Rubber Band

“We are all like rubber bands; Everyone is flexible, but there comes a point where we can no longer snap back into place, and we break.” That’s exactly what happened. I stretched myself too far and couldn’t recover. I no longer had the flexibility, the elasticity of a rubber band. I was no longer myself. I was no longer anyone. I simply did not exist anymore. I had snapped. **Don't even think about taking my story** H.S


8. Chapter 7

 “So then Louis took off the mask, and showed everyone that it was him, and this little girl comes running up to him, yelling ‘You scared the poop out of me are you crazy? Are you crazy?’ then, she started to hit him. It was insane, funniest thing I’ve ever seen.” Harry laughed and popped some popcorn in his mouth. I smiled, I loved his laugh. It was deep and full and just perfect. I reached over and grabbed a handful of popcorn. We were currently watching re-runs of ‘Chrisley Knows Best’. I turned to harry and started to throw popcorn at him piece by piece. He opened his mouth and tried to catch some. I laughed as he missed and made a mess. I tossed another piece up and it hit him in the eye.

I started to crack up at the face he made. I was laughing so hard that I started to squeal. Harry looked at me with wide eyes.

“What the hell was that?” he asked laughing.

“It was funny…” I said looking away.

“Your laugh is cute” Harry said leaning in.

Then we were kissing. It immediately heated up as I knocked the popcorn bowl to the floor and straddled him. “Opps” I mumbled against his lips, and I felt him smirk. His hands wrapped around my waist and slowly moved downwards. As his moved down, mine moved up to his curls. I wrapped my fingers in his hair as he squeezed my behind. I gasped at how forward he was. I bit his lip and got a moan out of him, finally. I was going to tease the fuck out of him. I moved my hands down his chest and tugged on the bottom of his shirt. He, of course, was all too willing, and ripped it off at once. His lips moved to my jaw, then my neck, nipping and sucking. His tongue caressed the top of my cleavage and I soon felt his warm hands traveling up my backside and under my shirt. He pulled my shirt off in a flash and gazed at my body before bringing his eyes up to mine. I smiled and gave a slight nod of encouragement as he unclasped my bra and slipped it off.

His hands flew up to my breasts and he started to flicker his tongue across giving me chills. He squeezed and sucked for a while before trailing kisses up my neck. He then flipped me over in a blur and positioned himself between my legs, kissing and sucking on my stomach and breasts. The moment he started to make his way downwards, the sound of breaking glass told us that we had company.

Instinctively harry moved so he was directly over my body, shielding me from view. My hands flew up to cover myself. This was so embarrassing. “What the fuck guys! Don’t you knock?” Harry yelled.

I could hear his heart beat since he was so close to me. Our breath was ragged, his slightly heavier than mine.

“Were sorry! There isn’t really a door to knock on though!” said a voice I recognized to be Louis’.

“Plus we didn’t exactly expect to be walking in on…well, this” said Liam hesitantly. I peeked around harry to see that Louis Liam and Zayn were standing by the staircase, Louis with his hands over his face and the other two averting their eyes. I looked at their feet and saw that glass of water had splattered everywhere across the Hardwood floor.

“Niall is with Bricia and they are hitting it off so we figured we would come watch TV with you guys but then…” Zayn trailed off.

“Well, do you think you would mind leaving?” Harry hissed out. I’d never heard him like this before, angry. I mean I guess I’m pretty angry though. I was having a lot of fun until they showed up and ruined it all. Then again it was an accident, it’s not like they did it on purpose.

“Yeah, right. Of course not” stuttered Liam as he pushed the others down the stairs.

“I’ll clean that up later I promise!” called Louis. I sighed.

Harry didn’t move until he was sure that all the boys were out of view. Then he looked down at me, apologized, and kissed me, short but sweet, before getting up. He tossed me my bra and shirt and I put them on quickly, extremely self-conscious of my body. When I had my shirt back on harry leaned over and pushed me back down on the sofa and kissed me. He pulled back slightly and sighed.

“God I wish they hadn’t walked in, I was having so much fun” he winked.

“Yeah me too” I smiled. He sighed and moved so that he was lying next to me, his arm draped over my stomach. I nuzzled my face into his neck and took a deep breath.

“You smell like heaven” I sighed. He laughed and his chest rumbled.

“You can thank David Beckham for that. I wear his cologne.”

“David Beckham is sexy” I said.

“Damn, high standards much?” He joked.

“Well, I do like you so yeah I guess they are pretty high” I said looking into his eyes.

“You like me?” he asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” I blushed looked away from his eyes.

“I had a feeling.” He replied. This was awkward. I knew he didn’t like me like that, just wants me for the sex. Damn how could I be so stupid?

“I like you too” he blurted. I looked up at him and gave a small smile.

“I was hoping you would say that” I said, and I leaned up to kiss his plump lips. He tasted sweet, like victory.

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