“What the hell? Get up, you two. Stop being gross,” Louis said, kicking the couch.
Shay’s eyes fluttered open, looking around to see Harry on the other end of the couch, who was also just waking up.
“Where’s the remote, Shay?” Louis asked, digging on the couch for it, right over where Harry and her legs were perfectly intertwined with each other’s.
Shay sat up quickly, breaking away from Harry so Louis would not see or feel them touching the way they were.
“Where is it?” Louis asked impatiently.
“Jeez, calm down, dude,” Shay said, pulling the remote out of the couch cushion, handing it to him.
Louis sat down in the recliner and started flipping channels. Shay looked over at Harry, who was still lying down. He was chuckling to himself and she sent him a playfully glare. He laughed out loud and she pinched him under the blanket.
“Ow. Ow. Jesus,” he laughed. Louis’ head shot over to them, looking at them oddly.
“What is up with you two? This is weird,” Louis pointed out, which caused Harry to laugh louder.
“Shut up, asshole,” Shay laughed at Harry, trying to get him to stop laughing.
“Seriously. It’s practically incestual that you were sleeping on the couch together,” Louis said, still eyeing them.
“Nuh-uh. Gross,” Harry said, glaring at Louis.
“What are you two doing?” Louis asked, waiting for one of them to give him a valid answer as to why they were sleeping on the couch together.
“Nothing. I just… I came out here this morning because I couldn’t sleep and Harry was out here sleeping on the couch. He whined when he saw my blanket and wouldn’t leave me alone until I shared with him. He’s a baby,” Shay said, rolling her eyes for added dramatic effect, coming up with a fool-proof lie.
“He is a baby,” Louis said, tossing a throw pillow at Harry’s head.
“Hey!” Harry laughed, using his hand to deflect the pillow.
“Mom’s making breakfast,” Louis said as he flipped the channels until he found the Saturday morning cartoons.
“Sweet!” Harry said, sitting up on the couch.
Harry weaved his legs back in-between Shay’s once Louis was contently watching the TV. He smirked at her and she smirked back coming up with a devious plan in her head to fuck with him just for fun. She started rubbing his crotch seductively with her foot, eyeing him the whole time. He bit his lip and looked at her wide-eyed, shaking his head ‘no’ in protest. Shay smirked wildly at him as she continued.
“Oh—” He choked out and Shay bit her lip to stifle a laugh.
His eyes stayed on hers, trying to get her to stop, but she knew he didn’t really want her to. He could have easily stopped her with his hands. She could feel him getting hard with the friction from her foot and he buried his face into the back of the couch to stop from moaning.
“Come and get breakfast, you guys!” Johannah called to them. Louis got up immediately, making his way to the kitchen.
“Rape,” Harry breathed lowly through a laugh, looking straight at Shay.
“Haha, yeah right. You liked it,” Shay laughed, standing up from the couch.
“Jesus. What am I supposed to do with this raging hard-on?” He whispered, looking at her helplessly.
Shay smiled widely at him, shrugging her shoulders before she headed to the kitchen. It took Harry a few minutes before he came to breakfast. Shay noticed he was wearing jeans and they were fitting a little snugger than usual. She snickered to herself as he sent her a playful glare.
“Shay, we’ve got that doctor’s appointment today,” Mom pointed out.
“Oh, yeah,” she said quietly, looking up at Harry tentatively before she looked back down to her plate. She had entirely forgotten.
“What doctor’s appointment?” Dad asked, shoving food into his mouth.
“Oh, just a routine check-up,” Mom lied entirely and Shay bit her lip.
In all actuality, it was a doctor’s appointment to get her on birth control. And really it couldn’t have come at a better time. Especially with the way that things were progressing with her and Harry. Shay wasn’t planning on having sex with Harry, but if it happened, it happened.
After breakfast, Shay took a shower and went to her room afterward to get ready. As she was getting dressed, there was a short knock on the door before it opened and Harry quickly slipped inside.
“Harry, what are you doing in here?” Shay gasped, surprised that he was being so bold with her brother and her parents roaming around the house.
“Relax. Louis went in the shower right after you and your parents are downstairs,” he said, walking toward her.
Shay quickly pulled up her jeans, feeling weird that she was standing in front of Harry in her bra and underwear, even though he had seen her naked and touched her all over. It was something about the daylight hours that felt odd.
“You’re going to get us caught,” she smirked at him, secretly loving that he was standing in her bedroom with her.
“Oh, I’m going to get us caught? How about the ‘foot job’ you decided to give me with Louis sitting right in the room,” Harry smirked at her. Shay giggled thinking back to Harry’s priceless reaction to said ‘foot job’.
“You’re bad, Shay,” he smirked at her. She shrugged with a smile.
“So, Mr. Daredevil, why are you in here?” She asked him.
“I want to kiss you. I couldn’t go all day without kissing you,” he smiled, as he grabbed onto her hips, pulling her to him.
“Oh, yeah?” She smiled at him.
“Yeah,” he said leaning his lips down to hers.
His mouth moved fluidly against hers, before slipping his tongue into tangle with her own. She was only wearing a bra on her upper body, so Harry’s hands found skin easily, exploring what they could.
“It’s hard for me to contain myself with you,” he smirked, with his hands cupped over her chest.
“Sometimes it’s okay to lose control,” she breathed.
“Jesus, Shay. You can’t say stuff like and expect me to contain myself,” he chuckled. Shay giggled as she leaned up and kissed him again. He maneuvered his hands up into her bra as his mouth moved rhythmically with hers.
“Oh my god, Harry. This is just crazy,” she breathed against his lips.
“But I don’t want to stop,” he smirked.
“Neither do I,” she chuckled.
“So let’s not,” he smiled, kissing her again.
They stood in the middle of her bedroom making out, wrapped in each other’s arms for quite some time before she needed to be the voice of reason.
“My mom… she’s going to come up here looking for me… I have a doctor’s appointment,” Shay panted out, breaking their kiss.
And almost as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
“Shit,” Shay breathed, pushing Harry into her closet before she shut the door on him.
“Yeah?” She called out to whoever was on the other side of the door as she threw her shirt over her head.
The door opened and her mom’s head popped in before she completely came inside.
“Are you almost, ready?” She asked.
“Yeah,” Shay said, her voice sounding strained and her face flush.
“So, I was thinking. We should probably keep your dad in the dark about getting you on birth control today,” she told Shay.
Shay cringed because of the fact that she was bringing it up when Harry was hiding in her closet. She was absolutely mortified.
“Yeah, yeah. Okay,” Shay said, trying to find a way to get her mother to shut up and get her out of her room.
“He just might have a heart attack knowing that his sixteen year old daughter is potentially having sex,” Jay said.
“Yeah, okay. Uh, ma – why don’t I meet you downstairs? I’ve got a few more things to do before I am ready,” Shay said, really trying to push her out.
“Okay. I’ll be in the kitchen with your father. He’s trying to fix that damn cabinet still,” she chuckled, rolling her eyes.
“Alright. See you down there,” Shay smiled awkwardly at her. She nodded and went out the door, closing it behind her.
Shay took a deep breath before she opened up her closet door. Harry had a shit-eating-grin on his face as he looked at her.
“What?” Shay choked out as her cheeks flushed immediately.
“You’re getting on birth control, Shay?” He asked suggestively.
“Don’t get any ideas,” Shay said, pointing her finger at him as she narrowed her eyes.
“Hmm. What kind of ideas are you talking about?” He smiled, wrapping his arms around her.
“My mom… she had a talk with me about the ‘sex talk’ we had a dinner that one night. She thinks it will be a good idea to get me on it. You know, just in case,” Shay explained as she averted her eyes away from him. This conversation was almost as uncomfortable as the ‘sex talk’ in question.
“Just in case,” he nodded, trying to act serious.
“Like I said, don’t get any ideas,” Shay said, pushing his shoulders playfully.
“No ideas. I promise,” he smiled and kissed her.
“Now, you’ve really got to get outta here,” Shay told him, pushing herself out of his arms.
“Uhh,” he whined as she moved away from him.
“We’re gonna get caught, Harry,” Shay said, cracking open her door slightly.
She could still hear the shower running, so she knew Louis was in there. And her Dad and Mom could be heard talking in the kitchen.
“Okay, come on,” Shay said, waving her hand for him to go out her door.
“One more kiss,” he said, grabbing her face in his hands, kissing her passionately.
“Now get outta here, you lunatic,” she giggled quietly as he dipped out the door.
The doctor’s appointment was incredibly embarrassing with her mother sitting in the room with her. She hated every second of it, but in the end she was sent off with a prescription for birth control and a small bag of condoms. Carrying the brown bag of condoms out with her mother was pretty much mortifying, especially when she kept catching her glancing at the bag in her hand.
“Just because you have condoms, Shay, doesn’t mean you need to use them,” Jay said.
“Mom…” Shay choked out.
“I… that really didn’t come out right. Of course I want you to use them if you do have sex. But just because you have them doesn’t mean that you need to have sex,” she explained.
“I’m not having sex, mom,” Shay told her, as her face burned red hot.
“But, just don’t rush yourself because you have the condoms,” Jay told her.
“Do you want them? Take them,” she said, trying to hand them to her as they sat in the van on their way back to the house.
“No. I want you to have them… just in case,” she said, making Shay’s head spin. She wanted her to have them but she didn’t want her to use them.
“Make up your mind, woman,” Shay said rolling her eyes.
“Just… I want you to be safe,” she said finally, letting out a sigh.
Shay didn’t say anything in response. She just looked out the side window, hoping her mom was going to drop the embarrassing subject. But what she brought up was even more uncomfortable.
“So you and Harry…” Jay said with a wide smile on her face.
“What?” Shay choked out, her vision snapping in her mother’s direction.
“I saw you two sleeping on the couch together this morning,” she pointed out.
“Oh. Yeah… uh…” Shay stammered and she could feel her whole face heat up.
“You two looked pretty cozy all snuggled up together,” Jay commented, cocking her eyebrow at Shay, giving her a sideways smirk.
“I was on one end of the couch and he was on the other,” Shay pointed out dryly.
“It’s not that big of a couch, Shay,” she smirked at her.
“Harry… he’s like… he’s like my brother, Mom,” Shay choked out, trying her best to make the lie believable.
“You’ve been getting pretty close lately, haven’t you?” She asked, prying where she had no business prying.
“I’ve known him since I was little,” Shay countered, feeling her entire nervous system tremor inside of her because of the subject.
“Yeah, but you’ve never been like this with him,” Jay pointed out.
“What are you getting at?” Shay shot at her, trying to use anger to get her to shut up.
“He’s cute, Shay,” Jay said, smiling at her.
“Oh my god, Mom,” Shay scoffed, holding her hand over her face, feeling so incredibly embarrassed.
“What? I’m just saying. Couldn’t there be potential there?” She smirked.
“Can we drop this? Oh my god,” Shay sighed, looking out the passenger window.
“You don’t think he’s cute?” Jay continued to pry.
“MOM!” Shay growled.
“And he’s such a good kid,” she went on.
“MOM!” Shay shouted, staring her mother down with narrowed angry eyes.
“Shay!” She mimicked.
“You’re making me incredibly uncomfortable,” Shay told her, which was absolutely the truth.
“Why? Because you think he’s cute?” She laughed.
“MOTHER!” Shay shot at her.
“You’ve never looked at him like that?” She asked. Shay was sure she was torturing her on purpose.
“Why are you pushing this!? He’s Louis’ best friend, Mom,” Shay snapped at her.
“So? Louis would probably be relieved to see you with someone he trusts,” Jay added.
“Jesus, Mom,” Shay sighed, rolling her eyes.
“I’m just saying…” She laughed.
“Please, stop saying it!” Shay told her impatiently.
“Fine,” Jay said and pursed her lips together.
“Thank you,” Shay said with as much teen angst as possible. Good God.
Her Mother was practically planning their arranged marriage. How incredibly awkward.