Cocktails and Cigarettes

When Bethany has relationship problems, she finds comfort in going to clubs and drinking. So what happened when she begins to shadow Lou Teasdale? Will her and Harry hit it off, or will she push him away because the cocktails and cigarettes bring her more comfort? *Includes self harm references/actions, cursing, sex, smoking, and alcohol*

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6. Ch. 6

 

"Yet I know practically your whole life story! I know why you club, smoke, why you're here, your past relationships...why can't I know your name?!" I shook my head slowly from side-to-side.

"Harry, I can't..." I looked down, afraid to meet his gaze knowing we both had alcohol in our bodies and if I met his gaze, this wouldn’t end well.

"Please..." I smelt the alcohol on his breathe, felt his body heat coming closer to me, making me warm. He rested his hands against the wall on either side of my head. He was so close to me, our bodies were practically touching. My cigarette dropped from my lips to the ground. I looked up and met Harry's eyes. His eyes were glazed over from the alcohol and lust, making me want him. "Please tell me your name..."

"I can't..." I whispered. Harry took a step closer and his body was practically pushed up against mine. I felt my breathing get heavier. The fact that this boy had the power to turn me on without even touching me made me so weak. I wanted him so bad. I reached out and touched his chest. I intertwined my fingers with his shirt and pulled him closer to me. Our bodies were pressed together and I looked up to meet his eyes. His naturally bright green eyes were now dark. I licked my lips slowly and Harry bit down on his lips. "Kiss me..." I mumbled. Without waiting a second, Harry's lips crashed against mine.

His lips were so soft it almost killed me and the way his lips molded into mine, made my body fold into his. His one arm made its way down and wrapped around my waist, pulling me in closer to him. I felt my legs go weak and his one arm was able to hold me up. I don't remember the last time Peyton's kisses made me feel so weak, so wanted.

"Can we go back to your place...?" Harry mumbled against my lips. I nodded, not thinking. He pulled me to his car, opened my door for me, and closed it behind me. He was so gentlemanly. This was something else that topped Peyton.

I gave him directions to my house. He drove quickly but safely. As he drove, he ran one hand up and down my thigh, making me want to tear his clothes off right there and then. I figured he was doing it purposely, just so I would still want him when we got back to my place.

When he pulled into the parking lot to my complex, he got out of the car and ran around to open the door on my side again. This too was something else that topped Peyton. Harry wasn't even my boyfriend and he treated me better than my actual boyfriend. I think he was my boyfriend anyway...

We made our way up to my apartment room. As soon as we were in my room, I closed and locked the door. Harry pushed me into the door and pressed his body to mine than pressed his lips to mine, causing the fireworks to come back. I felt the sudden urge for him again and softly started to moan into his mouth. He slowly started grinding on me, making my moans louder. My fingers began to fumble with his shirt buttons. I tore them apart, un-tucked his shirt, and pulled it off his arms. I put my hands on his arms, running my hands up and down, feeling his arm muscles. I ran my fingers up to his hair, tangling my fingers in his curls, making him too moan. His grinding got harder on me, making me start fumbling around with his pants buttons. His arms moved around to my back. He started to unzip my dress slowly. I got his pants undone and yanked them off him just as my dress fell to the ground. I kicked my heels off as Harry's mouth made its way to my neck.

"Jump." He mumbled into my ear breathlessly. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He slammed my back up against the wall as he started vigorously sucking and biting on my neck, causing me to scream. He was still grinding on me, making my screams louder.

"I need you..." I mumbled as my face fell into his neck.

"What do you need?" He growled.

"Anything...do something..." Harry brought me into my kitchen and placed me on the counter. He ripped my thong off and started sucking on the inside of my thigh while he shoved his fingers in me, making me scream all over again. He pumped his fingers slowly, than fast, than slow again. "Fa...faster..." I gasped, throwing my head back and gripping the side of the counter. Harry obliged and went faster. I screamed as I came down from my high.

"Your turn." Harry growled into my ear. I slowly pushed myself off the counter and pulled down Harry's boxers. My eyes grew wide. I heard his laugh and bit my lip. The little alcohol running through me had done something to my thought process and I got on my knees, taking him in my mouth. He was moaning in pleasure and pulling on my hair, making me moan. When I finished him off, he yanked me up and put me back on the counter. Without warning, he put his tongue in me. I started moaning and screaming his name all over again as I pulled in his hair. I could feel the vibrations whenever he laughed, making me want more.

When he finished he came back up, licking his lips. My voice felt scratchy, but I didn't care. I wanted...I needed more of him. He pulled me to the edge of the counter and pushed into me, causing me to scream again. I dug my fingernails into his back. His fingers gripped my hips hard enough to leave bruises. I was scratching, moaning, and screaming uncontrollably at the feeling Harry was giving me as he slammed in me. He would pull out, slam back in me, grind me for a couple seconds, and repeat this. It had me screaming his name and begging for more.

When he started getting sloppy, he started slamming in and out faster and faster before he let it all out in me. I was screaming as I came down from my high. When Harry finally pulled out, I fell into his body feeling drained. Harry picked me up and I directed him to my bedroom. He put me down than laid down next to me. He pulled me close to him and let me fall asleep in his arms. 

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