Wanted You More

Bethany is top in her class, head-strong, and basically you're definition of a perfect girl but she has no intention of trying to be like every other girl and try to get Harry, the popular, good looking, soccer star, to like her...in fact, she doesn't really like him. But when Bethany is assigned to help Harry get his grades up and he realizes that Bethany is different than everyone else, will Bethany cave into giving Harry a chance or will she continue to stick to her idea that he is a spoiled, stuck up ass?

Includes sex, drugs, alcohol, self harm references/actions, and cursing.


46. Waited


Thursday after school, Liam had driven me home and to work. He walked around the complex where I worked to kill time while he waited for me to be off work. About an hour and a half before my shift ended, Liam walked in with Harry and Louis.

“Table for three.” I heard Liam say. The hostess looked at me, winked, and led them to my section. The only reason she did this was because she knew Liam and I were dating. Fucking great.                       

  I cleaned off my last table, collecting my tip and shoving it my pockets before I went over to help Liam, Harry, and Louis. When I dropped the dishes in the sink I took a deep breath before I went back out there. I slowly made my way out but before I could get there, Kelsey stopped me.

“Do you want me to handle this one?”

“I got it- but remember yesterday when we were talking about the two guys I liked?”


“I’m dating the one with the brown hair in a slight quiff thing, and I like the curly haired one.”

“Good luck with that one…” Kelsey said. I sighed and started back to them.

“Hey guys.” I said, walking up.

“Hey beautiful.” Harry said, winking at me. I tensed up and looked at Liam. He was gripping the menu pretty hard.

“Shut the hell up Harry.” I mumbled.

“That’s coming out of your tip, missy.”

“Harry, leave her alone. I can give her, her own tip later.” I giggled as I watched Harry’s smirk drop and his face turn slightly red.

“You promised you’d bring me back to your place, remember. You can’t leave without me.” I whispered seductively in Liam’s ear. I said it loud enough though so Harry would be able to hear it too.

“I wouldn’t dare do such a thing.” Liam whispered back. I giggled, took down their drink orders, and went to get them.

“How’s it going?” Kelsey asked as I was filling up their cups.


“Was that sarcasm?”


“Than…what happened?”

“You know…the excessive flirting with the boyfriend to get curly jealous.”

“Oh Jesus…” Kelsey said, rolling her eyes. “Don’t go too overboard or curly might go into a jealous rage and attack you with your boyfriend around. And by attack, I don’t mean physically. He’s going to want you to stop or get in his pants so…”

“I got a hold on this, Kels.” I said. She smirked and shook her head.

“As long as you know what you’re doing, more power to yah.”

“Thanks.” I nodded to her as I carried the drinks back out. I took their orders than went to sit back with them since they were the only table I had right now.

After my shift was over, Harry was a jealous mess, and I was happy as I could be. I was sitting in the passenger seat of Liam’s car as he sped us back to his house. He was gripping my hand the whole way back to his house. As soon as we got there, we said hello to his mom and he pulled me up to his room.

“God, I’ve been waiting all day for this.” Liam panted as he started kissing me passionately. I could only moan in response. He was pulling off my uniform as I was working on his t-shirt. Within minutes, we were both on his bed practically naked; him in boxers, me in my bra and panties. He was over top of me kissing and sucking on my neck and his warm hands holding my sides. My fingers were tangled in his hair as he gently sucked and bit on me. “I love you…” He panted.

“I love you too.” I managed to get out. Liam kissed back up to my lips and started kissing me. He reached down for my panties and suddenly, I panicked. I hit his hand away causing him to wince.

“What was that for?” He demanded. I covered my face with my hands, suddenly embarrassed.

“I…I don’t know…I got…nervous.” I stammered as tears pricked my eyes.

“Awe baby…its okay. We can wait a little longer if that would make you feel better.” I nodded and felt his arms pull me in close to him. I dug my face into his chest, still embarrassed to look at him. He slowly ran his fingers through my hair as we clung to each other. And the sad thing was…all I could think about how if I hadn’t chickened out…I could’ve rubbed this in Harry’s face…

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