Dark Side (Harry Styles) HOLD

Harry woke up to Sara and Lux's faces leaning over his, staring with their eyebrows pulled together in what looked like intense concentration or confusion. He blinked a few times to make sure he was awake and not still dreaming and then he pushed up into a sitting position, backing away from them slowly.

“Um...” He yawned, “Good morning?”

“You talk in your sleep.” Sara said, smiling slowly as her and Lux exchanged a look.

“Do I, love?” He smiled back, reaching out to grab Sara and yank her onto the bed with him.

She squealed as he tickled her sides, easily holding her down because of her tininess.

“You talk about Lux!” She squealed, “You talk about how much you loooooovvveee her!”

She screamed again when he sat on her chest, reaching down and grabbing her legs so he could tickle her bare feet. She was laughing wildly and kicking at Harry when Niall entered.

“TO THE RESCUE!” He shouted before throwing his body at Harry's, tackling him back onto the pillows and off of Sara who scrambled to Lux, who laughed as she helped her up.

“Get up, get ready! We're going to the beach!” Sara ordered, and it was then that Harry noticed she was in a black dress with her suit underneath it, a pair of large round blue sunglasses buried in her mass of curls that were exactly what he'd expect her to wear. His eyes trailed over to Lux, who smirked at him as his eyes moved over her long bare legs up to the tiniest jean shorts he's ever seen on anyone. He paused to squint at her when he realized she didn't have a shirt on, only her floral bikini top and a pair of brown sunglasses.

“You are not going out of the house without a top on.” He stated, although he quite enjoyed the view. He just didn't want anyone else to enjoy it.

“We're going to the BEACH!” Lux made a face, shoving her sunglasses up onto the top of her head and putting a hand on her hip, jutting it out with attitude.

“I don't care if we're going to a nudie beach, Lux Holden Gallagher! You're wearing a top!”

Sara and Niall gasped at his usage of her middle name, which everyone knew she kept a secret because she hated it. Her eyes narrowed at him and he narrowed his right back, but his angry face turned into a laugh when she tackled him back onto the bed.

“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!” Sara shouted, jumping up and down and giggling as Lux and Harry began to wrestle on the bed. She had her arm wrapped around his neck in a chokehold and he had his fingers wrapped tightly in a batch of her hair, yanking when she tightened her hold on him.

“Ow, ow, ow!” She laughed, falling onto her back but not releasing him.

They continued to wrestle as Niall put on his announcer's voice and did the commentary for them, smiling brightly as Sara giggled at him the entire time.

“Lux has Harry in a chokehold, oh, wait Harry's doing a reverse, he's doing a reverse! He has her arm pinned behind her back, and she's – OH SHE'S OUT OF THE PIN! SHE'S TAKING HIM DOWN, SHE HAS HIM PINNED... 1, 2, 3! LUX GALLAGHER IS OUR WINNER!”
She got off the bed and allowed Niall to grab her hand and raise it high in the air as Sara cheered loudly. Lux laughed at Harry's red face and messy curls as she fixed her bikini top, reaching her hand out to help him up. He shifted where he was sitting, pulling the covers up around his waist more.

“I'm good.” He said, nudging her hand away.

“What? Aren't you gonna come with us?” Lux asked, shaking her head.

“I'll, um, meet you guys downstairs.” He cleared his throat, giving Niall a look.

“Oh.. ah, okay ladies... let's give Hazza a moment to um, well.. let's just give him a moment.”

Niall began to usher them out of the room, but Lux ducked under his arm.

“Give us a minute. I'll be right behind you.” She said, watching Niall look at Harry before shrugging and closing the door behind them.

The second the door was shut, Lux pushed him back into a laying position on the bed, ripping the covers off his lower body as she leaned over him. His eyes locked with hers as she trailed her fingers over his boxer shorts, smirking down at him when she felt exactly what she expected she would feel – he was hard.

“Knew it.” She pulled away from him. “Thought you were good at this game.”

He grabbed her by the wrist and had her pinned underneath him before she could take another breath, his smiling mouth inches from hers. He locked his eyes with hers and felt her shaking under him, her fingertips touching his back softly.

She knew if she leaned up to kiss him, she would lose. Lux wanted nothing more than to lose at that moment, but her pride wouldn't let her. She waited for him to make his next move, knowing that he wouldn't kiss her even though he was teasing her as if he would. She knew him better than that, he won't give up this game that easily.

“I am good at this game.” He murmured, “Don't try to tell me you aren't wet for me right now..”

She squinted up at him, wondering if she could get away with lying to him. But no, he knows her just as well as she knows him. He would call her bluff immediately.

“Fine. It's a tie.” She stated, shoving his body off of her and standing up.

“I can live with that for now,” He smiled cheekily, “but I will win this.”

“What makes you so sure of that?”

“Because I've never met a woman that could resist my charm.” She inwardly groaned at how correct his statement was, though she would never admit that to him, of course.

“You've never met a woman like me before, Styles.” She stepped toward him and with a gentle hand reached up to fix his curls for him. Her fingers trailed down over his puffy little cheeks, smiling to herself as she traced the dips where his dimples formed as he smiled back at her.

“You're right,” He admitted, “you make me work for it. That could explain why I want you more than I've ever wanted anybody in my life. Although, I think that's just because of how insanely good looking you are.”

She smiled, “Is this your famous charm? Because it's not working so well.”

“The flush in your cheeks tells me differently.” He quirked an eyebrow with another smile.

“It's hot in here.” She brushed her hair off her shoulders and back into a messy bun.

“You know,” He grabbed onto her hips, hooking his fingers into the belt loops on her shorts. “all I've been dreaming about the past few nights is how good you taste..”

She looked down at him just in time to see him eye up her bare legs as his tongue swiped across his lips, almost as if he were thinking about that one lustful night at that very second.
“Still not working.” She said, though her jaw was tight and her stance was tense.

“Really?” Harry whispered, and just then leaned down to lick up along her inner thigh, stopping where her shorts started. Her knees went all wobbly and she immediately backed away from him, feeling her whole body shiver with lust.

“It's really hot in here.” She said, fanning herself as she walked to the door and pulled it open. He stood up and followed her, stopping at the door to watch her turn and glance at him as she walked away quickly.

“See ya downstairs!” Harry called out cheerfully, “don't forget to put a top on!”

Lux let out a tiny scream and tossed her hands up in the air, making sure one hand was flipping him off as he laughed, and he knew then that he won this round.

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