Obsessed (16+)

She got away, but she wasn't safe. He would come back for her. No one ever got away from him


29. 28

Brigh’s POV


            “You know, there’s a hot tub out back.” Harry stated with a mysterious grin. We were snuggled on the couch, watching a film that we found under the cabinet, a blanket tossed over us to ward off the cold. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised.

            “Yeah, so,”

            “So? So! That means let go for a swim!” Harry exclaimed, twisting his body around to face me entirely. My jaw fell open.

            “Are you insane? It’s bloody cold out there!” I pointed out, incredulous. He shrugged.

            “It’s a god damn hot tub. It’s supposed to be hot. We’ll be fine. Come on, Brigh.” Harry pleaded, sticking his bottom lip out slightly and taking my hands in his warm ones. I sighed and took in his adorable –very adorable- face.

            “Fine,” I gave in, defeated and glared at him when he jumped up and let out a whoop of joy. He leaned over me and pinched my cheeks.

            “Oh come on, don’t be so moody! This is going to be fun.” Harry swore and pulled me up by my hands, pressing his body against mine. I flushed and pushed him off. The cold immediately seeped through me as his somehow very warm body backed away. Harry smiled and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the sliding doors that lead to the backyard. As soon as he stepped through, a cool breeze brushed past us, whipping my hair back off of my face. It actually wasn’t that cold out, the sun was shining and the birds were singing.

            I looked around. There was a Jacuzzi and lawn chairs on the deck with steps leading down to the forest ground. Trees completely outlined the cabin, some stood so close together that they looked like one big mess of green and moss while others spread out. I squint trying to look past the lot of trees. I guess that’s why Harry chose this place. It was quiet and remote. No one would know we are here unless they came close enough.

            Harry let go of my hand and removed the cover that lay over the Jacuzzi, carelessly throwing it to the floor. I giggled as his curls stubbornly blew in his face, only to fly back when his hand pushed them away. He shot me a glare and twisted some knobs on the hot tub thing, switching on the jets. The water, luckily, was still clear and, well, water.

            “You ready?” Harry grinned at me and peeled off his jumper, leaving him in his white t-shirt. I glanced around one last time, making sure no one was secretly watching us. Harry slid his t-shirt over his head, his curls bouncing from the movement. 

            “Are ya going to strip? Or am I the only one?” Harry teased while slipping out of his sweats.

            “Don’t say strip, it sounds weird,” I said with a chuckle. I slowly unzipped my jacket, letting it fall to the floor. “I’m staying in my bra and underwear, alright?” I warned Harry. He shrugged and took his socks off.

            “Whatever makes you comfortable,” he winked. I tried not to as much as glance at his body. It truly was a masterpiece with his muscles and tattoos. I took a deep breath and pulled off my black tank top then my pajama pants. I risked a look at Harry. He was gawking at me, mouth open and eyes darkened. I felt a blush colour my neck and cheeks. I was wearing a plain black bra with black panties with words on the back: Quit staring. Oh god, this is embarrassing. Why was this so embarrassing?

            I quickly tossed my stuff to the side and crossed my arms over my practically non-existent chest.

            “Are we going to get in or what?” I asked nervously. Harry seemed to snap out of his little trance and shoot me a smirk.

            “Ladies first,”

            The hot tub was one of those ones that were built into the ground, well in this case deck, so I didn’t have to worry about Harry looking at my ass.

“Nice panties, Brigh.” Harry smirked. I scowled, but ignored him.

I dipped my foot in. The water was decent. Hot but not too hot to the point it burned. I inched myself into the bubbling water until I was fully in. I gestured Harry to come in with me. He quickly stepped in, not bothering to take it slow. He hissed when the water hit his stomach.

            “That’s why you take it slow, idiot.” I laughed and splashed him. He laughed and splashed me back before grabbing my hands and pulling me toward him. He placed my hands on his shoulders and snaked his hands easily around my hips, locking his fingers behind the small of my back. I smiled at him and he gave me a beautiful smile back.

            “You’re so beautiful,” Harry whispered and rested his forehead on mine. I ran a hand up and down his arm, loving the feeling of his muscles under my touch. I chose to answer him by pressing my lips to his. His fingers around my back spread wide, gripping my hips tightly. I wound one arm around his neck and pressed my other one hard against his chest, curling my fingers slightly.

            “I quite like you, Brigh.” Harry grinned while trailing his finger softly down my cheek to my neck.

            “I quite like you as well,” I shivered under his touch and giggled. His smile was so gorgeous with his dimples carved into his cheeks, his bright twinkling green eyes with crinkles beside them. God, I was falling hard for him. And I don’t regret anything.

            “Good,” Harry’s smile widened. His hand suddenly slipped down my hips to my thigh, lifting it and wrapping it around his waist. I gasped. Is it wrong that I was turned on? No? Good, cause this is fucking hot. His biceps flexed as he moved my thigh, the tattoos looked even more irresistible on him right now. The water made his tan skin smooth and soft. I nearly moaned when I ran my hand down his wet chest.

            He kept his hand on my thigh, just under my bum. I shuffled closer to him, my leg rising higher on his hips. Harry’s breathing was heavy now, our lips inches away from each other. My heart thumped hard against my ribs. There was nothing I wanted to do more than press my chest to his and smash his lips to mine, but I held back and decided to give him a bit of a tease.

            I inched my lips closer to him and brushing them against his before pulling back slightly. Harry groaned.

            “Fucking hell, just kiss me already.” Harry mumbled, his eyelids fluttering close. I smirked and crashed our lips together. His hold on my thigh tightened and his other pushed on my back, bringing me impossibly close to him. Our bodies were molded perfectly together in the water. I don’t know if it was the water or Harry, but this felt different from all of the countless kisses we shared. This felt more…alive. The fire and chemistry between us was unmistakable and I loved it.

            Harry ran his tongue over my bottom lip. I immediately opened my mouth, swirling my tongue with his. I giggled when he captured my bottom lip and tugged on it, biting down softly. The soft laugh that vibrated from his chest was perfection. My breathing picked up when I felt a hard bulge press against my stomach. Heat pooled in the pit of my stomach. I grounded my hips forcefully against his, a sigh escaping my lips.

            He tore his lips away from mine and leaned back, dropping my leg from around his waist. I whined from the loss. Harry laughed and pinched his bottom lips with his fingers.

            “I think we should stop for now,” he said, looking uncomfortable.

            “Why?” I groaned and reached for him again, but he backed away. Hurt flashed through me. Harry leaned toward me.

            “Do you want me to fuck you right here, right now?” Harry growled, his lips brushing against my ear. I gulped from his words. Did I? Was I ready?

            “Now, unless you want me to, I’m very uncomfortable right now.” Harry shifted, his hand pulling at the band of his boxers. Oh. Realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I bit my lip to keep in my laughs, but failed miserably.

            “What are you laughing at?” Harry snapped. This only caused me to laugh harder.

            “Aw, my poor Harry,” I said between my laughs. I don’t even know why I was laughing, I just was. Soon, Harry was joining in.

            “Well,” I continued, “I’m getting out so I can leave you to deal with your…problem.”

            Harry pouted and tried to grab my wrist as I climbed out, but I quickly dodged him. Once I was out, I made a run for it, completely forgetting my clothes. I heard Harry’s contagious laughter echo around me as I stepped inside the cabin. I giggled to myself and went into our room, finding myself a pair of shorts and another jumper.



Hey, so this is just another filler. Had a bit of fun with this chapter lol. Hope you like it though.


The Place We Ran From full album- Tired Pony

Sing- Ed Sheeran

Sirens- Cher Lloyd

Dirty Love- Cher Lloyd

Human- Cher Lloyd

A Drop In The Ocean- Ron Pope

Disconnected- 5SOS

Rejects- 5SOS 





-Hunter x

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