My Kind Of Love

Chapter 40 Big Boots or Big Foot?

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**Casper’s POV**

I wake up with a feeling of self-loath and guilt as I quickly run to the bathroom and cough everything I drank at the bar. It probably wasn’t a good idea taking three Jagermeister shots and a couple glasses of tequila mixed with god knows what. I just remember getting absolutely muddled and I think a cab took me home after I called the taxi service crying about Zayn?

What a classy bird you are Casper. I shake my head in disappointment.

I lay my head on the toilet seat being the complete wreck I am and try to remember last nights’ events. Zayn kicked me out of his apartment after he fucked someone else.

All right. I sharp sting is felt in my chest.

Bea and I got into a huge fight because I insulted Harry and she called me a slut.

Awesome I say with the most sarcasm in my voice.

Got super trashed at a sketchy bar filled with creeps and somehow managed to make it home untouched.

Amazing. This time I was truly relieved.

You seriously fucked it up this time Casper. I say to myself for about the millionth time this unsuccessful month.

Jesus Christ, I hope Bea at least got to stay somewhere safe over the night. I start to worry as I wobble to her room while holding my stomach. I open the door to find a neatly made bed and an untouched room. Maybe she stayed at Jays or Harrys for the night?

Great. I wasn’t even mad at the fact that she called me a slut, I was mad at myself for getting angry at Bea for something that wasn’t even her fault. She’s a sensitive girl and I completely jeopardized our friendship.

I start searching for my phone, unable to find it until I spot the small object hiding underneath my kitchen table? What on earth did I do last night! My head felt like it was punched a million times and my stomach felt like it was going to explode.

I check the time and groan as it is already 12 in the afternoon and I have no calls/texts from Bea. Quickly I dial a number I usually would call in any situation.

“Hey Casp.” Jay says, showing off his positive persona as always.

“Hi, do you think we can hang out today… A lot happened yesterday and I just need someone to talk to.” My voice slightly cracks at the thought of the whole argument with Zayn and Bea but I quickly regain my composer before I lose it.

“Of course hun, is everything alright?” He says sounding genuinely concerned for me.

I let out a stressful sigh before saying. “I have a massive hangover so can we please just talk about this at the mall or something.” We agree on a time before he hangs up and another intense pain hits my stomach.

Fuck, never drinking again. I scold myself before running to the bathroom and puking once more.


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After finally finding a decent outfit and pair of sunglasses to cover up my red eyes I head out. I cringe as the loud noises from outside make my head hurt but I try and ignore it as I get into my corvette and drive off to the mall.

“Jesus Casp! You look like shit.” Jay laughs while giving me tight hug as I roll my eyes from his comment.

“Yeah, nice to see you too.” I sarcastically say as we walk inside the mall. After finally dragging Jay from the different shops and finding the food court, we finally take a seat as I sip on a bottle of water desperately searching for relief.

Our eyes meet as he gives me a sympathetic smile. “What’s going on babe?” I release a sorrowful sigh before resting my heavy head into my hands.

“Urh… Well, Bea and I got into a huge fight about Harry and Zayn. She ended up calling me a slut so I kicked her out the car and drove off to some raunchy bar before getting absolutely piss drunk. I was… I was just so fucking pissed off that Zayn had another girl at his flat when I showed up so I took off my rage on Bea!” I start to grow furious once again thinking about the look on that bitches face when she saw me at the door.

“Woah, woah! Repeat the information about Zayn! He had who at his flat?” Jay says trying to process all of this at once.

I groan before taking another deep sip of my cold water. “Another slut! I mean girl because I am not a slut but that’s not the point. I know Zayn and I weren’t dating but she shouldn’t have done what he did.” I feel a familiar burning sensation fog up my vision and I was mentally thanking myself for putting on sunglasses. I wouldn’t want Jay to see me cry because of some boy.

Jay nods his head as he grabs my hand and gives it a tight reassuring squeeze. “Well the best advice I can give you right now is to fix the shit between you and Bea. I mean yeah it sucks to be the one to apologize first but Casper you and her are best friends so call her… right now. And as for Zayn, time will have to do it’s magic for that. ”

I let out a heavy sigh before quietly saying. “Fine, but she better apologize for calling me a slut!”

“Come on, you know it’s a little true…” Jay bursts out laughing as I playfully slap his muscular arm.


**Bea’s POV**

I unlock the lock screen to my phone and check whom the missed call is from. Suddenly my heart drops as a name I didn’t expect at all appears on the screen.

It was Casper.

What do I do, should I call her back? What if she will just yell at me, or even worse kicks me out the flat!

Okay calm down Bea. You’re overreacting, I try and reassure myself but it doesn’t help much.

After finally gathering up all the courage left in me I decide and call her back. The phone rings… and rings … and rings until suddenly I hear someone answer.

“H-hello?” I stammer nervously while waiting for a response.

“Hey…” Casper awkwardly says. A few seconds go by and no words are said between us.

The tension increases drastically as she quickly clears her throat. “Listen Bea… I’m really sorry for getting psychotic with you. I was just so upset at what happened with Zayn and I took it out on you. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to get this out of hand” I feel a huge weight being finally lifted off my shoulders as a small smile makes its way to my mouth.

“Me too Casp! I called you a slut and that was really mean. You’re not a slut, you’re my best friend and I’m really sorry.” I start to say a little too happily as Harry rolls his eyes in the background, probably that I let her off the hook so easily. I didn’t care though, as long as I had my friend back.

Suddenly I hear a loud “woohoo!” in the background and Casper let’s out a giggle.

“Are you with Jay?” I question assuming that the voice sounded like his.

“Yeah we’re at the mall. Can you come?” She questions.

I smile before responding. “Yeah I think I will because Harry invited me to this Halloween party but I said ‘I don’t know’ because me and you were arguing but since we’re not… Do you want to come with Jay?”

“Mhm, I don’t know, are sluts allowed?” She lets out a cheeky giggle.

“Shut up Casper, I said I was sorry!” I respond with a jokey tone of voice.

“Okay just get your ass over here and lets go costume shopping!” She squeals before we say are goodbyes and hang up.

I turn to Harry with a huge grin on my face as he says. “Well look at you… All happy once again.”

Slowly I walk towards him and climb over his relaxed body, straddling him. “Do you think you can do me a favour?” I ask while batting my eyelashes at him in the cutest way I could.

“I don’t know… I’m really liking this position.” Harry says while biting his lips seductively.

“Can you drive me to the mall… Please?” I ask timidly as a frown appears on his face. Suddenly he places his large palm on the small of my back and pushes me against his chest.

“What if I don’t want you to go anywhere?” He whines while playing with my brown wavy locks. My heart completely explodes from his words, as my cheeks turn pink. Why has he been acting so different lately? He’s been much sweeter, kinder and more romantic…?

I stick my tongue out at him before saying. “Well if you want me to come Friday, you have to let me go and find a costume.” He gives me a sigh before responding. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s get ready.”

I quickly got up from his naked chest and go to his room to pack my things until suddenly I realize; I have no clean clothes to wear.

Fuck, aren’t you smart Bea!

“Harry!” I shout from his bedroom as he comes strolling in with a toothbrush hanging from his mouth. I would lie if I said he didn’t look sexy with the toothpaste slowly dripping down the corner of his ever so pink lips.

“Yes doll?” He mumbles while looking at me with the toothbrush still in his mouth.

“I don’t think I have anything to wear to the mall… My clothes and shoes are soaked from last night.” I groan while looking at my wet clothes hanging in the bathroom. Why did I have to be so dramatic and cry in the rain? For gods’ sake, my life isn’t a movie!

“Shit…” He looks around, deep in thought until suddenly he suggests. “You can borrow my sweater and boots. It’s big enough to cover your thighs because I don’t think my pants would fit such a skinny girl like you.” I blush at his compliment before realizing what he had just said. “I can’t go out without any pants!”

“Babe, live a little more on the risky side of life. It’s more fun anyways.” Harry smirks before pulling out a large sweater from his drawer and gently tossing it to me. The material was soft and smelled just like Harry; detergent mixed with a light hint of mint.

Harry suddenly gets a call so he leaves the room to answer it. I take this as an opportunity to quickly peel his shirt off of me and put on the sweater. I felt so exposed as I stare at myself in the mirror because the soft fabric only hit my lower thigh. I notice in the corner a set of black combat boots that Harry set out for me to put on.

Let’s see how a size seven looks in a size twelve.

My foot slips easily into the boots and I immediately begin to laugh at myself. Harry walks back into the room and ibursts out laughing.

“Stop it!” I yell while a giggle escapes my lips. He chuckles before saying. “Here let me help you tie them.” I sit on the edge of the huge bed as he bends down on his knees while tying each boot as tight as he can around my ankle.

“Fuck, I do love my view.” He smirks while looking in between my legs; luckily I had underwear on. I let out a small gasp as I quickly close my legs and give Harry a playful slap, earning a cheeky smirk from him.

Suddenly after Harry tightens the last knot, both hands are placed on my knees and my legs are once again spread apart giving him a perfect view to my covered core. With great difficulty I try and close my thighs but quickly with one hand he pushes the thin fabric to the side, exposing my part to him.

“H-Harry…” I stammer out as his fingers grazed my swollen clit, from the events that happened just a few minutes ago.

“Shh, so beautiful doll, so sensitive and all mine.” Hungrily he says, while tenderly biting his lips. Before I even realize it, his head goes between my shaky thighs and I let out a loud gasp as I feeling his warm tongue roll over my clit. Quickly, I grab his hair and tug on it not knowing if I wanted him to continue or stop.

My core once again gets exposed to the cool air and I whimper at the sudden loss of contact from his lips against me. “Please Harry!” I whine while gripping his arms in frustration. I dreaded giving him the satisfaction that I needed him, but I just couldn’t resist anymore.

Harry shows me a cheeky smile before stating. “Desperate doll?”

Quickly I close my legs and stammer. “Of course not.” My part was aching to be touched yet again by him but I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.

“So I guess I can stop then. Am I right?” Harry raises his eyebrow while I earn a smirk from him. He knew I despised this because he loved teasing me.

“You’re so mean! I’ll do the same thing to you Harry.” I state in a posh tone while crossing my legs and arms. We always played games with each other like cat and mouse, and he was the big cat and I was the tiny helpless mouse that always got teased.

Harry puts his strong arms up in defence, playfully while stating sarcastically. “Oh, no! Bea I’m so scared.” He lets out a chuckle before teasingly patting my head and slowly strolling out of the room. I quickly get up while trying to pull the sweater the farthest I could down my legs before taking my first step in Harry’s huge boots.

Oh, god… I am going to look like such a twat with these large things on.

I awkwardly make my way to the kitchen where Harry is waiting with a tight pear of jeans on and a white shirtshowing off his perfect biceps and tattoos. Every time I look at the ink covering his body I seem to admire it more and more. It was his way of expressing himself since he had quite a lot of trouble showing it with his emotions.

His bold eyes scan my body, starting at my head, making their way down my exposed legs till they stop at the black combat boots. He immediately breaks down into a fit of laughter while I feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

“Fuck… you really do… look like big…foot with those on.” Harry tries to say but his laughter deceives him as he has trouble forming the sentence.

I cross my arms in annoyance before groaning. “Shut up! This is your fault.”

“My fault? Well doll face, maybe you should have remembered not to stand in the rain for a good half hour before your prince had to come and save you.” Harry smirks at his own comment before showing me his set of pearly whites.

“Yeah, well whatever! Let’s just go.” I state, hating the fact that he knew he was right for once and I wasn’t.

Harry smoothly walks past me but without expecting it, his large hand collides with my bum as he gives it a strong pull. A heavy gasp leaves my lips before I hear him chuckle and let go to grab his keys. His actions never fail to surprise me.

Not like I minded or anything. I chuckle myself as I realize I am started to get used to Harry’s behaviour.

The car ride was pleasant as I listen to Harry tell me how Niall has to show up to work naked today for a bet he lost at the beach party. We both crack up laughing like idiots while enjoying each other’s presences.

He starts to concentrate on the road once again as there is a comfortable silence in the car. I examine his perfect emerald eyes staring so deeply at what’s in front of him as his eyebrows furrow.

He wasn’t the same boy that I met that day at the outdoor cafeteria… Harry was much more sweeter, caring and capable of dealing with his anger. Was it possible the break that we had when I was with Myles, has opened him up so he can show his true colors instead of always being so cold and arrogant.

Finally we pull to the mall and I feel sad to leave Harrys’ side after spending so much time with him for the past few days. He saw me at my most vulnerable state and stayed with me the whole time, which made me feel way more emotions towards him.

And that scared me.

“What’s with the bitter face?” Harry chuckles while gently tilting my chin with his long slender face so I could face him.

I look away as my cheeks redden, clearly embarrassed. “I don’t want to go, you know.” He doesn’t say anything so I quickly look towards his direction, nervous I might have weirded him out. Yet the only thing on his face was a very smug smile.

“Ah! Is Ms. Morrison gonna miss me?” He says teasingly while giving me the most adorable pout I have ever seen him do, clearly trying to mock me.

“Stop!” I whine while burying my tomato-red face into my hands. With much ease Harry removes my tense wrists off my face and stares me dead in the eyes. I grew overwhelmed as his intimidating gaze grew strong on me by the second. He opens his mouth to say something but immediately closes it shut. A small chuckle escapes his lips as if he were laughing to himself about how foolish it was what he wanted to say.

Curiosity gets the best of me but I decide to ignore it.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at gym class.” Harry calmly says before planting a soft kiss on my neck, making me go absolutely weak to my knees.

Suddenly a small smile plays on my lips as I quickly point out. “I thought Mr. Bad Boy never went to class?” His lips is taken between his teeth as he bites down on it while scanning once again over my bare legs.

“Yeah, well I’ve seemed to have found a motivation.” He says huskily into my ear, as his hand is placed on my bare upper thigh. The skin on my leg burns from his touch as lips trail down my neck causing me to shiver in pure delight. “Also we’re starting basketball tomorrow. It will be quite the show to see you trying to handle that ball.” Harry laughs at his own joke, clearly mocking me at my dislike for any physical activity as I slap his shoulder.

I roll my eyes as he places another soft kiss against my shoulder that exposed a small amount of skin. “I’m seriously loving this ‘no pants’ thing.” A low rasp leaves his voice as his hand slides dangerously close to my part. Heavy breaths leave my lips as I try to gather my things but I fail miserably as his actions were too overwhelming. I light chuckle leaves his gorgeous lips as he removes his hand to set me free.

I quickly open the door and get out of black Range Rover before waving to Harry as he gives me a wink. He waits for me to go inside before driving off, I guess to make sure I don’t wander off somewhere.

Nerves start to fill my stomach as I see Jay and Casper talking in the distance until he notices me. Quickly Jay waves for me to come over as Casper turns around.

I suck in a sharp breath before making my way to them. Here goes nothing!

Notes

Hello all you One Direction lovers!

I would like to deeply apologize for not updating in the past two months. To be honest I do not know what happened but I just had so much going on with school and stress so it got a little crazy.

Fear not my fans! I am here better then ever and more inspired with new chapters to come. Yes sometimes I will have my days where I take long to update but I promise you all no more of a two month break.

Anyways enjoy the chapter because WOOHOO CHAPTER 40!!!!!!

Love you <3

-Michaela

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