Harry gripped my waist tightly with his hands, firmly holding me into place so there was no chance of me getting away. He leant down towards my neck and I could feel his warm breath on my skin. Suddenly i sharp pain surged through my neck as he began to bite and suck at the sensitive spot, it was painful but at the same time nice, part of me wanted to push him off of me but the other part of me wanted him to continue. After a few minutes he stopped. He sat up and gazed at the mark that he had inflicted upon me. A smile crept upon his face.

"I'll leave it at that.... for now." and then he just quietly walked away.

I walked over to my full length mirror and inspected the now clearly visible mark

"That's gunna take a hell of a lot of makeup!" I said in frustration.

I fumbled into the drawer for my makeup. Bingo. I gently applied the makeup onto the painful mark, I winced at first but I got used to it. I made sure to try and cover every single part of it. It must of taken me bout 15 minutes to do that and you can still faintly see it, oh well there's nothing that a scarf can't cover. I pulled out a scarf from my cupboard and placed it around my neck. I looked back into the mirror examining my reflection.

"That'll do" I said with satisfaction.

About 10 minutes later I heard my name being shouted from downstairs.

"Ugh what do they want" I groaned.

I made my way down the numerous stairs to find myself in the same room with the 5 familiar faces.

As i looked at harry I saw a look of mischeif appear on his face.

"Why have you got a scarf on Lucy, it's not cold?" Harry said smugly.

"Shut up Harry." I growled.

"An attitude like that will get you no-where love."

"Fuck off!" I snapped. Bad move Lucy.

Grabbing hold of my shoulders, Harry forced my body into the wall. Why does he always have to do that, it bloody hurts?!

"You just don't listen" Harry angrily said as he grinded his crotch into mine pushing me further into the wall. He kept doing this and i couldn't fight back the urge to moan and it just slipped out. Shit.

I could hear the other boys sniggering.

"Aw did you like that?" Harry chucked.

"N..no I didn't."

"Oh but I think you did, now come on you're making dinner."

Notes

I know it wasn't brilliant but I had a bit of writers block if anyone has any suggestions of what they would like to happen in the story or anything you want me to write more about or improve on feel free to mail me:-)

-Orla x