1D Sexual Frustrations

Harry : Twenty Questions

**HARRY’S P.O.V**

I wake up, and realize that I’m practically squashing (Y/N).. Oops.

"Sorry babe," I whisper laughing.

"I was waiting for you to get off me!" (Y/N) says laughing.

"My bad love." I say, smiling.

"If you wouldn’t have woken up I would’ve had no choice, but to push you off the bed." She says.

"That would’ve been a rude awakening!" I laugh.

"Oh tottaly, it’s not like I didn’t wake up to my boyfriend squashing me or anything." She smirks.

’ SINGING RAIDOHEAD AT THE TOP OF OUR LUNGS,

WITH THE BOOM BOX BLAIRING AS WE’RE FALLING IN LOVE,

GOT A BOTTLE OF WHATEVER BUT IT’S GETTING US DRUNK,

SINGING HERES TO NEVER GROWING UP! ‘

"Aren’t you going to answer that?" I ask her.

"Nope." She says popping the ‘p’.

"What song is that?"

"The one for my ringtone?" She asks.

"No, the one for the door-bell." I say sarcastically, and smirk.

"Oh hush, but it’s ‘Here’s to never growing up’ by Avril Lavigne." (Y/N) says smiling. “It’s my favorite song." She adds.

I nod my head.

"I have a wonderful idea!" I scream.

"Okay, chill, but what is it?" She asks.

"Well, we don’t really know the little things about each other, so lets play Twenty Questions? It’s clichè, I know, but who cares." I say.

"Sounds good." She smiles.

"I’ll start, yeah?"

"Mkay." She says.

"Hmm, Favorite color?"

"Pink, definitely." She answers.

"Girliy girl, huh?"

"Only one question at a time," She smirks.

"What was your favorite subject in school?"

"School isn’t really my scene, and never was." I say confidently.

"That’s not fair." She pouts crossing her arms against her chest.

"Okay, well I was shit at all academic subjects.. So I’m going with P.E," I tell her.

"Okay, (Y/N) , who was your first kiss?"

"Like first kiss ever, or first real kiss?" She asks.

"Tell me both."

"Okay well my first kiss was when I was eleven or twelve, with my neighbor, we both wanted to know what it was like to kiss someone so we kissed eachother. I never kissed anyone after that. But, my first kiss that actually meant something," She pauses, and looks up at me. “Was with you."

"Me?" I ask stunned.

"Yes you, silly." She smiles.

"You should’ve told me when we first met! I could’ve done it better. I’m sorry (Y/N), I could’ve made your first kiss much better." I say, putting my head down.

She tilts my chin up, so I’m looking into her eyes.

"Baby, I loved it, and I would never want to change it." She tells me, and pecks my lips.