AN: Longer chapter and drawing of Harry and Nat up there :) I love you guys so so much and I'm so glad you guys are enjoying this story so far.

Harry's POV

I took another bite out of my watermelon slice, spitting a black seed from my mouth letting it fly into the bowl a few feet away from me.

"Seven." I counted, keeping track of how many times I had gotten a seed into the bowl as I hoisted my feet on the table outside the balcony besides Nat's.

Natalie continued to bury her face in her own watermelon slice with determination, her cheeks full with fruit as she chewed quickly and spit three seeds one after the other like a bullets into the bowl letting them hit the inside with small clinks.

"Twelve bitch." She stated, deepening her voice as she tilted her head at me with a smile making me roll my eyes at her.

"You suck." I smirked, taking a few seeds out from my watermelon before chucking them at her face.

"And you swallow." She retorted, laughing as she tried to block my hits.

"What if I do..." I shot back, trying to get a reaction out of her as she stared at me with wide eyes, obviously not expecting that before a smile formed over her face.

"A man with many talents, I'm impressed." She nodded, wiggling her eyebrows at me as she finished her watermelon making me chuckle as I shook my head at her.

Nat never seized to surprise me with her laid back humor and go with the flow attitude.

"Okay, I've got like ten seeds in my mouth right now," She began with full cheeks, straightening in her seat as I focused my full attention on her.

"Watch me go all machine gun on this hoe," She said through a mouthful of seeds as I leaned forward with an excited grin ready for her to shoot them out of her mouth.

I watched her mentally prepare herself as she took in a deep breath, pursing her lips and tilting her chin up in the direction of the bowl.

"I had a wet dream about you." I said, biting my lip to keep from laughing hoping to mess her up as she snapped her head towards me.

She inhaled a sharp breath in the process, her face turning pink as she brought one hand to hold her throat while pointing at her mouth as she coughed and gagged.

"Oh shit you're choking!" I exclaimed, scrambling to my feet as my hands hovered over her heaving body before I went behind her and did the Heimlich maneuver on her.

She finally spit out the seeds, wheezing as I rubbed her back, kneeling by her side trying to make sure she was okay.

"Oh god Nat I'm so sorry, I was just trying to-"

"Was I any good?" She coughed out, clearing her throat before she straightened her posture, still painting and squinting her eyes as she rubbed her throat.

"What?" I blinked, my eyes searching her face for any sign of pain as she began to go back to her normal color.

"In your dream, was I any good?" She reiterated, grabbing my bottle of water off the table before chugging it down.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud, shaking my head as I face palmed, relieved that she was alright.

"You were amazing, you rocked my dream world." I smirked, going along with it as I stood to my feet.

"Hell yeah..." She smiled, raising her fist for mine as we fist bumped.

"Oh shit what time is it?" Nat asked, trying to brush a few strands of her black hair away from her face as she crumpled up the empty water bottle in her hand.

"Uh.." I glanced down at my watch, pursing my lips as she started to grab her tote bag from the floor.

"Quarter past two." I said, looking up at her with a smile knowing it bothered her when people told the time in that way.

"Why don't you just say two fifteen white boy." She playfully scowled, sending me a deadpanned look before heading back into the flat as I laughed and followed behind her.

"You gotta be somewhere?" I asked, feeling somewhat disappointed that she was leaving.

"Yeah, I'm having coffee with a friend soon and if all goes well you will definitely be thanking me later." Nat said, turning to smirk at me as she opened the front door.

"What are you up to?" I rasped out, leaning against the doorway as I narrowed my eyes at her in suspicion.

"Drugs and money, see you later." She shrugged, sending me one last smile before walking out as I continued to watch her leave and enter the elevator from across the hall.

"Creeper!" She yelled across the hallway when she spotted me still watching her as the elevator doors started to close.

"Says the girl who followed me around for the past month." I laughed making her wink at me before she disappeared behind the metal doors.

I let out a sigh, a smile still on my face as I went back inside closing and locking the door behind me.

I went back out to the balcony, taking another bite out of my watermelon before spitting into the bowl.

"Eight." I muttered, a frown on my face when I realized it wasn't the same with Nat not around to make inappropriate jokes like "spitters are for quitters."

I cleaned up outside before going back in to my room, connecting my phone to the television to look through my camera roll.

After half an hour I found selfies of Lisa that she had taken of herself on my phone.

There was one where she was wearing one of my shirts, laying on her stomach giving me a nice view of her squished breasts and perky ass as she pursed her lips at the camera.

Lisa.

She was a great girl.

She was predictable, safe, and I knew she had feelings for me.

She also wasn't bad on the eyes and she had a pretty tolerable personality when she wasn't going on her whole slapping tangent with me.

I scrolled to the next picture, a smirk forming over my face when I saw that Lisa had taken a picture of herself in a hot pink lingerie piece, her tan body sprawled over my bed as I leaned against my headboard and stared at the picture in satisfaction.

I wonder how Nat would look in lingerie.

Wait what?

"What?" I blurted out, surprised at my own thoughts as I blinked in shock and straightened myself on my bed.

What the bloody hell was I even saying, I mean, where did that even come from Nat and I were just friends and I'm falling for Lisa.

Nat was too unpredictable and spontanious, I had no idea what to expect from her and the only reason she was probably interested in me back then was because of my whole bad boy thing.

We're friends now.

It's great.

We're great, everything is fucking fantastic.

I mumbled a few curses under my breath, irritated with myself when I realized I wasn't even getting hard at Lisa's half naked picture before swiping to the next picture.

My eyes widened when I realized it was the video of Nat belly dancing and humping my furniture in my living room.

"Dork." I laughed, a smile on my face as I watched her do the cha cha on my television screen.

Even with her tripping over her feet and laughing I couldn't help but notice how fluid the movement of her hips were.

I bit my lip, taking in a shakey breath as my eyes drifted to her exposed mid section, down to the slit of her blanket skirt that revealed a segment of her nice thick legs.

Thick waist, thick legs, thick body.

Nat always wore oversized sweatshirts and sweats so this was the most revealing thing I've ever seen her in besides that time when she came out of my bathroom wearing two towels.

Damn that other towel.

I felt something deep in the pit of my stomach stir as I continued to watch, imagining Nat rolling her hips against mine in a slow strip tease making my whole body heat up at the thought.

"Oh now you're up!" I snapped, looking down at my hard on in my sweats that was practically begging to be touched by Nat.

You had one fucking job penis, one job.

Ha get it, one fucking job.

"No, Lisa, damn it get hard for Lisa." I continued to scold my dick, my mind wheeling when Nat turned around in the video, her ass front and center as she swayed her hips from side to side and slowly dropped to the floor.

Fuck it.

Before I could reason with myself my hand went immediatly down my pants, my breathing heavy when I already found pre-cum dripping from the head as I stroked myself.

Just this time, this one time and I won't do this or think about Nat in this way anymore.

Only now.

"Natalie..." I rasped out, panting as I began to sweat.

I brought my head back, a slow husky groan escaping my parted lips as I ran my hand up and down my length, thinking about how tight Nat would be if I was inside her.

As a virgin I have great self control, it was rare that I needed to jerk off making fantasies about someone in my head when I can just get a good blowjob.

But in this moment, I knew that I'd much rather think about Nat than get sucked off by a girl I didn't even care about.

"Fuck Natalie..." I couldn't help but moan her name, wondering how my friend would be like in bed.

Would she be dominant, she seemed to like to take control and god did I love it when she would get aggressive.

I'd do anything to make her scream my name though, for her to lose that whole tough demeanor and beg for me to take her.

I brought my head up to look back at the tv screen, smiling when I saw Nat starting to hump one of my vases as she snickered.

"She's so cute..." I breathed in a strained raspy laugh, my other hand fisting the sheets as I bucked my hips into my hand.

No.

Not my hand.

Her, I wanted to be thrusting into her.

I screwed my eyes shut, thinking about her riding me like a good girl before I flipped her onto her back so I would be on top, burying myself deep into her.

"Natalie you feel so good..." I whimpered, imagining her moaning underneath me with her legs propped on my shoulders.

My movements became faster, my whole body tensing as I thought about Nat sitting on my face with me playing and sucking on her little clit as she screamed.

The image of her sweaty body brought me to the edge as I moaned out her name and came, falling deeper into the mattress as I tried to catch my breath.

I blinked up at the ceiling in absolute shock, my chest heaving up and down as my cheeks flushed.

I had never cum so hard.

After a few moments I got to my feet, walking to the bathroom before turning on the faucet to wash my hands as I chanted I love Lisa, I love Lisa in my head.

I turned the faucet off, drying my hands as I headed back into my room and changed into a new pair of boxers and pants.

I suddenly heard soft quick movements in my living room, causing me to furrow my brows in confusion as I walked to the room.

My eyes widened when I spotted Natalie running towards the door, about to turn the knob before I called her name.

"Natalie?" I asked, trying to clear my throat so I wouldn't sound too husky as she froze.

Don't act like you just jerked off to her moments ago, don't act like you just jerked off to her moments ago.

"Heyyyy..." Nat said in an odd high pitched voice as she slowly turned around to with a forced smile.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my pulse quickening as I realized that she could have easily caught me getting off to her in my room.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit.

"I-I just came here to get my journal." She said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her hair as she showed me the small book in her hand.

I found myself letting out a sigh of relief as a smile grew on my face.

I had no idea she wrote, maybe I should mention my notebook as well.

"I didn't know you kept a journal, what do you write in it?" I asked out of pure curiousity, nearing her before her eyes widened and she backed away, clutching the book to her chest in a protective manner.

"Woah boy at least tell me you washed your hands after getting off cause I ain't getting no sperm on my notebook!"

I froze on the spot, my mouth becoming dry as my jaw went clack and my eyes widened in shock.

Oh fuck.

"Y-you saw that?" I stuttered out, almost choking on my words as I blinked at her, my cheeks heating as she let out a small "mhmm" and nodded.

"I uh..." She let out with wide eyes, obviously not knowing what to say as I gulped.

"Can we just-"

"Yeah let's..."

"It never happened." I cut in, surprised at how stern and calm my voice sounded when I was anything but inside.

All I wanted was for a big black hole to appear beneath me and swallow me whole to save me from this embarrassment.

Nat stuttered out a small agreement, her eyes darting everywhere nervously as I rubbed the back of my neck, my whole body sweating and burning from the awkward tension in the room.

I noticed she had put a bit of her hair up in two small buns on top of her head.

It was cute.

She was cute.

Before I could stop myself I stuttered out a compliment about her hair, suddenly feeling extremely stupid under her presense as I flushed.

"Fuck is it weird that I just called you cute- I mean your hair is, not that you're not cute I just-" I fumbled out, my heart pounding in my chest as I mentally cursed at myself.

Jesus what the fuck is my problem?

Really... out of all things I'm going to talk about her hair at this time.

"No no it's all good, I was gonna say I like your cock- socks! I mean socks!" Nat blurted out, slapping her hand over her mouth in shock and I was about ready to tease her about her slip up until our eyes met.

It was the first time I had ever seen her so uncomfortable and flustered and I realized that she was probably super freaked out and disgusted by me.

My body tensed, my mind wheeling away from the conversation as I thought about Nat being repulsed by me.

What if she thought I was some creepy weirdo who jerked off to videos of her belly dancing?

What if she never wanted to see me again?

Oh god I fucked up, I fucked everything.

I did the whole loving Lisa thing just to avoid losing Nat as a friend and now this was happening.

Before I knew it Nat was out of my flat, stumbling on her feet as I let out a breath and rubbed my face in frustration.

What was going to happen now?

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Nat's POV

Bernie pinned my arms from behind, grunting as I struggled to free myself from his grasp as Carlos lifted up the hem of my sweatshirt.

"I knew it!" Carlos exclaimed as he gawked at the shirt I was wearing under my hoodie.

"She's wearing her I heart God T-shirt." He stated as I freed myself from Bernie's grasp with a yell, shoving at Carlos' chest before yanking the house phone out of his hand and sitting myself back down on the couch with a bag of mini powdered donuts.

"Sorry I'm back," I grunted on the phone, trying to peer at the telvision screen as I stuffed a donut in my mouth while Bernie and Carlos exchanged knowing looks.

"Yeah so I'll have those two backyard sterling silver grills, five of those magic bullet blenders, and- oh, do you also have those heated blankets?" I questioned through a mouthfull of food, placing the phone between my shoulder and ear as I quickly flipped through the catalogs and watched the television screen.

"Oh you do! That's great I'll take three of tho-" Carlos yanked the phone away from me, lifting it high in the air and turning it off as Bernie scrambled to the side and shut off the shopping channel as I glared at them.

"Okay Nat, who got jhu all horny and turned on..." Carlos questioned, raising his brows at me as I tried to retrieve my phone back.

"I don't know what you two are talking about." I snapped, gritting my teeth as Carlos rolled his eyes and Bernie scoffed.

"Nat please, we've been friends long enough to know that when you get sexually frustrated over someone you're not supposed to be sexually frustrated about you binge and watch the shopping channel and buy all this useless shit you don't even need, plus you're wearing your I heart God shirt so that's a dead give away that you're horny." Bernie informed with a blank expression as Carlos nodded.

"Yeah, remember when Nat saw that cute little grocery worker in the soda isle and she realized he was only a junior in highschool." Carlos snorted making me glare at him.

"Yeah she bought like two super speed vaccums afterwards." Bernie laughed as I let out a groan of frustration and rubbed my face.

"Okeh listen chica," Carlos sighed, sitting by my side as he patted my knee.

"We've never seen you buy this much stuff off the shopping channel so you're probably extremely horny right now. My advice is just go suck the guy's dick okay, it's a lot cheaper, you'll save money and you can get all that frustration out-"

I let out a loud battle cry and tackled him into a choke hold making Carlos let out a high pitched scream as he flailed his arms and legs around in the air.

"Can't- breathe!" Carlos wheezed, his face turning red as I continued to strangle him from behind.

"Ha Carlos looks like a tomato, say 'It was nice knowing Carlos!" Bernie smiled, taking his phone out as he took a picture while I raised one of my hands to create a peace sign while continuing to choke him.

"It was nice knowing Carlos!" I repeated in a 'say cheese' kind of tone before Carlos scrambled out of my grip.

"Who's the guy anyways?" Bernie questioned as Carlos tried to catch his breath.

"No one.. it's nothing." I muttered, straightening my posture in my seat as I ignored my hormonal thoughts.

Harry.

Harry was the one making me feel like this and I didn't know what to do.

Nothing, I was going to do nothing.

That's right, he was in love with Lisa, yeah sure he jacked off to a video of me but let's not get too ahead of ourselves here.

Maybe he just has a belly dancing kink.

My mind suddenly thought it was a great time to think about all the possible secret kinks Harry could have, like maybe being tied to the headboard while I took full control as he begged for me was something he would like.

I like when he whimpered.

Woah what if he was a submissive.

"That's it! I need my fucking bullet blenders right fucking now! Hand me the stupid phone!" I screamed, my heart racing as I tried to shove the dirty thoughts to the back of my head as Carlos and Bernie shrieked in fear and sprinted out of the room, tripping over one another and pushing at eachother in the process.

I muttered curses under my breath, a burning heat prickeling over my whole body that was absolutely impossible to tame as I rapidly stuffed mini donut after mini donut into my mouth, the white sugared powder all over my lips and shirt.

A knock sounded from the front door as I chugged down a bottle of water trying to swallow down my food, my chest hurting from eating too fast as I winced.

"Someone get it!" I snapped in irritation, my left eye twitching as I continued to drink while the knocking only got louder.

I heard Carlos mutter something in Spanish under his breath in annoyance before I heard the sound of the door opening.

"Is this Natalie's flat because this is like... the thirteenth door I've knocked on looking for my perrito.." I heard Harry's raspy voice slur from the entrance causing all of my senses to perk up at his presence.

"Oh my god he calls her puppy in spanish that's so cute." I heard Bernie cooe as Carlos snorted.

"Harry?" I asked, wiping at my mouth as I stood to my feet and walked to the front door to find Harry at the entrance, his long body swaying back and forth slightly as he blinked at me with half opened eyes.

"Natalie!" He slurred, a drunk smile forming over his face making his dimples prominent as he brought his arms out and walked over to me, enclosing my body into a warm hug.

"Harry how did you even get here? You're totally wasted." I said with concern when I smelled the alcohol on him as leaned down and buried his head into the crook of my neck.

"Don't worry I took the bus. I'm a good boy." He whispered in my ear, still giving me a goofy smile as I gave him a look.

I was about to push his large body off me until Harry suddenly burst into tears, crying into my shoulder and holding me as I froze in shock.

"Natalie I'm sorry.." He sniffed, burying his face into my skin as his shoulders heaved, my hands immediatly rubbing his back to comfort him.

"Harry it's okay, what's going-"

"I didn't mean to jack off thinking about you, I mean I did but..." Harry said, bringing his head up to look at me as he wiped at his green tear glossed eyes.

"Please don't be disgusted with me." Harry sniffed, lowering his gaze down onto his feet like a scolded child as I gawked at him in shock.

"Oh my god Harry's the guy that got Nat all horny! I get it now!" Carlos stated in awe as him and Bernie exchanged excited smiles.

"Could you two just give us a second." I said through my teeth, giving them a warning look as they both pouted before reluctantly leaving and heading into the kitchen.

"Harry look at me," I sighed when I realized Harry was still frowning down at the floor as I placed my hand under his chin to make him look at me again.

"I'm not disgusted or mad at you okay," I said, looking into his mint green eyes as he bit his lip and nodded.

"I'm sorry I promise I won't do it ever again... maybe." Harry said in a childish tone, averting his gaze back down as he played with the hem of my sweatshirt.

"Is this why you came all the way over here, to apologize?" I couldn't help but laugh, shaking my head as I placed my hand over his warm cheek making him smile.

"I came here for three reasons." Harry stated in a serious tone, clearing his throat as he brought up two of his long fingers making me snort as I brought up one more of his fingers.

"Oh thank you." He blinked at me with a smile on his face.

"One was to apologize, second is to show you I have a journal too." Harry giggled, pulling out a small hand journal from his back pocket, the leather worn out as he opened it and showed me the pages with excitement, my eyes widening at the beautiful drawings of flowers and landscapes all over it.

"These are so cool man, I didn't know you could draw." I smiled in awe as he handed me the book while I admired the serene outdoor areas he drew over the blank pages.

"Yeah, I wanna be a landscaper." Harry blushed, his gaze flickering up to my face as he gave me a shy smile.

"I love these, I'll make sure when I get my first house I'll ask you to do my backyard." I grinned, nudging his arm playfully making him let out a breathy chuckle.

"Oh, oh, the third thing I came here to do." Harry blurted out in realization making me look up from the book to stare at him.

"What's the third thing you came here to do." I teased, my smile falling when I saw Harry's eyes darken dramatically, his childish demeanor gone as he yanked the book from my hand, carelessly tossing it to the floor before backing me up against the wall pinning me with his hands and waist.

"You." Harry breathed.