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Just Kiss Her

Chapter Song: War is love- Harry Styles ( song on the side for laptop users, mobile users at the top. )

Bella

Harry and I woke up the next morning, sleepy kisses shared, hands roaming all over. Our limbs tangled together. His vibrant green eyes stared into mine, and I swear he could see all my secrets.

"G'morning, Love." He murmured soflty, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. I smiled.

"Good morning, Harry," I whispered. He lowered his head, kissing my lips softly, biting tenderly. I giggled, as I felt his hand squeeze my bum.

"Mm, your lips taste good," I let out a small chuckle. "My mouth tastes like sleep, I donno what you're tasting, Mr. Locks."

Harry's eyes crinckled. A grin taking over his face. "Mr. Locks? What?" I tugged on his hair. "Your hair is getting long,"

"Ah, yes. I know...should probably cut it," My eyes widen.

"No! I like your hair..It's nice....especially how I can pull on it," His eyes turned a shade darker, pulling me close to his body. "Wanna pull on it, now, angel?" My breath hitched at the nickname that I missed so much.

I bit my lip, eyes mischief, brushing my lips against his, his breath coming out as a gasp. "Maybe later, m'sure you won't be able to resist." I winked before getting up, hearing him groan. I smirked, walking to the bathroom and freshening up.

After I was done, I saw Harry dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Going to the parlor?" He nodded, a hand going through his hair.

"Uh, yeah, I'll go freshin' up, you get ready, come with me." I smiled widely and nodded. "'Course, baby."

He groaned, throwing his head back, "'Baby' what're you trying to do Bella? Have me fuck you right there and then? I gladly will, hard and rough against the wall." My breath hitched and my heat tingled.

My face blushed incredibly and Harry just smirked. "Thought, so." He stood up, walking in front of me. "Now.." His lips brushed mine. "Get ready." With that he went inside the bathroom, leaving me breathless.

Tease. A fucking tease.

I just rolled my eyes, huffing as I got out a pair of jeans and a Rolling Stones tee shirt I stole from Harry once. I pulled off my tank top, and took off my shorts, and stayed naked except for my underwear on, looking through the drawers for my black lace bra.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Harry's voice growled and I just innocently looked through my drawer, finally finding my bra, facing Harry as I started to put it on. I watched as he drank in my body, eyes dark trailing longer near my breasts. "You okay numb nuts?" I let out a small laugh as his eyes gazed in mine.

"You're being ridiculously unfair right now, Bella. I'm hard as fuck." I looked down, and surely found a bulge, straining against his jeans.

"Oops. Guess you'll have to deal, Styles." I winked and put on my clothes as he left the room, muttering profanities.

I grabbed the gun from under the mattress that Niall gave me. Tucking it in my pants, my shirt over it, I put on my sneakers and head out of my room to see an annoyed Harry waiting for me. I playfully smirk. "Don't be grouchy Harold." Harry just scoffed, mumbling Harold.

I lightly laughed walking up to him, his piercing green eyes look down into my own. I step up slightly, my lips touching his, brushing. His breath staggers... I only smile. "I know you can't stay mad at me." Harry growls.