{Harry}It was ten minutes past the time Diane was supposed to be here but she has not appeared and I wondered what could be the problem. Did she change her mind? I mean, Diane has never been the type to be late for discussions at my place, she was never even late for my homeworks and I couldn't help but think she was still avoiding me even after the intense conversation we had in school. "Everything alright?" Harley asked, passing me a curious look."Hm" I hummed at her, not in the mood to make a sentence but when she lingered her persual on me, I was forced to say out something. "Yeah, everything is alright" "Okaaayy" She dragged, returning her eyes to the tv, and I secretly prayed she does not say anything else again, but after few seconds, I knew my prayer wasn't answered when Harley turned her face to me again. "Harry–""Don't say it" I warned her sharply. "But–""Don't" I said with force, pointing a finger at her. She rose her brows, lowered them and turned her face away,
{Diane}Harry was staring down at me, like he was peering right into my innocent soul. My heart started to flutter and my legs gradually became weak, it didn't help matters that he was directly in front of me. "We need to kiss again" I squeaked, my whole insides filled up with nervousness."Do you know...." Harry moved his face foward "–how much I wanna taste your lips again?"My breath caught.His gaze darkened "You know how I'm crazily in love with how your tongue feels over mine?" His erotic confession in this heated tension pulled my lips apart. "I wanna kiss you too....but...." I swallowed and halted. His eyes bore through mine "But what?" And his low voice was so hot. "What about...." I bit my lower lip, hesitating but his deep gaze urged me to continue "What about the other girls around you? Amanda, Lena, Cara...""And what about them?" He questioned firmly. I shook my head slightly. "They want you""But I want you" His finger tips touched some strands of my hair "Do you
{Diane}Yesterday's romantic show was supposed to be for Amanda only but clearly, it wasn't. Nelson had watched the whole thing when I thought he would be somewhere with his friends, probably the classroom or library or something. I wonder just how many people had seen me kiss Harry. I chewed my mouth, staring at Nelson. What should I say to him?The truth? Nah. He's not supposed to know that I'm in a fake relationship with Harry, no one should know, that way, I would be rest assured that the secret is safe. It's not like I do not trust Nelson, but I can't put this burden on him by telling him such secret, I'm not ready to risk anything right now. "Harry and I...." I swallowed nervously. "Things are complicated between us" "Obviously" Nelson remarked and with the smirk on his face, I do not know if he was being sarcastic or not."Miss Pierce and Mr Jackson" The teacher barked out our surnames and we looked up simultaneously. "Is there something you'd like to tell the whole cl
{Diane}Harry dipped a veiny hand in the pocket of his stylish black jeans, strolling with an appealing arrogance. Wait, appealing arrogance? Does that even make sense? He reached the bar in no time and having a close view of his physique almost made me lost my senses "D...."I know I love it when he calls me that. "Hi" I whispered, almost losing my voice too at the mere sight of him. He looked like someone that could be tasted, and not just tasted, he could eaten too, like, for real. I bet most girls here would like.....love to eat him up. "Hey" He greeted back, using a tender tone. Nelson coughed....a fake cough and Ricky emulated his action, making me smile a little until Harry brought his face near mine.My heart started racing as I vividly recalled kissing in front of friends at the party wasn't exactly part of the plan, although I don't mind. He looked intensely into my eyes, his lips dangerously near mine and I slowly divided my lips in readiness. His soft lips connecte
{Harry}Something is wrong with me. Amanda tried to flirt with me, exposing the top of her boobs to me, but I wasn't moved, not even a bit, because it wasn't what I wanted. Cara also appeared, sitting close to me, too close that I almost complained and when she tried to kiss me, I quickly turned my head to the side to avoid the mouth to mouth contact. Why? Why did I do that? Why did I not allow Cara to kiss me like before? She had asked why I was avoiding her and the truth is, I never thought of her since the last time I fucked her. It's always been a brown haired, hazel eyed girl on my mind for weeks now. "You want me to visit tomorrow?" Cara asked, bringing her face closer for a kiss but a voice stopped her. "Harry" I looked up sharply and met with Diane's dark eyes. "Hey" I almost stammered feeling like I have been caught doing something very wrong. "Hi" She greeted back coldly. Okay, she's in a bad mood.I rubbed the back of my head sluggishly, feeling a bit awkward, and
{Harry}Diane had drank way too much and I just couldn't let my anger consume me completely and watch her drink more every minute, so I did what I wouldn't normally do since I mind my business a lot, I walked to the bar to stop her from drinking more of whatever she's got in her cup."Heyyyyy....." Diane looked surpised to see me, even I am surpised I'm standing in front of her right now after having a heated argument with her minutes ago. She giggled at me, then she furrowed her perfectly, carved brows in displeasure. "Why weren't you here earlier, boyfriend?" I rose a brow at her. She does not call me 'boyfriend' just like that. What changed? I glanced at the cup in her hand, then I understood why she had called me her boyfriend like that in front of everyone. She was getting really drunk. "You know...." Her eyes thinned a little and a finger was pointed at my face "You're an asshole, right?" I wanted to get mad at her, glare at her or just do something to show that I was disp
{Diane}Harry said he wanted to get me water, he didn't say he was gonna show me the hurtful scene of him and Amanda kissing right in front of me.Hurtful? Did I just think about the kiss being hurtful even when Harry is just my fake boyfriend? I laughed sickly, my arms folded across my chest as the cold breeze outside the huge building blew over my naked skin."Why are you laughing?" A voice asked concernedly and when I looked up, I saw one of the guys from the soccer team, Mason, standing in front of me. Mason is a guy I've seen around in school, we don't usually have classes together but we say hi to each other, or more like he says hi to me and I say mine back with a smile. He is a nice guy...I think. I was surpised he followed me out here, even my fake boyfriend had decided to stick with the girl he kissed. I shook my head to answer Mason's question and sucked in the chilly air. Mason came closer to where I stood, the cold breeze blowing his perfume to my nose. Ridiculously,
{Harry}The party had turned wilder with people cheering, clapping, laughing and making annoying loud remarks. "Jesus Christ" I muttered. "Yeah" Henry said, but I could swear he was grinning. "Jesus Christ" Is there a way I can make my playful brother disappear to hell for a second so he could be sensible for at least a minute? Yeah, I just need a minute of seriousness from him to show we're really related by blood. "Yeahhhh!" I heard the crowd screaming, most of them drunk already. I looked around and finally saw the fight. Oh. My. God. My eyes widened at the sight before me and I was shocked to do something at first. Amanda and Diane were really fighting....furiously. I don't think I can even imagine what could have led to a big fight like this. I covered my face with my palm, my eyes taking in how the two girls were hitting each other. I can't believe there would be a day I would stand here to watch a girl I've fucked fight with my fake girlfriend and yeah, my fake girlfri
{Harry}Henry was the one who had driven Diane and I home in his car. I would have loved to take my bike but there was no way Diane could stay on my bike in her drunken state. Throughout the car ride, Diane had acted weird, sleeping for few seconds, talking, laughing, then cursing. "I was winning that fight" She said to me, pointing her finger directly at my eyes. "Until you ruined everything!""You are still the winner, Diane" Henry said to her from the driver's seat. "Can you not talk? and just drive?" I said irritatedly to Henry. He chuckled and took a turn. While I was wishing we would get home so Diane could lay on the bed and sleep off, I'm sure as hell Henry was wishing the car ride would take longer than necessary as he was enjoying Diane's weird drama, he found it entertaining. "You know you are an asshole" She said as we now reached the living room. "Let's go, D" She frowned at me "But you're an asshole!" Henry snickered from behind me "This is interesting" I flash
{Harry}The party had turned wilder with people cheering, clapping, laughing and making annoying loud remarks. "Jesus Christ" I muttered. "Yeah" Henry said, but I could swear he was grinning. "Jesus Christ" Is there a way I can make my playful brother disappear to hell for a second so he could be sensible for at least a minute? Yeah, I just need a minute of seriousness from him to show we're really related by blood. "Yeahhhh!" I heard the crowd screaming, most of them drunk already. I looked around and finally saw the fight. Oh. My. God. My eyes widened at the sight before me and I was shocked to do something at first. Amanda and Diane were really fighting....furiously. I don't think I can even imagine what could have led to a big fight like this. I covered my face with my palm, my eyes taking in how the two girls were hitting each other. I can't believe there would be a day I would stand here to watch a girl I've fucked fight with my fake girlfriend and yeah, my fake girlfri
{Diane}Harry said he wanted to get me water, he didn't say he was gonna show me the hurtful scene of him and Amanda kissing right in front of me.Hurtful? Did I just think about the kiss being hurtful even when Harry is just my fake boyfriend? I laughed sickly, my arms folded across my chest as the cold breeze outside the huge building blew over my naked skin."Why are you laughing?" A voice asked concernedly and when I looked up, I saw one of the guys from the soccer team, Mason, standing in front of me. Mason is a guy I've seen around in school, we don't usually have classes together but we say hi to each other, or more like he says hi to me and I say mine back with a smile. He is a nice guy...I think. I was surpised he followed me out here, even my fake boyfriend had decided to stick with the girl he kissed. I shook my head to answer Mason's question and sucked in the chilly air. Mason came closer to where I stood, the cold breeze blowing his perfume to my nose. Ridiculously,
{Harry}Diane had drank way too much and I just couldn't let my anger consume me completely and watch her drink more every minute, so I did what I wouldn't normally do since I mind my business a lot, I walked to the bar to stop her from drinking more of whatever she's got in her cup."Heyyyyy....." Diane looked surpised to see me, even I am surpised I'm standing in front of her right now after having a heated argument with her minutes ago. She giggled at me, then she furrowed her perfectly, carved brows in displeasure. "Why weren't you here earlier, boyfriend?" I rose a brow at her. She does not call me 'boyfriend' just like that. What changed? I glanced at the cup in her hand, then I understood why she had called me her boyfriend like that in front of everyone. She was getting really drunk. "You know...." Her eyes thinned a little and a finger was pointed at my face "You're an asshole, right?" I wanted to get mad at her, glare at her or just do something to show that I was disp
{Harry}Something is wrong with me. Amanda tried to flirt with me, exposing the top of her boobs to me, but I wasn't moved, not even a bit, because it wasn't what I wanted. Cara also appeared, sitting close to me, too close that I almost complained and when she tried to kiss me, I quickly turned my head to the side to avoid the mouth to mouth contact. Why? Why did I do that? Why did I not allow Cara to kiss me like before? She had asked why I was avoiding her and the truth is, I never thought of her since the last time I fucked her. It's always been a brown haired, hazel eyed girl on my mind for weeks now. "You want me to visit tomorrow?" Cara asked, bringing her face closer for a kiss but a voice stopped her. "Harry" I looked up sharply and met with Diane's dark eyes. "Hey" I almost stammered feeling like I have been caught doing something very wrong. "Hi" She greeted back coldly. Okay, she's in a bad mood.I rubbed the back of my head sluggishly, feeling a bit awkward, and
{Diane}Harry dipped a veiny hand in the pocket of his stylish black jeans, strolling with an appealing arrogance. Wait, appealing arrogance? Does that even make sense? He reached the bar in no time and having a close view of his physique almost made me lost my senses "D...."I know I love it when he calls me that. "Hi" I whispered, almost losing my voice too at the mere sight of him. He looked like someone that could be tasted, and not just tasted, he could eaten too, like, for real. I bet most girls here would like.....love to eat him up. "Hey" He greeted back, using a tender tone. Nelson coughed....a fake cough and Ricky emulated his action, making me smile a little until Harry brought his face near mine.My heart started racing as I vividly recalled kissing in front of friends at the party wasn't exactly part of the plan, although I don't mind. He looked intensely into my eyes, his lips dangerously near mine and I slowly divided my lips in readiness. His soft lips connecte
{Diane}Yesterday's romantic show was supposed to be for Amanda only but clearly, it wasn't. Nelson had watched the whole thing when I thought he would be somewhere with his friends, probably the classroom or library or something. I wonder just how many people had seen me kiss Harry. I chewed my mouth, staring at Nelson. What should I say to him?The truth? Nah. He's not supposed to know that I'm in a fake relationship with Harry, no one should know, that way, I would be rest assured that the secret is safe. It's not like I do not trust Nelson, but I can't put this burden on him by telling him such secret, I'm not ready to risk anything right now. "Harry and I...." I swallowed nervously. "Things are complicated between us" "Obviously" Nelson remarked and with the smirk on his face, I do not know if he was being sarcastic or not."Miss Pierce and Mr Jackson" The teacher barked out our surnames and we looked up simultaneously. "Is there something you'd like to tell the whole cl
{Diane}Harry was staring down at me, like he was peering right into my innocent soul. My heart started to flutter and my legs gradually became weak, it didn't help matters that he was directly in front of me. "We need to kiss again" I squeaked, my whole insides filled up with nervousness."Do you know...." Harry moved his face foward "–how much I wanna taste your lips again?"My breath caught.His gaze darkened "You know how I'm crazily in love with how your tongue feels over mine?" His erotic confession in this heated tension pulled my lips apart. "I wanna kiss you too....but...." I swallowed and halted. His eyes bore through mine "But what?" And his low voice was so hot. "What about...." I bit my lower lip, hesitating but his deep gaze urged me to continue "What about the other girls around you? Amanda, Lena, Cara...""And what about them?" He questioned firmly. I shook my head slightly. "They want you""But I want you" His finger tips touched some strands of my hair "Do you
{Harry}It was ten minutes past the time Diane was supposed to be here but she has not appeared and I wondered what could be the problem. Did she change her mind? I mean, Diane has never been the type to be late for discussions at my place, she was never even late for my homeworks and I couldn't help but think she was still avoiding me even after the intense conversation we had in school. "Everything alright?" Harley asked, passing me a curious look."Hm" I hummed at her, not in the mood to make a sentence but when she lingered her persual on me, I was forced to say out something. "Yeah, everything is alright" "Okaaayy" She dragged, returning her eyes to the tv, and I secretly prayed she does not say anything else again, but after few seconds, I knew my prayer wasn't answered when Harley turned her face to me again. "Harry–""Don't say it" I warned her sharply. "But–""Don't" I said with force, pointing a finger at her. She rose her brows, lowered them and turned her face away,