You Can't Have Both

Katie Pierce was your popular girl in school. had all the friends, and even the hottest boyfriend. she loved her life and she wished it could stay like that forever.

that was until her and her dad had to move half way around the world just after she finished senior year, forced to leave everything behind she loved.

she promised things to people that she now realises she cant keep. hatred soon grew back in her home town over her, after only a month in her new house.

will she try and regain all friendship with her old friends, or will she create a whole new life in an attempt to forget?


25. chapter twenty-five

I slipped on a pair of Harry's sweats that got mixed up in my luggage from Aus, and pulled a black singlet over my head. I admired my reflection that stared back at me in the full length mirror, smiling because for once I didn't care how I looked, I was fine with my body. I unraveled  the towel from my now almost dry hair, and slung it over my desk chair. I let my long hair tickle the middle of my back, creating an instant wet patch from the little droplets that had already dripped off and onto my shirt. I groaned, but pushed it aside, not wanting that to be the reason my happy mood would turn sour tonight. 


Tonight was going to be a good night. 


I grabbed my ugg boots and slid them on each foot, pushed my iPhone into the left pocket of my sweats, and walked out of my room, making sure to close my door fully. A smile still remained plastered on my face all the way to Harry's, and I gracefully knocked on the door, waiting for his presence to greet me. 


The door soon swung open, with Harry their to greet me. I smiled widely as he held my waist, kissing my lips softly. We parted and he led me inside, and straight to his room. 


We walked in, with him letting me through first, before he shut the door quietly behind me. I turned around and met his gaze, his eyes full of lust. A smirk danced on my lips as I instantly knew what was on his mind. I tugged on the end of my singlet before slowly sliding it up my body, just until my fingers reached the bottom of my favourite, purple lace bra. I watched his eyes scan my body, stopping at my breasts. With my smirk still plastered on my face, Harry pranced for me, sweeping me off my feet and over to the bed, where he softly laid me down, hovering over me. 


He hungrily attacked my lips, making one of his large hands trace my hip. I eagerly kissed back, softly attacking his bottom lip, making him moan. I smiled into the kiss and Harry poked the side of my stomach, causing me to gasp. He happily slipped his tongue into my mouth, fighting each other for domination. 


He moved his lips from my lips and to my neck, where he left several little love bites. I allowed his hands to wander up my shirt, lightly grabbing my breast. Moving it slowly, I let out a small moan again, causing him to smirk against my skin. He sat up and tugged on the bottom of my singlet, ripping it over my head, throwing it who knows where. I clenched my fists around his shirt, pulling it over his head, and also throwing it somewhere around his room. I lightly traced over his revealing tattoos, admiring every single one he had  permanently inked onto his olive skin. 


Our lips connected once again for what seemed like only a few seconds before he left a trail of kisses leading from my neck to my hips. He pulled on the drawstring, loosing the sweats from my hips and soon they were off as well. I fiddled with Harry's drawstring a bit, causing him take them off himself, kicking them off behind him. 


He pushed one of his hands on the bed head above my head, and softly kissed my lips. I closed my eyes and imagined how this could end up. 


"Harry..." I mumbled, pulling away from the kiss. 

"Yeah?" He asks, tracing his hand down the side of my cheek.

"I'm-uh not ready just yet." I muttered, refusing to look into Harry's mesmorising eyes, thinking he would just laugh. 

"It's fine KatieBear. Honestly it's fully up to you." He smiled, climbing off of me. I rolled over to face him.

"Really?" I quizzed, shocked at his reply he just gave.

"Yeah." he smiled, climbing out of bed to search for my clothes. Once he found them, he held them up to me. 

"Nah, I'd still rather just this if you don't mind." I winked, gesturing at my half naked body. Harry dropped my clothes on the floor before running and jumping over me, landing on his side of the bed. He climbed under the covers and laid there with me, cuddling.  



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