Love Struck 2: That Summer

"Don't walk away," he whispered. "Don't leave me. Don't leave me here, alone."

Harry and Jordyn had a nice start to the summer. Their friends Grace, Niall and Louis all hang out with them to make the summer unforgettable before their senior year at Wolfridge High. While summer tends to go on, Harry wishes it could never end.
But what happens when the love of his life brings heart-breaking news to all four of them? Will they stay together? Or break up?

The sequal to 'Love Struck,' so please read that before this!!

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6. Jordyn's POV:

He pulled away and hid his face in my neck. I held him tighter. As hot as his breath was, it still made me shiver. His heavy breathing makes me feel good. 

I ran my hand slowly back and forth on his shoulder, tugging on his white t-shirt a little bit. He pulled away, quickly taking his shirt off, and threw it into my living room. He came back over to me, allowing me to get a glimpse of his warm, toned body. He took my hands in his and rested his forehead against mine.

"I'll always love you. No matter what happens." He whispered, kissing my nose. Some of his curls trickled my forehead.

Is he supposed to be doing this? I don't even know what time it is. My friends could be here any minute. I want to go lock the door, just in case. I tried to pull away, but every time I tried, Harry tightened his grip.

"No...don't leave just yet...just a few more minutes..."

"I was going to lock the door. Or should I?"

"No...you don't need to. Just hold me."

"Harry-"

"Hold me tight..."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, running a hand through his hair. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. He slowly swayed me back and forth, like we were slow dancing.

"Harry."

He didn't answer. He just held me tighter.

"Harry, what time is it?"

"7:05."

I gasped. "Oh my god, you need to get your shirt on. They could've been here a long time ago."

"But you said that they were running late. Plus, they've seen me shirtless before."

"Harry, come on. Go get your shirt on."

"No..."

"Hey, I might give you a surprise if you go get your shirt on."

"Like what?"

"You'll have to find out."

He started to pull away, but then he snaked his arms around my waist again.

"I'm not falling for it, Jordyn."

I sighed and put my face on his shoulder. "Harry, please. Just go put in on quick. It'll only take a second."

"It feels like an hour for me. It's wasting time. I won't be able to hug you that much more before they get here."

"Harry....seriously. This isn't even funny. I'm not going to hug you if you don't go."

He chuckled. "Come on, Jordyn. All this over a shirt?"

"Yeah. I don't want our friends to think that we were stripping each other."

"But we aren't."

"Exactly. So, just please...get your shirt on."

"Ugh, fine..." He pulled away from me, threw his shirt over his head, came back over to me and hugged me again.

We stayed like that for a while, in each other's arms.

"I want to wrap you up, want to kiss your lips, I want to make you feel wanted. And I want to call you mine, want to hold your hand forever, and never let you forget it. Cause baby I want to make you feel wanted..." He sang softly in my ear. I locked my fingers as he rubbed my back slowly.

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