Mommy • H.S

eighteen ;;

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And once more, the next day they ended up engaging in steamy hot sēx. Without Haria unfortunately, considering her profession as a dentist she had to work on a Sunday. So did August but luckily her clock starts at three in the morning.

"I think we should go out and get coffee." Harry yawns

"No, I wanna lay here." August whines, kissing Harry's chest

"You're such a brat." Harry scoffs

"You're a brat!" August huffs slapping his crotch making him groan.

"Only three days left of your suspension, then the weekend then you're back." August hums

"Thanks for reminding me." Harry rolls his eyes

"You're very welcome." August giggles

"I'm hungry, I want coffee." Harry sighs

"I have a coffee maker." August sighs, "Since when do you drink coffee?"

"I drink coffee everyday.." Harry frowns

"That's why your mouth tastes like caramel.." August smacks her lips, sitting up

"Um yeah, duh." Harry scoffs

"Dork." August sticks out her tongue

"You're the dork, I have to be home by two." Harry nods

"You said that twice." August states

"I know, my mum thinks I'm at Niall's, again." Harry shrugs

"I hate lying to her." August frowns

"It doesn't matter." Harry sighs

"I don't know, I'll go make us some coffee." August winks, walking away she brings the blanket with her peeling the cloth from Harry's bare body.

"Asshole." Harry laughs covering his junk.

"Oops." She smirks

Sighing, he covers himself with a pillow. Waiting for her to return. Almost suddenly, her phone vibrates.

Harry sits up, looking over seeing she has a text that reads, "Can't wait to fill you up tonight"

From.. Liam, Liam the man who Harry found drilling her in this same exact bed he lays in.

Harry feels, almost betrayed. He sits back, sighing. Niall told him this would happen, he was right he doesn't listen to him.

"Its making it, I've got creamer." August smiles, walking

"Nice." Harry nods

August grabs her phone, glancing at it but then quickly closing it.

"So, he's gonna fill you up tonight?" Harry sighs

"What?" August frowns

"I saw the text, your phone is right next to me. I mean, what the fuck?" Harry groans throwing the pillow off him.

"Look, Harry. I'm just.. I don't know." August sighs

"Wow, great answer. I'm fucking leaving."

"You're acting like.. like we're dating." August scoffs

"It feels like we are, to be honest. I mean, if you want him to fuck you then I will gladly let him. I'm done playing games with you!" Harry yells tugging on his socks, adjusting his belt.

"I d—"

"You do know. Stop acting so fūcking oblivious. Because you fucking know!" Harry yells

"I like you August. I really do, and I don't want to be your little sex toy." Harry says yanking on his jacket

"Don't leave, I'm sorry. You're not my sex toy." August frowns sadly

"You're using me, and you're using him." Harry scoffs

"I'm not! I tried to end things with him, but we just ended up having sex." August says shamefully

"When was this?" Harry scoffs

"Last night, at work." August says softly

"Wow, you lead me on. You act like you like me, hold my hand. Buy me shit and you expect me not to think— you're an asshole. You're a bitch!" Harry yells

"You're seventeen! Why do you even care that I fucked Liam?" August yells

"I'm seventeen but yet you were just riding my diçk pretty hard a couple minutes ago. I'm seventeen but I can please you a lot better than these guys you mess with. I'm seventeen but I sure as hell seem to make you happy." Harry says, folding his arms

"I can't date you." August says quietly

"I mean, if I just came to visit you with my neck filled with hickeys, you wouldn't care?" Harry frowns

"No! I wouldn't because its your life. We aren't dating.. we just, we just fuck!" August yells

"Fuck you, you cruel stupid bitch." Harry pokes her shoulder aggressively

"Don't say that to me." August cries, tears pouring down her face.

"I hate you!" Harry yells gripping her shoulders tightly.

"Stop it!" August shoves him off her, wiping her tears.

"You know what you're doing to me, yet you just turn away!" Harry yells

"I don't know what to do!" August yells, yanking Harry's curls, grunting.

"Fucking quit!" Harry grunts, shoving August against the nearest wall. Harrys large shirt that covers her body is pulled tight against her.

"Ouch, that fucking hurts!" Harry scoffs, yanking down her hands.

"Fuck you." August spits

Harry slams his lips into hers, roughly pushing his hips into her hers. His belt slamming against her stomach.

Rough, mean sex they have, Harry's hips moving angrily against hers. Loud, pained moans leaves her lips. While his nails digs into her skin as they fuck like animals.

She yanks on his hair, biting his fingers, his neck, bruising his collarbones.

A loud grunt comes from Harry's lips, messy kisses being placed on her lips. His shirt soaked with sweat and specks of cüm.