up above: outfits worn by Harry and Scarlett for their first actual date!

this is somewhat of a short chapter but I promise you the next one if longer and has smut 😏😏

Movie 🎥 Lucy (2014)

Happy Reading xx

~T

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S C A R L E T T 💣

I heard the front door flying open with a bang, Harry's loud voice booming through the apartment. Grabbing my clutch, I shot Jade and Louis a smile before making my way towards the living room. I stopped short when my eyes landed on Harry, noticing how attractive he looked.

He was dressed in all black, as usual. A black scooped neck tee, an immaculately tailored blazer and simple skinny jeans. His chocolate curls were held back by a bright blue with a red pattern bandana, adding an extra pop of color to his dark outfit. In my opinion, he looked incredibly hot, as per usual. He looked a lot like a rock star, his tattoos and piercings adding to the look, giving a certain edge to it.

His minty eyes met mine, his eyebrows rising slightly when his eyes studied my figure. A smirk grew on his dark pink lips when I smiled shyly, averting my gaze. He walked over to me, circling his arms around my waist and pressing a light kiss to my forehead. My hands settled on his chest, my cheeks flushing slightly at the feeling of his lips against my forehead. He pulled back with a genuine smile, the sight of it alone making me automatically copy it. I was kind of giddy with the fact that he did something like that in front of people he knew.

"You're looking lovely tonight," I complimented him with a toothy grin, laughing when he rolled his eyes, obviously not believing me.

"I'm wearing all black, Scarlett."

"So? You make it work well," I said in an obvious tone, giggling softly when he ducked down to press kisses to my jaw, travelling up to my ear.

"You look stunning baby," he told me honestly, his compliment making me blush slightly.

A loud 'aw' interrupted what I was going to say next, making Harry pull away with a frown to glare at Louis in annoyance. Louis pouted, holding his hand over his heart dramatically before he pulled his iPhone out. Harry immediately understood what Louis wanted to do, his glare deepening as he unwrapped an arm from around me to point at Louis.

"No," he said firmly, as if warning him. But Louis simply grinned cheekily, unlocking his phone before holding it up. "Louis, no pictures," Harry growled, making me finally realize what was going on.

"Aw c'mon, you frog! Just one picture won't hurt. She's your girlfriend for god's sake," Louis pleaded, making me laugh softly, while Harry grumbled something incoherent. "There needs to be something for me to show your kids!"

"Kids?" Harry arched an eyebrow in amusement, turning his head to gaze at me.

My cheeks reddened a little, as I became shy all of a sudden and hid my face in the crook of his neck. Harry chuckled lightly, rubbing my back as he puckered his lips against my temple, kissing it gently. His reaction to what Louis said was better then expected, I thought he'd act all uncomfortable and snappy about the thought of kids, but he didn't.

"Yeah kids! I've already predicted your future! Y'all are gonna have five kids, living in a mansion in Dubai next to the Sheikh. Obviously with your own helicopter, a pet lion, and with Bilbo Baggins Junior. Oh and I'll be the godfather," Louis added with a cheerful grin, making me burst out laughing.

"I think that's a bit too extreme, Lou," I told him between laughs, glancing at Harry who had a look on his face saying 'are you fucking serious'.

"Okay maybe not Dubai, maybe somewhere less expensive," Louis said with a slight frown, trying to re-evaluate his prediction on Harry and mine's future.

"Louis, they need to get going soon! Take the goddamn picture!" Jade shoved him, making him lose his train of thought.

"Oh right! Yeah! C'mon Shit Styles! Picture time!" Louis exclaimed excitedly, while Harry rolled his eyes, groaning in annoyance.

"Fine, then," Harry grunted finally, making Louis cheer happily. "Just one, and make it fast!" he snapped harshly, making Louis hold his hands up in defense.

"Alright Mr. Grumpy Frog. Don't get your knickers in a twi-"

"Louis," Harry warned, his bright eyes gleaming with irritation.

"Okay okay!" Louis exclaimed, holding his phone up.

I moved closer to Harry, an arm coming up behind his back while the other stayed on his lower stomach. I smiled brightly at the camera, my eyes taking a quick glance at Harry who stood there with a straight face.

"Smile you shithead!" Jade yelled at him, making him flip her off with the hand on my shoulder.

"Stop moving!" Louis exclaimed, making me laugh even more. I was pretty sure he had taken about a hundred photos by then. "Lettie!" he scolded me, making me regain my composure quickly.

"Sorry Lou," I muttered, moving back to my previous position.

Once Louis had snapped the picture, we all-except Harry- crowded around him to look at it. I loved it to be honest, I didn't look that bad, but Harry looked absolutely hot. His head was slightly tilted towards me, revealing his sharp jawline and chiseled features. Even though he had a serious emotionless face, it was one of those faces that literally made your ovaries burst.

"Omg! You guys are my new OTP! Fuck Brangelina!" Louis squealed like a little child, making me shoot him a strange but amused look.

"You two look hot together, damn," Jade breathed, chuckling under her breath as I thanked her with a smile.

I glanced at Harry who was standing there, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for me. I got moving quickly, telling Louis to send me the picture before pecking his cheek and giving Jade a quick hug. Harry held his hand out for me, which I took happily, lacing our fingers as we exited the apartment.

"Y'all have fun now! No fucking in bathroom stalls though! That's very unhygienic!" Louis started following us, lecturing Harry and I as if he were my father.

I remembered when I first brought Zayn home and how my father detested him instantly. My father hated how Zayn was always so disrespectful; there were times my father would never let me go out with him because he knew Zayn was up to no good. But my Dad obviously felt sympathetic whenever I begged him to let me go, claiming that I loved Zayn. Ha, love. I didn't know what love was like when I was younger, the reason I stuck with him for so long after he cheated on me multiple times, was because I was lovesick. At least I thought I was.

"Louis...shut the fuck up," Harry growled in irritation as he followed us into the elevator.

"Um no, don't be so disrespectful Harold. I'm playing the 'father' role tonight for Scarlett," Louis pointed a finger at Harry, his words making me snort all of a sudden.

"You're so fucking weird," Harry scrunched his nose up while I stifled a laugh.

"Don't insult her daddy!" Louis snapped, his words making me choke on air, literally.

"If anyone's her daddy, it'd be me," Harry retorted, his arm coming around me to hold me to him possessively. The way he said that word did things to me that were indescribable.

"Scarlett, he's a kinky one. I would advise you not to-"

"Okay this conversation has officially made me feel awkward," I held my hands up, my face flushing red from all the laughter that had escaped me. "Jesus Christ Louis, you are so weird," I couldn't help but chuckle.

"But you love me," Louis pouted adorably, making me shake my head in amusement.

"I do," I reassured him, noticing how Harry shifted uncomfortably next to me. I chose to ignore that, leaning further into his body in a reassuring way.

I wasn't sure if I loved Harry. I cared for him deeply; I was willing to sacrifice my life for him, just as he was willing to do the same thing. But love? How do you even know if you're in love? I've never felt it before so I was clueless as to whether I was in love or not. I'm sure he was feeling the same way, confused about whether he loves me or not. I was sure I would eventually fall in love, maybe I was in love just then, but I didn't know it.

"Well bye now! And Scarlett do not get pregnant, you will die!" Louis waved us off cheerfully as he exited the elevator, entering his floor.

Harry let out a frustrated groan, making me chuckle lightly. "Louis is honestly the weirdest person I've ever met, apart from you," he snickered, making me frown playfully.

"Hey! I'm not that weird!" I retorted dramatically.

"But you still are weird," Harry jeered, poking my cheek with his ring-clad finger. I'm weird? Wasn't he the one who just called himself daddy a few seconds ago? A brilliant idea popped into my head just then, a smirk growing on my lips as I developed it more and more. "What's got you smirking dirtily like that?" Harry chuckled.

"Daddy, huh?" I smirked at him, watching his jaw slacken at the way my tone had a hint of seductiveness.

He arched an eyebrow at me in amusement, tugging at his bottom lip with his teeth as I approached him with an alluring smirk playing on my lips. His lips met mine as soon as my body was pressed against his, my palms smoothening up his torso as he gripped my hips. I was dominating the kiss this time, to my surprise, teasing his lips with the tip of my tongue before parting them and sliding it in. He moaned into the kiss, his hands palming my bum provocatively as I dipped my tongue into his mouth.

"Scar," he whined a little when I pulled my lips back, leaving small pecks on his sweet lips before moving my lips along.

My lips travelled along his prominent jawline, laying soft wet kisses along its trail as I moved closer to the hinge of his jaw. My hands were sneakily, yet hesitantly traveling down his midriff, inching closer and closer to his crotch. He noticed this but made now move to stop it, I guess he finally trusted me now. A small groan left his lips when my palm ran over his crotch lightly, feeling his member hardening under my touch.

"Oh fuck baby," he muttered huskily, his large palms squeezing my ass slightly when I puckered my lips against the hinge of his jaw sweetly. "Scarlett," he leaned his head back against the wall.

"What do you want Harry?" I whispered into his ear, my palm rubbing his crotch painfully slow and hard. It was pleasuring to watch him with his flushed cheeks and wet lips, breathing heavily as I took control over him now.

"Tou-" Whatever he was about to say got interrupted when the doors flew open.

I instantly moved away from him, watching how his expression fell when I did so. I shot him a cheeky wink, my lips forming a smirk as I exited the lift. I heard him scoff behind me, following me anyways out of the warehouse and towards his BMW, which was parked outside. He moved in front of me to open the car door for me, like a gentleman. I smiled gratefully at him, ignoring the way his gaze was practically burning into mine. My lips parted in surprise when his hand came down to give my bum a tight squeeze, his lips brushing my ear as he parted his lips to speak.

"You're such a fucking tease, y'know that?" he whispered gruffly into my ear, pulling back with a smirk as he let go of my bum, ticking his head towards the open car door.

"And you're not one? I do recall the time you left me aroused just because I was a 'bad girl'" I told him, eyebrows arched as I added in air quotes.

"Oh but baby, you deserved it," he chuckled deeply, shooting me a devious smirk.

"Well, think of this as pay back for what you did," I cocked an eyebrow at him challengingly, making him growl lowly, pinching my bum sharply.

Swatting his hands away, I shot him a playful glare, a timid smile growing on my lips as I got into the car. He shut the door and quickly jogged over to the other side of the car, swinging the door open and getting in. Once we were off and on the highway, his hand landed on my bare knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. My breath got hitched in my throat when it dipped under my dress, his fingertips tickling the skin of my inner thigh.

"Harry," I breathed, turning my head to look at him. He looked completely at ease, one hand clasping the top of the steering wheel firmly as he leaned back in his seat, the other hand under my fucking dress.

"Hmmm?" he barely glanced at him, but I could see the corner of his lips twitching, as if hiding his famous smirk.

"What are you doing?" I asked him slowly in a low voice, feeling my thighs unconsciously spread apart as his fingers caressed my inner thigh.

"Umm...driving?" he glanced at me again with an eyebrow raised. But as soon as he spoke his words, his fingers brushed my clothed center. I sucked in a breath at the action, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip when his fingers grazed the damp part of my underwear again.

"You're doing more than that," I said through gritted teeth, wanting nothing more than him to touch me, but I just couldn't.

That would mean allowing him to win, in some sort of way. I knew where this was going. He was going to tease me and leave me hanging, aroused and aching for him. I had to do my best to remain unfazed by his actions, even if it meant moving away from his touch. I was in control tonight, not him, and I had to maintain that control. Otherwise he would take over.

He didn't say anything more, his expression holding fake confusion as he gazed at me, his fingers moving back to settle with massaging the skin of my inner thighs. Thinking about my plan to remain in control, I moved my right thigh, the one he had his hand on, to cross over my other one, causing his hand to slide off. Folding my arms, I sat there with crossed legs, looking out of the window, trying to ignore his heavy gaze.

I heard him chuckle lightly, his hand retracting from me, moving to grasp the gear stick. We said no more words after that, sitting in a comfortable silence as the car moved. At some point along the journey, my hand moved to lace my fingers with his, more like out of instinct than purposefully. We started conversing again, mainly me asking questions about where we were going and Harry replying shortly.

"What's the best place you've ever taken a girl to?" I asked him out of interest, knowing very well I'm the only girl he's actually taken out on a date. I just wanted to get him to confess some way.

"Umm," he trailed off, averting his gaze from mine and focusing it on the road. "I haven't been on many dates to be honest."

"Oh really?" I responded, my face holding slight surprise.

"Yeah, you're pretty much the only woman I've taken out on a date, or well I'm about to," he admitted quickly, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"Aw really?" I grinned at him, loving how shy he always gets when he admits something. It was so cute.

"Yeah," he breathed, leaning back into his seat when the car stopped at the junction. "You're the first girlfriend I've ever had, Scar," he told me honestly, this time looking me in the eye without any shyness.

"Harry," I blushed, biting my lip to conceal a happy grin. "I feel honored," I said to him sincerely, squeezing his hand gently.

"I feel honored just being in your presence," he retorted, a handsome smile appearing on his face when he noticed my red cheeks.

"Stop," I flushed, a toothy grin stretching across my lips as I tried to calm myself down. Sometimes he just says things without realizing the effect of them on me, like honestly it's like he's trying to kill me with the feels.

"Why is it that you think of me as if I'm some sort of goddess?" I questioned seriously, causing him to laugh out loud at my words.

"That's 'cause you are one, baby," he told me in an obvious tone.

"You're exaggerating," I gave him a strange look, which he shook off.

"It's the truth, love," he simply responded, shooting me a smile as he pulled the car into a parking space.

"Then you're a god too, like a sex god basically," I blurted out, making him raise his eyebrows at me in amusement.

"I have been called that before," he mused cockily, sending me a wink before getting out of the car.

I was about to swing my door open before Harry appeared on the other side of it, shooting me a charming smile before swinging the door open. I thanked him politely, stepping out and pressing a kiss to his cheek, which he accepted happily. He tangled his fingers with mine, giving my hand a gentle squeeze before he pulled me along with him. I felt tonight was going to be one of those nights I look back on with a smile on my face.

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-I've decided to make chapters a tad bit longer now that I realise this book is gonna be hella long.

-how did y'all like that chapter? a lil less tense and emotional, and more cute and funny ☺️

-I have eleven exams starting from next week onwards and I'm not ready to die 😫 I won't be updating any time sooner because of my exams, so sorry lovelies ☹️

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Until we meet again...

~T