Mama Tells Me I'm Special...

Janelle is a special teenager. She's anorexic, bulimic, suicidal, and bi-polar. When she tries to escape from it all, she sits in her room, listens to One Direction and calls her best friends Kimberly and Karina for help. For her 17th birthday, she ends up in the hospital and her mother surprises her with the boys of One Direction.

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16. Fucking hell.

***Kimberly's POV***

I cuddled up next to Janelle and Karina. Karina rubbed my back while I cried into Janelle's chest.

"It's okay Kimberly. He's a dick." Karina whispered.

"No.. he's not." I whimpered.

"He just threw you out of his car and left you in the freezing cold..." Janelle looked at me. "You're fucking kidding me right?" She gritted her teeth. "He's lucky I'm not beating him with a fucking crow bar Kimberly!" Her voice was filled with anger.

"It's my fault." I croaked.

"I've heard enough. I'm calling Harry." Janelle slammed the door behind her. Karina looked down at me.

"You know how she gets... She's really protective of us."

"I should've said no..." A flash of Harry's face flew by my mind.

"To what?" Karina combed her fingers through my hair.

"Mike called me. He invited me to his new years party..."

"And Harry got mad over that?!" She shook her head. "That's so fucking retarded!" The door burst open.

"Can I talk to Kimberly?" Harry looked down at his feet. 

"Sure. Whatever." Karina rushed out the room.

"I'm sorry." He looked up at me. His eyes were red and swollen.

"It's fin-"

"No its not. I left you out in the freezing cold." He mumbled.

"I'm okay." I muttered.

"I'm so sorry." His voice was shaky as if he was about to break down.

"Harry... Don't." I whispered. He covered his face with both hands. Whimpers escaped his mouth as his body shook. I jumped up from the bed and wrapped my arms around him. He rested his head on my shoulder. 

"I'm so sorry..." He mumbled. I cupped my hands around his face.

"It's alright Harry. Arguments happen. People get angry. It's human nature." I looked straight into his eyes. He pressed his forehead against mine. Our noses were touching. I could feel his breath on my lips. His lips pressed against mine softly. I stood on my toes and curled my fingers into the back of his neck.

"Jump." He moaned into the kiss. I leaped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He placed his hands on my bum. His tongue slipped over my bottom lip. I let him in. His tongue danced around my mouth. I fought with his tongue for dominance. He won, of course. He walked us over to the bed. He sat me down on the bed. I rested back on the bed as he slipped his t-shirt over his head. His curls were messy. He leaned over me and nudged my head sideways. He pressed his lips against my neck. 

"Harry..." I squeezed my eyes shut.

"What's wrong baby?" He looked down at me.

"I.. I uhm.." I bit my lip. "I want you." I tried to sound as seductive as possible. I guess it worked because he tore my shirt.

"I'll buy you a new one." He mumbled. He nibbled and sucked on my neck leaving a slight trail of purple marks. I arched my back a little. He slipped his hands under me and unclasped my bra. He pulled my bra off my arms and threw it somewhere. He unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off my ankles. He did the same to his jeans. He tossed them into a pile. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He rubbed his big bulge from his hard dick against me. I gasped. "Your wet... aren't you?" He smirked at me. 

"Yea.." My voice was husky.

"Do you want me to eat you out angel?" He whispered into my ear. I nodded. He chuckled and kissed my chest down to my stomach. He slid off my panties slowly.  Sucking on my clit, the tip of his tongue flicks on it. Tangling my hands into his curls, my moans fill the small room. He dipped his tongue inside of me. He curled his tongue, hitting my g-spot each time.

"Oh fuck, Harry!" I groaned as pleasure soared through my veins  He latched his lips around my clit as he flicked it with his tongue. My orgasm rips through my body. He licked my pussy clean. He leaned over me and pressed his lips against mine. I arch my back so that our bare chest were touching. "Fuck me please..." I whine.

"How hard?" A smirk grew on his lips.

"Till I scream." I bit down on his lip softly. He groaned and pulled his briefs off. I took his length in my hand. He slapped my hand away.

"No. Tonight... is about you." He kissed my lips softly as he entered me. He was soft and gentle.. at first. He pumped into me slowly. Frustration spurred through out my body. 

"Harder.." I purred.

"You want it harder?" He teased me. "How fucking hard does my little whore want me?" I gripped onto his curled and pulled on them.

"So fucking hard Harry that I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow." I growled. He grasped onto my hips and plunged into me. I dug my nails into his back and hung my head at the crook of his neck. I squeezed my eyes shut and let the pleasure fill me.

"I want to hear you scream angel." He moaned. He hit my g-spot causing me to arch my back. He dug his nails into my hips. He dipped deeper into me.

"FUCK HARRY!" I screamed.

"KEEP IT DOWN YOU TWO!" Louis screamed from the living room. Harry and I let out a soft giggle. 

"You're so fucking tight. SHIT!" He bit down on his lip.

"I'm gonna cum!" I moaned.

"Me too baby. When you cum, scream my name." He kissed me quickly. My walls were contracting. The pit in my stomach grew stronger. I let go.

"HARRRRRY!" I screamed. He rode his orgasm out. He cupped my face and kissed me.

"I love you." He moaned against my lips.

"Fucking hell. I love you too." I panted.

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