One Direction Harry And Louis Kiss の小説・ストーリー

“Everywhere.” Jayden's voice cracked. “You are in the video too, why are they…….” “I'm a Dortmund.” Ronan interrupted. “And you were the one who kissed me.” Jayden's throat tightened. “Turn it off.” Ronan didn't turn the screen off, instead he muted the sound. “Don't you have anything else to say?” Ronan asked, raising a brow. Jayden's brow creased. “Like what?” Ronan observed him for a while, then leaned back. “Nothing. Aren't you going to shower?”

It was a promise, if one didn't drink, the other one wouldn't drink either. There was a cover band and we danced until two in the morning. In the middle of the dance floor that night he kissed me. I stood on my tiptoes to reach him and we kissed for who knows how long. I don't know if it was the alcohol, or the weather, I don't know... maybe because Haris was so close, but I repeated the same move that night. I stand on my tiptoes and I pull Haris closer with my hand and with my mind on Lanton, I kiss Haris. And it's a hell of a kiss and it draws a lot of attention as you can hear the surrounding crowd screaming and clapping their hands. But abruptly, Haris pulls away and I don't understand

Harry gave eye contact but I wasn't paying attention. "OH, now it's Elena." I guess I had gotten used to him calling me El. I'm such a fool. "You can tell everyone what you were really dying to say after the kiss. Go on." I pressured. "Not here, Elena." "There again. Trying to shut me up." "Why don't you answer the question, Harry," Damien says. "You can't tell me what to do?" Harry retorted back at him. "Why? Tell everyone." Shawn said. His eyes showed that he was totally hurt by the kiss.

When she gave me a nod, I continued, "I just came to know about the rooftop incident. Do you know about it?" "Who wouldn't know. It made the headlines for a month and everyone was gossiping about it for a long time." "After getting a call from my friends about the incident, I rushed to the college as soon as I hung up. When i came to the college, the ambulance was already boarding Hailey and Harry inside the vehicle-" "Hold on, Harry? You mean Harry Russell?" "Yeah." "There was also this video where they kissed. That's the one." "What happened to him?"

He laughed lightly and pulled me in his arms. "It's not like we haven't kissed before." He pointed out. That made my heart race even worse than before. I placed my head against his shoulder. "I don't remember that." I said in a small voice. I was definitely still shook. "Don't worry." He murmured in my hair. "This one's even better." I closed my eyes, not caring about the abandoned park we were in. Not caring that it was almost midnight. Not caring that someone might see us. I just cared about one thing. And that was this moment.

- Louis is sobered by Phoebe's words. “Harvey told you so?” Phoebe looked at Louis and nodded. Louis at this moment did not understand for some reason that deep inside he was feeling scared and confused. He walked up to Phoebe and knelt in front of her and said, "If someone gives you their blood, that person will be your life partner?" Phoebe shook her head: "No, my partner has only one, only one." "If that's the case, I was the first to give you blood, why are you calling Harvey your 'mate'?" - The sentence didn't have any special meaning, but it came out of Louis's mouth differently, his voice was dark and angry.

His powerful grip propelled my body forward, pressing it against his broad chest. At the same moment, someone from the dancing crowd bumped into my back quite hard from behind. The push sent my head lurching forward. Smack. Time seemed to stop. In that tumultuous instant, my lips made contact with his. It was just a brief touch, an accident caused by a stranger's push, yet it felt like a jolt of static electricity shooting through every nerve in my body. ***

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

Also, his lips are great to kiss. Harson sees King Louis walk through the glass door. He followed him and said with a teasing smile, "You told me to shut up when I said you were in love with her, but you kissd her. Hey, are you going to steal her back from that rogue? " He noticed Louis didn' t say anything and sensed something was wrong, "Why do you look so bad? " "Close the door, quick. " Harson immediately slammed the glass door shut. When he turned back, he found Louis collapsed on the floor.

But right after that, I was actively hugged back by Terry, "Don't go... you don't go..." Harry shook his head and said, "No... I wouldn't! " At close range like this, the scent of Terry's body exuded was very fragrant. There is a saying that it is difficult for a hero to overcome beauty. These are the things that Harry is actually going through. His strong hands finally moved slowly over Terry's smooth back. That pretty face and those sweet lips over there, it's really irresistible. Finally, Harry's lips lightly touched Terry's. Because of being immersed in the aphrodisiac, the person in front of Terry at this time was none other than Louis. Accordingly, he responded to this kiss based on hi