Enticing Charm

I drifted off to sleep at some point, but when I opened my eyes it was still raining and I was draped over the punked out boys chest as he watched something on TV. He looks down at me warily.

"Hey.." He mumbles.

"Hey.."

His chest feels just as perfect as it looks, I move my hands from around his waist and place them on his chest so I can push myself up. His abs are predominant under his shirt. I feel a sly smile creep on my face as I leave my hands on his torso a moment longer than I felt necessary. He smiled and shook his head, obviously guessing my intentions. I look down at him, admiring his messy hair that looked incredibly... dare I say. sexy?

I blush at my choice of words.

"What?" He chuckles noticing my red cheeks. I shrug and sit up next to him, draping my legs over his chest, he places his hands on my knees and squeezes gently. "Are you hungry?" I nod and he huffs, getting out of bed. "I'll be right back, I'm going to assume you already know you're not coming." He smirks. I scowl up at him. He rolls his eyes at me attitude and goes to the door. "Be right back." And then he's gone.

I stretch my muscles and get out of bed, it's getting later in the day now, near dinner time but after sleeping in my clothes I felt like I needed to change so I threw on a pair of spandex leggings and a hoodie. After getting comfy and zoning out to the TV, Harry returned with a pizza.

He joins me back on the bed but he has a sour face on. I can instantly tell somethings bothering him....

He doesn't say anything, just eats some of the food with me, scowling at the TV.

"Harry?" I ask him once I put the empty tray on the dresser. He doesn't say anything, just stares irritably at the TV. I sigh and sit on my shins next to him, poking him in the rubs, he doesn't move. I should have known the crabby him would be back...

I shake my head and drop on to my but next to him. He lets out a little sigh and his hand lands on my upper thigh. But I'm too stubborn for my own good. I slap his hand away and his head slowly cranks to face me, I can see his jaw gritted as steam practically came out of his ears? Didn't I tell you he doesn't like the word no?

Harry's P.O.V.

Earlier that day

I was surprised when she crawled to me and hugged me, even more surprised when she let me lead her to the bed as she slowly drifted to sleep. It felt amazing to hold her.

As her cute little slept the day away my stupid fucking mind started it's usual bullshit.

Has this Niall dick ever hold her? Were they dating? Did she love him? Of course she didn't. Or she wouldn't let me hold her... would she?

Ughh fuck this! Women are so fucking irritating and infuriating.

But I couldn't cool my shit so as soon as I wen't to get us some food I made a detour and stopped by my room.

"There you are, you little fucker." I said to her cell phone as I pulled it out from under my mattress. I hide a ton of my shit under there. As I make my way to the kitchen, turning her phone on, putting a pizza in the oven, I put in her easy password. Guess what it was? Her fucking name?! I laugh to myself at the thought of her doing that.

Silly girl.

The texts immediately start blowing her phone up and I have to wait a good ten minutes for the little shit to start vibrating.

I open the messages that are under Niall's name and start reading the shit ton of desperate love texts.

From:Niall<3(:

Hey, where are you? Everyones freaking out, call me.

From:Niall<3(:

I know it has been awkward between us since... you know. But you're still my world. Please?

Since what?! Did they fuck!? I might have to just pay this Neil a visit.

From:Niall<3(:

Olivia, people are starting to say your missing. I'm freaking out.

From:Niall<3(:

Oh my god, Olivia, you've been missing for a full 24 hours. I hope you have your phone and aren't in any real trouble.

From:Niall<3(:

I feel stupid texting... I keep calling your damn voice mail just to hear your voice.

From:Niall<3(:

I miss you.....

From:Niall<3(:

I'm going to find you. I don't know how but I'm going to.

Good luck with that. I snort to myself, happy that she was away from his grasp.

From:Niall<3(:

I'm at your house, came to check on your parents.. they're so broken but they're staying strong. We all are.

From:Niall<3(:

Good god. I don't know how to feel.

From:Niall<3(:

I really have to stop texting but I can't... theres always the chance you're reading them, right?

I read about 30 other texts. Fucking Neil. Why did she have his contact set as a heart and a smile face. Was he really that fucking special?! Anger seethes in to me. Then her phone vibrates. I nearly drop it as a new text from her 'buddy,' Neil rolls in.

From:Niall<3(:

I love you so much it hurts..... god I hope you're OK.....

I have a huge fucking urge to smash her cell on the floor so stupid whats his face can't text her but I decide against it.

Once our shit is done cooking I carry it upstairs, pissed beyond belief. I can't stop imagine him kissing her.. She really is fucking me up.

Lily's P.O.V.

Present time.

"Don't slap me away." he say slowly.

"Well if you're going to be rude, I'll do as I please!" I snap, confused by mood switch. It doesn't make sense but it fuels my fire and I let it get to me even though I know it's not practical.

"Olivia, I am not in the mood for this." He snaps again. I snort and cross my arms across my chest. "What?" I shake my head. His hand find my upper thigh again as he pulls me closer. The touch makes butterflies travel to every part of me but I pretend it doesn't mean anything so I slap it away again, our bodies not significantly closer. My breath hitched as he leaned forward slightly. His intense gaze and pink lips my me squirm. "Don't pretend you don't like when I touch you. You know you do." He says slowly, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches my face twist to one of horror.

Did he talk to all women like this? Did he even talk to other women? Did all men talk like this to women? Did I like it... No of course not... no.... I... No. Yeah, no......

"For your information I do not." I insist, my voice failing as he leans even closer to me, his hot and minty breath on my face, his heavenly smell wafting over me, his hand lands back on my thigh which feels like its burning. The touch sends shivers down my spine.

"You see, your body is telling me otherwise." He says. I have no choice in what is happening . I swear.....

I screw my eyes shut as my breath hitches. His other hand lands softly on my hip, gently sliding to the small of my back he pulls me towards the pillows. I move with no question.

Without another word, Harry's hands both go to my hips and he pushes me down gently on to the bed, my head on the pillows. I stare up at him, both thrilled and terrified.

I screw my eyes shut as he slowly and seductively crawls over and lays over me....

No one has ever lain on me like that..

I swallow hard, his hips lay right over mine, he pulls back just far enough so he can look in my eyes. His eyes are dark, I squirm my hips lightly, uncomfortable with the.. pressure.. hes putting on my ... area..

He hisses through his teeth and bites his lip. I whimper. He is so... perfect..

His eyes snap open and they bare in to mine. My heart races as he picks one of his hands off of my hips. He takes it and places it gently over my right breast. Feeling my pulse...

"Feel your little heart go... Olivia, I turn you on. Don't deny it." He says darkly, almost begging for me to agree. But I don't. I meet his eyes. They're dark and full of lust and wanting, desire even. And for me. I bite my lip and his eyes lock on my lips.

This has to be the far most intimate I have come with the opposite sex. As crazy as it is... it's true. The way his hand still was placed over my heart. The spinning in my head, his flexing muscles, the messy hair. I was reeling.

"H-Harry." I stammer as he leans his forehead on mine, shifting his hips lightly, testing the waters.... I close my eyes again and whimper as I feel his member rub up me.

Then a certain pair of blue eyes are staring in to mine. Not green ones.

Niall.

No No No NO. I can't do this to him... this feels wrong and weird now that I'm thinking of him.

"Olivia, I could make you feel so much better than this." Harry hisses again.

What? Was that even possible?

"Harry, s-stop. Please." I whimper. He freezes.

"What?" he snaps, all of the passion and longing in his eyes replaced by irritation.

"I'm sorry. Just please get off of me." I whimper again, putting my hands on his shoulders. He instantly flies off of me. Leaving my once snug and warm body cold.

"Is this because of Niall?"

"What? No, of course not." OK, so I'm sort of telling the truth.

"Yeah whatever." He snaps, standing up, I can't help but notice the tightness in the front of his jeans... Oh... he stammers on his words.

"Harry, please. Just relax. Come lay with me." I ask like a needy desperate child.

"Why?" I'm taken back.

"Because I want you to be here..." I whisper, wringing my hands. He made me nervous when he was like this.

"Yeah, spare me the lie. I know I'm only here because you're fucking lonely." he spits. And before I can get up and try to comfort him he storms out, slamming the door behind him, locking the chains.

Leaving me alone.

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