A/N :
I'm so sorry for the late update, I was out of town for a week babysitting out in the country, and they had no internet 😭

it was horrible trust me, but anyway I'll update twice today to make up for it. Maybe three times, I don't know haha.

Anyway, I love you all and thank you so much for all the support and love on this book. I LOVE comments and inline comments especially. They motivate me to update quicker.

Also, long authors note at the end, please make sure you read that once you're finished reading :)

Love you all.

Kisses,

M

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P O P P Y

Scowling in disgust, I cross my arms and glare at the very annoying and perky Emily. She's trying to hop on Harry's dick, from what I can see, and that's not settling well with me.

You know Emily, you're so lucky I was raised with class and maturity. Otherwise, I'd rip you to shreds and not think twice about it.

Smirking at my own thoughts, I make my way over to the boys and grab a plate before getting the food that Harry had made. He's a good cook, I'm not going to lie. Everything he makes is amazing.

"So Poppy, do you have a boyfriend?" Zayn asks, taking a seat in a chair around the large glass table, as well as the other boys. They all set their plates on the table and dig in, and I continue to stand, still gathering my food.

Realizing he was still waiting for my answer, my mouth parts in shock and I nervously look over to Harry, who's staring into my eyes intently.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend." I smile, grabbing a fork before making my way to the table. I take a seat next to Harry, and total shocker, Emily is on his other side smiling. I roll my eyes, trying my best not to beat the living shit out of her.

The boys all look at each other and give each other amused looks, but Harry just locks his jaw with a clenched fist. I bite my lip.

"How's a pretty lady like you single?" Liam asks in surprise, taking a bite of his hotdog before moaning and giving Harry a thumbs up for his cooking.

I look over at Emily who's still smiling, watching Harry's every move. I inhale sharply, my anger level through the roof. "I am single, yes, but I have my eye on someone." I smile, subtly turning to look at Harry. A smile grows on his face.

Smiling at my own words, I then turn to look at Emily with a raised brow, giving her a look that says, 'sorry, he's already mine, bitch.'

Emily's smile vanishes, and she crosses her arms against her chest before angrily biting into her hamburger. I lick my lips and cross my legs. Sorry, not sorry.

"Well, are you planning on getting that someone?" Zayn asks, giving Harry a look. Liam nods, finally understanding who it is, but Niall still has a confused look on his face.

"Oh yes, I'm a very determined kind of girl," I say slowly, looking at Emily as I say the word 'determined'. She needs to know her place.

She rolls her eyes, shaking her head. I smile in satisfaction.

"That's good then," Liam nods, genuinely pleased. He then turns to look at Harry. "Harold, this food is great, I'm gonna have to marry you if you cook this well."

Harry chuckles, his forest green eyes sparkling, and his cute dimple prominent. My insides feel weird as I look at him. He truly is mesmerizing. I never feel this way towards boys, but Harry isn't a boy, he's a man. And maybe that's what I like the most about him. He's not like all of these childish immature guys. He's different.

"Thank you Liam, but I'm even better at baking, shall we make some cupcakes once we get done eating?" All of the boys turn to look at each other with excitement, before they all cheer in happiness.

It confuses me how four grown men are so excited about cupcakes. Oh well, at least they're enjoying themselves.

"I really like the food, Harry, you should teach me how to grill like this sometime," Emily speaks up, making my blood boil. How many times do I need to put this bitch in her place?

Harry's mouth slightly parts, and he nervously laughs. "I uh- well-"

"I'm sure they have a YouTube tutorial on how to grill, even better yet, you could watch Rachael Ray or something," I say with a fake happy smile. Emily rolls her eyes.

Harry stifles a laugh, and the other boys just begin to converse quietly among themselves. I can tell they don't really want to get involved. Besides, I can handle this mutt myself.

"I think seeing it in person done by such an amazing cook would be better," Emily says, placing a hand on Harry's arm. My blood boils, and I want so badly to rip her grimy hand off of Harry.

I can see Niall in the corner of my eye with a dropped jaw, but the rest of the boys just nervously mumble a couple of words before getting up to get more food.

"You know what I think would be better? You getting the hell out and away from me," I hiss, standing up, fully ready to do something.

Harry then stands, and the rest of the guys come back. He touches my arm, stepping in front of me before looking into my eyes, something that he knows makes me weak to the knees. "Poppy, calm down, calm down okay?" Harry says in a soft voice, stroking my hair slightly. I try to look over at Emily to give her a death glare, but Harry stops me and swipes a gentle thumb over my cheek. "You are better than this, calm down so we can have a good day like we planned, alright?"

His soothing voice, words, and eyes soon make my anger fade away, and the only thing on my mind is his mesmerizing eyes and gentle hands. I nod slowly, sighing deeply. "I'm sorry."

"Lads, I'm going to have a word with Poppy inside, alone, alright? We'll be back in a second," Harry calmly says, and the boys just nod rapidly, eating their food.

As we get inside, we go up to Harry's bedroom and take a seat. "What's wrong today, Poppy? Why are you letting her antagonize you?"

I sigh, looking down at my hands. "I don't know, she just really gets on my nerves, and I can tell how much she wants you."

"So?" He says, tilting my chin up. "I don't want her, and you're Poppy Winsley for fucks sake, you don't let girls like that control you, do you?"

I slightly smile, agreeing with his words. I am my own boss, nobody, especially Emily, should intimidate me.

"No," I sigh, looking up and into Harry's soft eyes. "Good, because while she's looking at me, I'm looking at you."

His words immediately make my stomach erupt in butterflies, and a blush rise to my cheeks. I smile sincerely, feeling finally happy that somebody truly wants me. All other boys, want me for looks or status, but I know that Harry wants me for much more than that.

"Can't you tell how much she tries to get with you, though? She basically throws herself at you and I keep having to put her in her place," I sigh.

Harry just chuckles. "Poppy, don't focus on her, she's nothing to me, just Liam's little sister. Don't let her get to you, I just want to have a fun, drama filled day. Stay near me and I'll promise to avoid her, okay? Just stay calm and don't let what she does annoy you."

I exhale, nodding. He's right. I need to focus on Harry and I. Not admirers who want something they can't have.

Smiling, I look back into Harry's eyes and bite my lip. He's so damn handsome. I could never get tired of his face. No wonder girls like Emily swoon.

"I only want you," Harry breathes before leaning in and letting our lips connect. This time, this kiss isn't so innocent.

I kiss back eagerly, and our lips quickly move in sync. I place my hands on his chest, making him gently fall back on the bed, and I crawl on top of him with my boobs pressed against his chest and my legs straddling him.

He groans, placing a hand in my hair before continuing to kiss me deeply. As our tongues fight for dominance, Harry snakes his hands around my waist and grabs my ass, squeezing gently. I moan into his mouth.

As our kiss becomes deeper, my hands begin to roam everywhere, from his biceps to shoulders, and eventually entangling themselves in his soft hair. He slips his tongue into my mouth, and the kiss becomes more and more heavy and eager.

As he squeezes my ass, slightly rubbing, I moan and reach up to take my tank top I had thrown over my bikini top off.

Harry looks up at me with lust filled in his now dark eyes, and I bite my lip. He quickly throws his off, too, and flips me over so my back is on the bed. He connects the kiss again, and brings a hand up to my breast, making me pant in want and need.

He pauses with his hand right above my right boob, as if asking for permission. I nod eagerly, allowing him, and he begins to palm my boob through my bikini top, before slipping his hand under. I moan and connect our lips again, but before he can slip his tongue in, his head moves to my neck and he licks and kisses it gingerly.

I'm on cloud nine as his lips press against my hot skin, and I can't determine if this is a dream or not.

He licks and sucks on my jaw, then my neck slowly, and I can't help but let out a small moan. God damn, he sure knows how to use his mouth.

As I pant heavily, his lips travel down my neck and to my collarbone, leaving small kisses before sucking on them and licking. I bite down on my lip, watching his mouth with hooded eyes.

Harry then licks down to the valley of my breasts, and leaves hot open mouthed kisses on the exposed, burning skin. I can feel the wetness gathering between my thighs, and the burning feeling of desire and lust.

Before reaching back to remove my top, suddenly there's a small gasp heard.

As my eyes widen and my heart speeds up, Harry immediately tears his body off of mine, and we both turn to look at what caused the noise with frightened eyes. My heart beats wildly in my chest, and my brain is slightly fuzzy as to what had just happened.

Turning to face the door, there stands a shocked  Niall.

His jaw is dropped, and his eyes are wide. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Heat rises to my cheeks in embarrassment.

Harry then speaks up, startling me. "Niall listen-"

Niall cuts Harry off by laughing loudly, bending over and slapping his knee obnoxiously while laughing hysterically. "You two horny mother fuckers! Can't say I didn't see that coming."

Harry and I look at each other in shock, before nervously laughing with reddened cheeks.

"So you're not like.. Disgusted?" I ask, my voice small. Niall raises his eyebrows with an amused look.

"Nah, it's alright, you two have at it, I was just checking up on you guys, the lads were worried."

I bite my lip, looking down, and Harry scoots closer to me. "Okay Niall, we'll be down in a bit, sorry for what you saw."

"It's okay, I enjoyed my view!" Niall exclaimed with a slight giggle before walking away. Harry immediately grabs my top and runs a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry, sorry if we did anything you didn't want to do I should've asked-"

I just laugh, putting my shirt back on and fixing my hair a bit. "No Harry, trust me, I loved it. You didn't make me do anything I didn't wanna do." I smile at him reassuringly and I can practically see the relief in his eyes.

"God you're so hot though," Harry breathes out, smirking. I blush.

"Did you leave any hickeys on me?" I ask, walking over to a mirror. To my luck, there's only one on my neck that isn't too prominent, and one on my collarbone that is only a bit red.

"Sorry about that," Harry says, I just shake my head in assurance. "It's okay, I just don't like when hickeys are super noticeable on people, especially myself, anywhere that only you and I can see is fine." Harry nods, agreeing. He puts his shirt back on, and walks over to his mirror and fixes his hair.

Personally, I wouldn't want hickeys being noticeable all over me, I do have a reputation and it could damage that, or even worse somebody could find out it was from Harry and he'd be in trouble. To me, I would want them somewhere only I or Harry could see. I'm certainly not ready to have sex with him, but for future references.

Once Harry and I are ready to present ourselves again, he leans me up against the door and kisses my neck slowly. I bite my lip, closing my eyes in pleasure. My skin is still burning and tingly from where he touched me.

"You're so beautiful," he breathes, making my heart flutter. He kisses my collarbone, and then my cheek before leading me out of his bedroom and downstairs.

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I'm so bad at smut and this was my first time writing anything remotely sexual so I'm so sorry if that sucked terribly even though that's not much of smut but like I said, progress my friends

Also, I know y'all wanna see some action soon but really they still do need to get to know each other some more and poppy being inexperienced, needs to be able to fully trust Harry.

Also, I've seen in many stories that readers throw around the word rape and molestation like it's not a serious and a VERY big deal. Everything Poppy and Harry do is CONSENSUAL. Not once has poppy said no, or told Harry she didn't want to do something other than the hickey part, and Harry understood and agreed.

Please, understand rape is a serious thing as well as molestation and shouldn't be thrown around so commonly like a joke. Not saying any of you do it, but I just see it commonly x

Also, finally some Harry and Poppy action wooo

Poppy got heated af with Emily lol I hate her too guys it's ok.

so anyways if you guys could answer these questions I would GREATLY appreciate it and would be really happy.

Did you like the little moment Harry and Poppy had?

How do you feel about Niall walking in on them?

How do you feel about Poppy almost losing all of her chill?

What would you like to see in upcoming chapters?

Favorite part of the chapter?

Thank you all for reading! :) P.S. There will be a double update so make sure you've read this before eighteen. x

Kisses,

M