Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter
It's Been Much Too Long
Part Nine
The taxi ride was uncomfortable
To say the very least
He did nothing the whole time
But stare at his bleeding feet
And I couldn't help but stare.
The club was loud and crowded
And we sat down in the back
I order a red wine
He ordered beer
Light
To be exact
And still I couldn't help but stare.
He downs the beer quickly
And then he looks at me
I blush
And pray to god and Merlin that he didn't see
He asks me to dance
And I can't help but comply
He pushes up against me
And I thought that I could die
But I can't help but grind back.
The club begins to empty
By three in the morning
The owner comes in
And shouts out:
"This is getting boring,
Let's do some BJ shots
Volunteers will get a prize,"
Me and Harry raise our hands
As we were both still pretty smashed
From all the drinking we had done
And I couldn't help but laugh
He hopped up on the table
And I knelt right in front of him
He held the shot right in his lap
I placed my lips around the glass
He places his hand into my hair
And bites his lips in a mock pleasure
I lift the glass up in my mouth
And down all of the liquor
He takes it from my mouth
And shows it to the small crowd
As they all whoop and cheer and holler at us
Out loud
He pulls me close to him
And gives me his cutest grin
My head begins to spin
All thoughts of Michael thrown away
I place my hands upon his cheeks
And we couldn't help but kiss…
