All Chapters of Falling For The Michaelson Bad Boy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

{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}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}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}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 stared brazenly at me, his tempting mouth divided temptingly as he used his sexy voice to speak "You are drunk, Diane" I rolled my eyes at him. Yeah, I admit I might be tipsy, but I knew what I wanted and the drinks I've had down my throat helped me to blurt out my desires boldly. "I might be drunk just as you'd said but that still does not change the fact that I want you to kiss me" I said, dropping my eyes to his parted lips. Inviting. "That is not what you want, Diane" He said casually and grabbed my arm to turn me to the bed but I snatched my arm from his hold. "Diane" He growled, his dark brows furrowed. "I know what I want, okay?" I said, annoyed at his attitude "I want your full mouth on mine" "Diane, stop" He rasped, his eyes growing hooded. "I want that pink tongue of yours sliding over mine" I whispered, my finger on his tight jaw. He shut his eyes "Diane" He breathed but I wasn't done. "I want you to claim my mouth..." I whispered, liking how his dark