Author's Note: Obviously inspired by Selena Gomez's song Fetish. Part 2 is coming soon. Enjoy loves! xxx M
Take it or leave it
Baby take it or leave it
But I know you won't leave it
'Cause I know that you need it
Parties. They were fun. They were an occasion to meet people at. Hook up with people. Talk with friends. Recently, they became more fun than usual. Mostly for one reason. More precisely, one person. Y/N.
Y/N. How do I begin to describe her? She was a friend. Correction: she was a friend who I had a fling with. A recent fling with until she called it off. I didn't blame her to why she done that. I understood her. The game between us tired her out. The constant saying goodbye and then coming back to each other became exhausting. Usually those moments occurred at parties, which was why it was more fun. I needed to go to parties. They became the only excuse for me to see and talk to her. To get back with her, to be more exact.
The elevator doors opened. I stepped in. I pressed the button that had a three painted on it. The doors were about to close until a woman quickly got in. Not a woman. Y/N.
I smirked. This was better than what I planned already.
"Oh hey" She greeted me, blushing and smiling.
"Hi" I smiled to her back.
"I guess we're both fashionably late" She joked.
"We are" I said to her.
Unh, look in the mirror
When I look in the mirror
Baby I see it clearer
Why you wanna be nearer
I stared at her reflection in the elevator's mirror. She was wearing the same amount of makeup I usually saw her in. Not too much, but enough to highlight her features. Her thin eyeliner showed off her hypnotizing eyes. Her dark red lips gave her a sophisticated look. Her straighten hair matched her medium length sleek black dress.
I looked to both of our reflections in the mirror. We did look great together. All the more reason why I wanted to be with her. I grinned at her.
"What?" She asked me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"No reason" I said, looking away. "Nothing"
*Y/N'S POV*
I'm not surprised
I sympathize, ah
I can't deny
Your appetite, ah
"Nothing?" I asked him, not believing him at all. "Looks like something"
"Does it?" Harry asked, smirking at me.
I wasn't surprised that Harry stared at me. In fact, I sympathized with him. I knew he felt bitter over me ending our fling but I had to. I couldn't bear having to change my mind again to be a stubborn person like him. It become exhausting. I still felt a little sorrow. We had a great fling and it ran its course. Besides, having sex with Harry wasn't that bad. We both had the same appetite.
The elevator bell rung. It's doors opened.
"I don't know" I said to Harry. "Does it?"
I smirked back at him before walking out.
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don't see a point in blaming you
