Addiction

Chapter 25- A sec

　　　　　　　 「 Camila 」

"You're not wearing that" Harry's sharp voice comes behind me and I turn around.

"Why not?" I look at the dark blue dress in my hand that is open I'm the back and he glares at me.

"Because Mila, I can see it's fucking short and too tight" he crosses his arm and leans back on the wall, crossing his legs and I giggle.

"I'll wear what I want" I dismiss him, turning around before I hear foot steps behind me and I shriek while running to the other side of the bed and Harry on the other side.

"Mila"

"Harry"

"Get your ass back here" he scolds but amusement behind his words and I shake my head while giggling.

"You're annoying" he crosses his arm and I imitate him making him more annoyed.

I make a run for the door, I pull open the door but it's pushed shut from behind me and I feel Harry's warmth on my back.

I duck underneath his outstretched arm arm that's now resting on the door, laughing I run behind the curtains.

"Mhm... wonder where you are?" his voice comes out a fake wonder and I keep myself from laughing further.

"Pffft" I whisper and I hear his deep gorgeous laugh.

He pulls the curtains to the side revealing me and he smirks as I give him a smile, hiding the dress behind my back.

"You know when you're hiding you're not suppose to expose yourself" he cocks his eyebrows and I tilt my head.

"Well you sucked at it so I gave you a hint-" I explain but he pinches my side making me let out a laugh while thrashing and he smirking again.

"Give me the dress" he takes his hand up flat and I look at it.

"For you to dress me?" I smile up at him and he's quick to speak up again.

"No- what? Yeah" he realizes what I said and gives me a nod, still holding his hand up and I pull my bottom lip in my mouth looking up at him waiting for him to move out the way.

"Are gonna give me it" he taps me on my tummy and shrug looking around. He sighs before grabbing my arm turning me around fast. So fast my brain can't keep up and he rips the dress out of my hand.

Is he serious?

I turn around with a scowl on my face.

"Do you have a bra on?" he ask and my scowl is replaced with confusing. He throws the dress over his shoulders and sighs, taking my hand pulling me away from the large window and pulls the curtains over. He turns to me, his eyes on the door to see it if closed before he takes his hands on my hips, letting them stay there for a second before he yanks my shirt up making me shriek.

"Harry"

"Mila"

His eyes drift to my plain white bra. He licks his lips hungrily and he grips my sweatpants, pulling them off making them land around my feet and I step out of them, looking down. My cheeks red.

Oh look! I have my favorite baby pink underwear on.

He rubs his thighs and takes the dress that was over his shoulder.

"You're perfect, baby" he whispers under his breath almost like he didn't want me to hear it and he takes the dress on me, his hands touchy making the butterflies appear. Once it's on me his hands is on my hips, the grip tight like he's afraid I'll vanish. His eyes flicker to my whole face before his eyes meets mine.

"I love you" he crowds in a whisper, brushing my hair out of my face with his fingers and my breath hitches and my eyes starts to water.

No one has ever said that to me while looking at me in my eyes.

Only dad.

"No no, baby I didn't mean to make you cry" he rushes, cupping my face and I sniff.

"You don't have to say anything back" he pulls me into his soft embrace after some time he pulls away, his hands takes a rest at my hips again.

"Harry" I hum and he nods his head, telling me he's listening.

"I adore you" I smile and the the corners from his mouth raise and my insides turn.

"Let's go before I can't control myself" he sighs before rubbing his thigh and I tilt my head.

"What do you mean?" he sighs, shaking his head. Dismissing me.

"Let's go" He takes my hand, walking towards the door before he stops and looks at me up and down, licking his lips. "Jacket it's chilly this night"

He takes the jacket and takes it on me instead of saying thank you I stand on my tippy toes. I place my hand on his cheek, I press my lip against his opposite cheek, pushing his face closer to my lips with my hand.

My heart drives the highway as I pull away and my eyes meets his.

I come in face to a adorable Harry with a soft smile on his face. His tattooed hand comes rest on my cheek, just like I did. He leans down and my eyes flutter as he presses his soft lips against the opposite cheek, his hand pressing my face closer to his lips.

He pulls away but grips my chin and his eyes are trained at my lips before he gives me a feather kiss on the top of my nose.

This feels right so stay a sec.

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Well...hehehe.

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Plus Camila saying I adore you can mean two things and this case she means she likes him very much (:

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