love ləv/ noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. He's the captain of the football team, she's the top art student. He secretly loves her, she enjoyed his presence. He'd keep her away from every male, she'd encourage him to find a girlfriend. He'd do anything for her, she'd offer a friend's shoulder. Harry is just a boy trying to finish the year off with him meaning something more than "A Friend" to his crush. Carter's just a girl trying to survive with her family by being on the top of the list. It all comes down to friends at one point, right? But what happens when he wants so much more than she can give? He wants her, and won't stop until she's more than a Crush.


21. Edwards 5th.

Eleanor suggested that I eat something.

We were home, and it was Christmas.

I just told her that I wasn't hungry, and went to bed.

I brushed my teeth, put my hair into a side braid, and put on a low cut tank top with short-shorts.

I was going to bed, so I didn't care if I looked a little slutty.

I was a little confused.

Not by my family, or by the girls- but about Harry.

He was strange.

As soon as I walked in, I sighed and sat down on the couch.

That's when the smell of pine cones and mint filled my nose.

"What the hell?" I muttered, noticing a blazer that was lain peacefully on the side of my couch.


There was literally no escape from that boy.

He forgot his blazer? When?

Suddenly I remembered the football game, the party at coach's house, Harry.

He left it here after he went home with Louis.

How the hell did I just notice?

I let my hands run over the soft material of the blazer as his sent intoxicated my whole room.

Harry was very slender.

He had big hands, and was really tall.

He could be fucking slender man for all I knew.

I couldn't help myself from putting my arm through the sleeve, noticing how long his arms were as well.

I put the blazer on, and laughed at myself.

His sleeves were so long, that they covered my hands

I buttoned it up and looked at myself in the mirror.

It looked like I wasn't wearing anything but the blazer.

I heard the doorbell ring, and I figured El would open it as I continued to be a weirdo.

"Carter! Can you get that?!? I'm showering!" El shouted.

"Sure!" I ignored the fact that I was still wearing Harry's blazer and went into the hall, towards the door.

I grinned as I opened the door.

"Hel- Harry?" I felt myself pale as he smiled at me until he noticed what I was wearing.

Harry was dressed in some gray sweats, a white t-shirt that was tightly pressed against him, and a Gray beanie.

The guys were behind him, along with Perrie, Shannon, and Danielle.

I heard his breath get caught in his throat, as his eyes scanned my body.

When his eyes meet mine once more, they were an incredibly dark green.

"C-Carter?" His voice was low, and husky.

I looked down at what I was wearing, and quietly began panicking.

He was thinking I was naked underneath his blazer.

What the hell is wrong with me?!? Damn me for trying to be slender man.

"Uh..." I nervously scratched the back off my neck.

Niall noticed what I was wearing and his eyes widened.

"Jesus." He laughed.

When Harry noticed- or remembered- there were other guys here, he quickly shielded my whole frame away from them.

"Stop staring at her!" He barked at Niall and Louis.

"Uh... Carter? Why are you in a guys blazer? Um... Naked...?" Danielle questioned nervously, as Liam covered his eyes.

Shannon burst out laughing as my embarrassment grew.

"She's in Harry's blazer naked." She exclaimed.

Harry bit his lip as his eyes darkened.

"C-Come in?" Was all I could really say.

Harry blocked my body from eyes view, as the boys got in.

"Sorry to come at a bad time Carter." Perrie said embarrassingly, closing the door as she went into the living room and sat down in Zayn's lap.

Harry looked down at what I was wearing again, and he coughed, a slight blush creeping onto his cheeks.

"Uh- S-So, what are you doing in m-my blazer... Erm.... N-Naked?" When he said "Naked" I swear I heard him slightly moan it out.

I couldn't bring myself to answer, so I just blushed, and ran back into my room.

"Fuck you Slender Man!" I exclaimed, pointing my finger to the roof.

"Carter?" Eleanor was sitting on my couch, looking wide eyed at my body.

"Why the hell are you in a guys blazer?!?" She exclaimed.

"It's Harry's!" I cried out.

Her eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"Why are you in Harry's blazer naked?!?" She stood up.

"I'M NOT NAKED!!!" I unbuttoned the blazer and took it off.

"Oh..." She laughed.

"Wait... Naked or not, why are you in his blazer in the first place?" She questioned.

"Fuck- 'Cause I wanted to look like slender man, okay?!?" I shoved my face into my pillows.

"Now Carter," El rubbed my back jokingly, "slender man isn't a woman, who looks like she's not wearing any pants, okay?"

"El stop teasing me." I whined softly.

"Oh, by they way- who was at the door?" She asked me.

"Who else?!? Slender man himself!" I groaned.

"Slender man?" El looked confused.

"I meant Harry. With the guys, and Shannon, Perrie, and Danielle."

El burst out laughing.

"Oh my god, he saw you in his blazer, naked?"

"For the last fucking time, I wasn't naked." I gritted my teeth.

"What did he say?" El scotched closer to me.

"Well... He would just keep looking at my body. And then when Niall looked at me, Harry got all possessive, and wouldn't let the boys look at me. And for some weird reason, his eyes kept getting darker. When he asked me why I was in his blazer... He... Um..."

"What?" She questioned.

"He um.... He, moaned." I blushed hard.

"As in the sexual- I want to see you underneath that blazer, kind of moan, or the- I feel very tired so I'm going to moan, kind of moan?"

"H-How am I suppose to know?!?" I turned away.

I got up and walked towards my closet.

I grabbed a knee long brown cardigan, putting it on, and pulled El out of my room.

I shoved El in front of me as we entered the living room.

As soon as El and I got in, my eyes fell on Harry.

He was holding his head in his head, his elbows on his knees.

My eyes widened and I stumbled back with a blush once I noticed something.

Harry had a fucking boner.

I blushed a deep red as I stared at the painful looking bulge, tightening against his sweatpants.

He looked frustrated, and It looked like he was really turned on.

"Hey guys!" El grinned, hugging everyone, and kissing Louis sweetly on the lips.

"H-Hey." I hugged everyone.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked.

"We thought we should all have a movie night sometime before we go back to school." Danielle explained.

"Good idea! You alright with it Carter?" Eleanor turned towards me.

"Yeah." I smiled.

"Which one?" Niall asked, as he and Shannon sat down in front of the movies Louis brought.

"Let's watch twenty one and over." Zayn suggested.

"But I wanna watch The Collector!" Niall disagreed.

"I want to watch the Neighbours." Shannon intervened.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed all three movies, setting them down in front of me. I turned my head away, covering my closed eyes with my right hand, as my left picked a movie randomly.

"- My mother told me to pick the very best one and you are it!" I opened my eyes to see which movie my finger was pointing to.

The Collector. Damn.

Niall cheered as he stuck his tongue out at Shannon who rolled her eyes muttering "you're the one who's going to have to deal with me."

Liam put the movie in, while Louis and Perrie somehow managed to bring four bowls of buttery popcorn, and ten Pepsi cans.

Louis and Eleanor sat at one end of a couch that was on the side of the TV, and Zayn and Perrie sat on the other end of the same couch. A popcorn bowl deprecating the two couples.

Liam and Danielle sat in the love chair, on the opposite side of the TV, on the right side. A popcorn bowl placed in Liam's lap.

Niall and Shannon took the floor with a Duvet. A popcorn bowl in front of them.

And that left Harry and I. Our couch was a bit far from the other couches, all the way in the back. I was standing in front of Harry, a popcorn bowl next to him.

And everyone had their Pepsi cans either on the ground, or on the tables beside them.

Harry looked up at me, and his eyes trailed down to what I was wearing.

"Hi." I smiled nervously.

"Hey." He tried to hide the fact that he had hardened down there.

I went to hug him, and pulled away when he moaned in my shoulder because of my knee accidentally brushing roughly over his hard on.

My eyes widened as I stared at him.

He looked embarrassed, as he looked away.

I just coughed awkwardly, and sat down next to him with the popcorn in my lap.

This fucking movie though.

I was jumping so much out of fright, that somehow, I managed to land on Harry's lap.

Harry bit his lip, as I felt his hard crotch against my bum.

Jesus Christ.

I shuffled uncomfortably, but stopped when Harry grabbed my waist and moaned quietly into my neck.

I attempted to pull away, but Harry pulled onto him.

"Please." He whispered in my ear, and slowly pushed my hips down on his.

What the hell was happening?!?

I felt a red hot blush creep onto my face, as I slowly rocked my hips back and forth.

Harry's grip on my waist tightened as I looked around, frightened that someone is watching us.

Luckily, Perrie was asleep in Zayn's lap, Louis was asleep on El's shoulder, both Liam and Danielle were asleep, and everyone else was too engaged in the movie.

I gasped quietly when I felt a pair of lips connect to the skin of my neck.

Harry kissed underneath my ear and I moaned quietly at the feeling.

"Found it." He moaned out as I moved my hips faster.

He began quietly sucking harshly on the skin right there, and my hands flew up to his arms, squeezing tightly.

All of a sudden he bit down on the skin lightly, and I moaned in my hand as the tingling sensation grew.

I was literally not myself as he continued to do whatever it was he was doing.

"Fuck- wear my blazer all the time." Harry shoved me onto my back, as his hips rolled onto mine.

I moaned as quietly as I could, while Harry continued to whisper dirty things in my ear.

"I want you so bad." Harry gripped my hips tightly.

"I want to feel you around me." I moaned at his words.

"Oh my god. You were naked in my blazer." He shoved his hips into mine harder.

He still didn't know that I wasn't naked in it.

"S-Sorry." I gasped quietly as his rock hard crotch met mine hard.

"God no- Fuck- Wear it all the time. J-Just when there's n-no one a-around." He kissed the bruised skin from earlier.

I couldn't help myself as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He's moans were quiet in my ear, as I fisted his white t-shirt.

"C-Can I kiss yo-you?" He panted lightly.

"Yes," I moaned out as quiet as possible.

His lips quietly press down onto mine, as he kisses me sweetly.

Realisation hit me as I pushed Harry off me.

I watched as he landed on the floor loudly, waking up Louis and Liam, while Zayn, Eleanor, Shannon, and Niall watched us in shock.

"Harry? How'd you land on the floor, mate?" Niall frowned.

Harry didn't reply, but stared at me in shock.

He's the captain of the football team. I'm so fucking stupid. I've only kissed him once before, and I'm letting him do this to me?!? Fuck- I should have known all he wanted was to get in my pants. That's all guys want in girls now a days. I have got to stay away from this guy.

"Ha ha ha," I laughed awkwardly, while scratching the back of my neck.

"I should be going to bed, this has been fun and all... But I... Forgot to pick something up!" I lied.

"When the hell did you have to pick something up-" El began, until I cut her off.

"That... Thing, remember?" I hissed at her, mentally sending daggers her way.

"Right! Right! That thing.... What's that thing?"

I groaned in annoyance. "You know what? I'll pick it up tomorrow." And with that I ignored Harry completely, and went up to my room.

As I closed the door, I slid to the floor and tears of frustration rolled down my cheeks as I whispered one goddamn word.


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