Guns n' Roses

He smirked as I kissed him back, and put my arms around his neck trying to make the kiss deeper. Then he flipped us over so I was on the top; dominant. I smirked at the thought of that, as I interlaced me fingers in his hair, yanking it harshly making him moan. And that's when I found it, I found that strength to overcome that fucking drug, and push myself up a little bit to hover over Harry a little.
I pulled away after a few minutes, out of breath. He held me in his arms as I sat there breathing in his heavenly scent. He started rubbing my back and that's when I figured out that he was in a better mood...good to know I can do that to him.

"Harry." I said looking up at him and caressing his cheek a little bit.

"Mmm" he hummed in response looking down at me with full green eyes. No lust, no anger, they looked almost... Happy.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked as I sat up further so my face was inches away from his.

"Doing what?" He asked putting his hand on my waist. Oh well that made my heart hurt.

"You know, hating me one second, and hurting me. Then being caring and protective the next." I asked looking straight into his eyes. He sighed then sat up so his back was facing me.

"Okay, um that was stupid to ask." I said wrapping my arms around his neck. "Please come lay with me for a little longer?" I asked placing a kiss to his shoulder blade. He laughed then quickly turned around pinning me to the back of the couch as I giggled.

"Women I swear to God the things you do to me." He said smiling. I smiled back then placed a kiss to his lips as he smiled from my straight forward attitude.

Peight
*THE NEXT MORNING*
I woke up in a large room laying on something. I opened my eyes to find Harry laying underneath me. I smiled then placed a kiss to his lips hoping for him to wake up to it. His eyes shot open and he abruptly shot up causing me to fall back to the side of the bed.

"Dammit Peight, don't wake me up like that! I thought I was being suffocated." He said rubbing his temples. I scoffed knowing the Harry I hated with a passion was back in town.

"Whatever we did last night was a mistake." He said getting up and putting a pair of pants on.

"I'll call Zayn to take you back downstairs." He said as he buttoned his pants up.

"Of course." I scoffed getting up to get a pair of jeans from a dresser which Harry said had 'girly clothes' in it.

"Got a problem?" Harry asked while typing something on his phone.

"No sir." I replied pulling a pair of jeans over my hips.

"Cut the shit Peight, you know I hate when you pull it." He said looking at me.

"You don't even know me." I said turning around to face him.

"Yes I do."

"I haven't even known you for 24 hours, how can you know me?" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"I read your file." He said turning away from me.

"You, what?" I said about ready to explode.

"I read your file. Wasn't that hard to get ahold of it, had to call in a favor from an old, uh...friend that works for the FBI. You learned to fight in Omsk?"

"You fucking duchebag, that's fucking illegal, and personal! I knew you were low, but not that low."

"Not my fault your not easy to read. And I didn't know you were a high school drop out."

"Most people don't, when your 15 and your parents are murdered ya got to get around someway. Of course what would a multi billionaire know about that." I said sarcastically.

"Don't you get sassy with me." He said grabbing my face harshly.

"Yes sir." I said sarcastically. He have me a disgusted look then let it go rather harshly, again.

"Haz." Zayn said walking into the room with just a pair of jeans, that hung rather low on his hips...hey I'm not complaining.

"Why the hell would you get me up this early." He groaned as he sat himself down on the couch.

"Bring Peight back downstairs." Harry said as he put a pair of shoes on.

"Yes sir." He said sighing as he got up off the couch.

"I need a shirt Styles." I demanded walking over to Harry. He smirked at me then licked his lips. Perv.

"Nah, you're fine." He said checking out my boobs then turning back to his work.

"Ass hole." I scoffed crossing my arms over chest and walking over to Zayn.

"Let's go." He demanded harshly as he forcefully grabbed the top of my arms yanking me in front of him.

"You piss him off?" He asked from behind me.

"Probably." I said chuckling

"Smart." He said sarcastically. "Don't get in too much trouble." He said as I sat down in the chair I was in when I awoke yesterday.

"Zayn?" I said as he grabbed some new rope from the corner.

"Mmmm..." He hummed in response.

"Why are you being nice to me? I mean, Harry just treats me like utter shit most of the time, but your just nice to me."

"I just don't see why you need to be here." He said walking back over to me not looking up.

"That makes two of us." I said. I looked down for a quick second, then when I looked up Zayn was inches away from me reaching for my hands. I put them behind the chair, waiting for Zayn to tie them up.

He quickly looked up and our eyes met like a magnet. His eyes diverted from each of my eyes, then he did something I never thought he ever would..........he kissed me.

At first I was a little taken back by the straight forwardness, then I realized how much I'd been longing to do this for the past 24 hours. My hands started to go up his shirt but then he pulled away from me.

"I can't, Harry will kill me if he finds out."







"Well then...I guess Harry can't find out." I smirked.

Notes

Hello there lovelies! Idk what y'all think, but I LOVE this chapter. Idek why, I just do!

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