't know why, I just did." He paused for a moment, as I could tell he was recounting that night in his head. Then he continued. "So in order to make sure of that...I took your keys out of your purse and hid them...then I made sure to offer to lock the door behind us on the way out so you wouldn't think to look for your keys to lock it yourself."
I was at a loss for words. "So...I really didn't forget my keys...and before I even asked you if I could stay over...you already knew I would be spending the night, because you knew I wouldn't have been able to get in to my house at night...you planned it all," I said, trying to fully understand what he had just told me.
"Yep," he said simply. I was silent for a moment until he spoke again. "...so what do you say we call it even?" I looked down and then back at him. "Okay, even," I said. We didn't say anything for a moment.
"I can't believe you did that," I said suppressing a smile and shaking my head. "That was a very well thought out plan," I said, slightly laughing and still baffled.
He shrugged. "What can I say? I wanted you to stay with me, and Harry Styles gets what he wants." He looked down at me and a cheeky smile appeared on his face. I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Well I guess I'm glad you did it, because we probably wouldn't be here today if you hadn't devised your evil plan," I said.
"You probably wouldn't have been my girlfriend right now, and I can't even bare the thought of that," he said snuggling me in close and pecking me on my nose. I looked longingly into his eyes. "I love you," I said with a smile. He smiled back. "I love you too."

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