Chapter Six
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"You have your heartbreaker of a leather jacket, a new, sexy haircut. Now, you need to know how to talk to girls," Scarlett said as she turned over to lay on her stomach.
"I know how to talk to girls." Harvey scoffed lightly. He fidgeted on the stiff sofa, suddenly f*****g aware he was in the Scarlett Vox's room.
Her room was a huge contrast to her slightly bubby yet cool personality. The cream-coloured walls were decorated with a heap of rock band posters. A multitude of horror movie posters stared back at him sending shivers down his spine. The plush, red carpet gave a splash of colour to the beige-soaked room.
"Ok then, swoon me, Harvey Williams," Scarlett said, drawing him from his thoughts.
Harvey rolled his eyes. "Ok, you asked for this." He threaded his fingers through his midnight hair for that f**k boy effect. "Did you know you can't breath when you smile? Try it."
Scarlett smiled and tried to breath, she scoffed realizing she could actually do both.
"Just joking, I just wanted to see you smile." Harvey gave a sly smile.
"That was cheesy as hell." Scarlett chuckled.
"But it was good wasn't it?"
"I'll admit it was a good line," She said before rolling off her bed to reach him.
Harvey's feeling of sweet victory was swiftly overshadowed by good ol' awkwardness as realization whispered in his ear that Scarlett Vox, in the shortest shorts he'd ever seen, was standing so close to him. Thank goodness he was still sitting.
"Get up my newly discovered f**k boy, now you need to make me feel something."
"Um, yeah I think I'm good sitting. This sofa and I have really gotten to know each other." Harvey swept his hands over the silken, fawn sofa.
Scarlett pulled him up nonetheless. "Tell me what you would like to do me, Harvey." She traced her finger down his chest, knowing well what she was doing to him.
A wave of electricity surged through him, killing all brain cells he managed to save for the last week he'd been around her. Her hazel eyes drank him in, permitting him to feel wanted for the first time and f**k did he love it.
"I-I actually just got that pickup line off twitter. I obviously can never come up with something like that." He scratched the back of his neck, staring everywhere but her angelic face.
"That's not what I asked Harvey," she whispered.
"I don't know what I'd want to do to you."
"You do Harvey, what would you like to do to me right now, I won't be offended I promise. Just let out all the pent-up s****l frustration, it will feel good."
"Um----- f**k this is so weird," He mumbled.
"Well, I'd want to kiss you softly because you seem like you would like to take it slow. Then I'd leave a trail of kisses down your neck, you know what I'll do next Scar?"
She mumbled, "No."
"I'd hold you Scarlett Vox until all the troubles in your beautiful eyes are gone. All of them," he said softly.
"You're something else, Harvey, f*****g incredible," Scarlett muttered as she fell into his arms.
A/N
This got cheesy very fast. Lmao did anyone cringe as hard as I did
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