"Tonight is gonna be the best night of your life, virgin"
I stand quiet as I watch his fingers run down my sides and to my underwear, playing around with the tiny ribbon in the middle before pulling them down and throwing them across the room and onto the wooden floor.

Please make sure that you are aware that this story is rated r and contains a lot sexual and mature content so if you're young and you're not supposed to read this, please don't. I won't be responsible for your reaction.


12. Chapter Twelve

My eyes flutter open, the same tingly feeling down there whenever we do it.

I turn my head and look over to my side and my wide eyes is glued on the curl head lightly snoring beside me and I can't help but gasp.

Is Harry in my bed? In the morning? Asleep? Beside me? In my bed?!?! What is he doing here?!

His face is flat sunk into my fluffy pillow, his messy hair sticking out of the blanket covering his body.

I feel threatened and I pull my blanket back with me, my mind still processing everything.

I do the first thing that pops in my head and I slap the back of his head, his curls bouncing after the quick motion.

I hear a groan and soon, his face lifts from my pillow and snaps towards me, his brows frowning as if I had done something horrible.

"What are you still doing here?!"

I ask loudly, covering my naked body with the blanket, avoiding any distraction for Harry.

"What time is it?"

He groans, his morning voice deep and sexy and I can't help but bite my bottom lip. His eyes are squinted, trying to block out too much sunlight and I can tell he looks completely calm.

"That doesn't matter, Harry! It's morning and you're here for what exactly?"

I hiss, kind of angry that he had to see my face all puffy and messy. Come on for gods sake, what does a guy who only wants sex doing in bed with the girl he had slept with the night before? Does that make any sense?

"Chill.. I fell asleep"

He groans and then his face drops flat into my pillow, hiding his face as if he wanted to still sleep.

I can tell he isn't a morning person and trust me, neither am I but his presence there shocked me so badly that I totally forgot about my hatred for the morning.

I stay quiet for a while trying to think of what to say or do next but I can't come up with anything smart so I just roll out of bed, dumping myself on the floor attempting to wake him up again with the noise.

I reach to my back, the wave of pain going through my spine and I wince. I see him jump and now I know that he can fall asleep really soon and that makes me just wanna laugh.

His head peeks out of the pillow we had shared for the whole night, his eyelids covering most of his emerald eyes.

"Get out"

I demand once I get to my feet, laughing as I watch his grumpy face turn into an annoyed expression but I ignore it.

I mean come on.. What would you do if you saw the guy you were sleeping with in your bed in the morning? I can't be the only one... Right..?

"Fine.. Close your eyes, I'm naked.. Unless-"

He says with a smirk plastered on his face and begins to pull himself out of my comfy bed but I immediately turn around, facing the empty bed that my ghost roommate sleeps on.

I frown, thinking of the fact that he could've just crawled to the other bed before falling asleep. Why?

"We've slept together for countless times but you can't see me naked?"

Harry laughs, interrupting my doubts and I can tell he has a point but it's just awkward when you're not turned on enough.

"Please just put something on"

I beg, still facing the wall like an idiot and I soon hear him laugh and slip on his boxers.

"You can turn around now"

He chuckles and I obey, spinning on my heels and I'm immediately distracted once I see how close we are.

I look up, my brows raised as I look into Harry's green eyes, slightly melting inside. I've always wanted colored eyes and all I inherited was brown eyes.

I suddenly feel the need to kiss his plump lips but I stop myself because I know how weird it would seen like. I don't like him and I know that. It's just that his lips are so soft and addictive. What's wrong about that?

We stay quiet and all Harry's smirk screams is sex sex sex but I avoid getting into another one of them as it is enough for now.

"You should go"

I mumble, letting out a nervous laugh and I can feel my legs shaking and I can't put together why that is.

Harry looks down at me, his lips pursed and I know he is signaling me to kiss him so we can take it to sex but I step back.

"Yeah, I guess so"

He laughs, breaking our surprisingly long gaze once he walks to the door and disappears without a goodbye or any manner.

Only a few seconds after Harry had left, I hear my phone ring and I rush to my bed, pulling it out of the messy object.

I glance at the caller ID and bite my lips once I know it's my aunt but I do the polite thing and pick it up and once it's up to my ear, I put on the fake happy voice I can pull off.

"Aunt Mary!"

I excitingly say, sitting on my bed.

"Ariana, sweety! I've got great news!"

She inhales after screaming them and I know I'm about to listen to a whole essay.

"So I know your birthday is on the twentieth so I've booked a flight for the nineteenth and I promise to reach there a few hours before your little birthday party!"

She says and just when I was about to respond, she continues.

"I've booked a hotel for you and your friends! Your birthday will be celebrated in one of the big hall in the Hilton hotel. There will be all kinds of things to do! Dance, eat, chat around and all! I've already planned everything so you can't disagree with me and all I need you to do is to ask at least thirty of your friends to attend and also, you'll need a date and so do all of the guests so make sure you tell the people you're inviting-"

She blabbers on and I know that this HAS to stop right now.

"Thank you aunt Mary but I really don't need such a fancy birthday! Just the two of us will be enough and to be honest, I really wouldn't have any friends to ask."

I honestly say, and I know she'll be disappointed with me but I had to tell her the truth.

"Oh come on! It's going to be your 21 birthday! You should be excited! I'm not going to let you lose this chance to have a good night and trust me, I've taken care of everything and organized the whole night for you! Even I'm excited!"

She screams with joy through the phone and I can't help but smile because of how supportive and adorable she's being to actually do this for me.

"I can't tell you how happy I am! I really wasn't expecting this.. From anyone, really! But thank you so much!"

I thank her, a huge grin on my face. Somehow, she had tattooed her name in my heart and I finally trust her and feel like she'll be there when it's my birthday.

"Oh it's the least I can do for you! I have to go and work out so I won't look like a total grandma beside you and your friends. Just remember what I've told you to take care of and call me if something isn't working out, okay sweety?"

She says nicely and I unintentionally nod although she isn't there.


I simply say and with that, the other line goes dead and I throw my phone to the free space on my bed.

I immediately reach for my calendar from the lamp stand and count how many days are left to my birthday and I'm shocked and excited once I realize that it's only ten days away.

With that, my mind is flooded with all sorts of questions. Who am I inviting? What am I going to wear? Who should I take as my date? Is anyone going to show up? And all of the answers to my questions were a simple 'I don't know'.

I hope this was a long chapter since the past two chapters sucked. Anyways, I hope that you guys like where this is going so please like, favorite and comment! That's all I'm asking for!

Thank you babies ❤️

-maya xx

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