Little warning: gets a bit heated at the end, nothing nsfw-ish but just a little warning 

Harrison's hands were roaming up and down your sides as they had managed to sneak underneath his shirt you were wearing as your skin seemed to be lit on fire by his simple touches. Your legs were entangled with his as your hand played with the soft curls on the back of his head. You felt yourself get lost in the boy's ocean blue eyes as he dipped his head down to meet your lips in the middle before plastering soft kisses all over your face.

You were used to Harrison's kisses by now, but never had they felt like this and never had they been that - wet.

What the fuck?

"(Y/N), why does it look like you're kissing my dog?" You heard a voice say as you were brought back into reality.

Slowly opening your eyes you saw none other than Tessa hover above you as she was trying to lick your face again.

"Hey Beautiful." You grinned as you let go of Harrison's hand to pet the dog.

"So, I see you've met Tess already." Tom said, making you first notice him leaning against the door frame as he watched you with a grin on his face.

"We're already best friends." You laughed as they grey dog settled down between you and Harrison, pushing you apart from each other.

You had slept disgustingly well and Harrison was still sleeping like a rock when you saw his hand reach out for you but only to be met by dog fur.

"Why are you here?" Tom chuckled.

"Dumbass wanted to hang out but we were both tired so we decided to take a nap before doing something more active."

"Doing something more active, huh?" Tom grinned as he dodged the pillow that came flying towards his face.

"Bowling or some shit like that, you idiot! We would've asked you if you wanted to join but I guess I'll think about that again." You laughed as the pillow came flying back to only hit parts of Tess and Harrison as he let out a groan.

"Sorry Tess." Tom said before he looked at you again, "You two are adorable." He chuckled before turning around to make his way to somewhere else.

"What'd he want?" Harrison mumbled as his arm snuck around Tess pulling her closer as she let out a growl that made Harrison open his eyes, "You looked a lot better when we fell asleep." He grinned as he saw Tess next to him instead of you.

"Hey! She's beautiful!" You said as you scratched the dog's head, "Don't listen to him. He's just jealous of you because he looks like a potato."

"A pretty hot potato if you ask me." Harrison laughed as his eyes found yours for the first time since waking up.

That was when your dream hit you again. Why the fuck did you dream about Harrison? And why the fuck did you dream about kissing him and probably going further than just kissing him? What the fuck was wrong with you?

"Uhm, do I have to answer that or do you want to guess my answer?" You rolled your eyes as you sat up in bed making Tess get up as well.

"Well, I would guess something like an eye roll and a 'Shut up, Osterfield' or a 'You wish, Harrison' or possibly an 'I hate you.'" He laughed, rubbing eyes as his signature grin appeared on his face.

"You know me so well, Osterfield." You chuckled before getting out of bed, "How'd you sleep?"

"Could've slept for five more hours. You?"

"Yeah it was alright." You said, not wanting to admit that you had also slept like a baby and hated Tom for waking you up.

"There's no reason to get up, why are you getting up?" Harrison pouted as he watched you grab your phone from his desk.

"Thought we were doing something cool after napping?" You shrugged as you sent him a quick smile.

"I'm not done napping." Harrison whined as he motioned for you to join him again, "And I could use another cuddle."

"I never pictured you for such a needy cuddler." You laughed as you got back into bed with Harrison.

Truth was, you felt safe in the boy's arms and you loved his cuddles.

"I'm not, I'm usually the one leaving right after-"

"Too much information, Harrison. I really don't want to hear your cool hookup stories." You laughed as you wrapped your arms around the boy's middle before burying your face in the crook of his neck.

"Jealous?" Harrison grinned against your forehead before placing a soft kiss on it.

This whole thing was so fucking intimate that you felt butterflies erupt from the depths of your stomach as you kept reminding yourself that although your little pact ended, this still wasn't real and that Harrison would still go out within the next few days to get himself laid.

"I'm the one getting cuddles, there's no reason I should be jealous." You chuckled against the soft skin of the boy's neck as you felt him tighten his grip around you.

"Who knows, maybe you'd rather-" He was interrupted by your hand landing on his mouth, "I'll take that as a no."

"Shut up, Osterfield."

"Thought you'd say that." He laughed as you felt another kiss being placed on the top of your hair.

"Mh, kind of glad I came back to bed now." You mumbled as you enjoyed the warmth that radiated from the boy, making you feel safe and sound.

"I'm glad you came back as well. Would've been really boring to cuddle myself." Harrison said as you let out a small giggle that made goosebumps appear on his skin.

Why was everything you were doing affecting him like that? Having you this close to the soft spot on his neck made his mind race with thoughts he couldn't even say out loud. Feeling you push your leg between his own made him wish you would never leave again. Seeing you trace small patterns on his skin made him push away thoughts that hadn't crossed his mind in a while.

"What do you want to do later?" Harrison asked as you shrugged, "Laser Tag? Bowling? Party?"

"No partying, 10am class tomorrow."

"Fiiiine."

"You can go if you want. I don't mind doing nothing except for watching a movie on Netflix." You laughed.

Harrison hadn't been to a party in a few days which was pretty unusual for him. You had expected him to immediately go out for one after you had gotten home yesterday or at least tonight - and to be fair, so had Harrison himself, but he wanted to do nothing but spend time with you, because somehow, he had so much more fun cuddling with you than he ever had at a party.

"Hm nah."

"Harrison Osterfield turning down a party? Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" You laughed as you lifted your head to be met by the boy's blue eyes.

"I'm fine, I just promised you we'd do something fun and here I am keeping my promise." He smiled at you as the little crinkles around his eyes appeared again, making your heart skip a beat.

There was no denying that Harrison's smile was something you couldn't get enough of. You loved how his smile reached his eyes whenever he was genuine, you loved how he tended to look even more handsome whenever he was genuinely smiling and laughing along to something.

Harrison Osterfield was dangerous - that's what everyone told you, but lying next to him, you couldn't feel any of it. You knew he wasn't the usual fuckboy you slept with before he left without saying bye or leaving a note, but you knew that he was the type of guy you would fall for in a heartbeat after talking to him for ten minutes just because he was so charming and good looking that it was almost unfair.

Harrison Osterfield meant trouble - that's one thing you knew that was true. Although he didn't do anything to put you in trouble, you felt yourself getting in trouble already. Not because he was going to parties or getting drunk but because he had already managed to sneak his way into your brain to keep you from sleeping at night and to get you to only think about him.

"What are you thinking about?" Harrison smiled, ripping you out of your thoughts when he saw how much you were thinking. He had been paying enough attention to your features that he could already tell when you were overthinking something.

"You're trouble, Harrison." You smiled as you felt your finger trace the outline of his jaw.

"That's what people keep telling me." He smirked before you felt his hands travel south from their place on your back.

"I'm not prepared for trouble." You heard yourself whisper as you were drawn in by the blueness of his eyes that told you that he wasn't going to hurt you and that he was everything you ever wanted - but was he really?

"I feel like no one's prepared for it, Love, otherwise it wouldn't be trouble." Harrison chuckled as his head dipped down to meet your lips in the middle.

The former sweetness and tenderness of your kisses were long left behind as they were being replaced by nothing but passion and lust. Harrison's hand had reached its destination of travel as he gave your bum a quick squeeze, making you snap back into reality.

What on earth were you doing?

Pulling away for air, you felt Harrison's lips connect with the soft skin on your neck, challenging you to give him a moan caused by only his lips. Your hand roamed through the boy's soft curls as you felt him pull away just to have him place another kiss on the spot, this time a visible grin on his face.

"What do you think you're doing?" You said as you pulled him away from your neck so you could look at him.

"Nothing." A giggle escaped the boy's lips as he kissed you again. This time a lot softer and with so many feelings that it was almost impossible to not feel something - to not think of this as so much more than just the two of you pretending to be something you were not.

Kissing Harrison was addicting, his kisses were intoxicating and his touches were lethal. You knew he was trouble but you weren't able to stop. You wanted this and something told you he wanted this as well.

Your hands found their way underneath the boy's shirt, finally feeling what you had only seen from afar. Both of you knew that there was no going back from this point, because either of you had let their guard down. Either of you let the other one in without knowing how they felt about you.

"You're going to be the death of me." Harrison mumbled against your lips before he was almost startled to death by the knock on his door.

"Am I still not allowed to come with you tonight?" Tom laughed from behind the door as you pulled away from Harrison who was just as breathless as you were.

"I'm moving out." Harrison groaned as he got out of bed to open the door for Tom, who surprisingly learned to at least stay outside until someone opened the door for him.

"What do you fucking want?" Harrison asked as he opened the door.

"I'm bored." You saw Tom shrugged as his eyes landed on your and Harrison's messy looks, "Did I interrupt something?" Another pillow came flying in his direction for the second time today as he dodged it with a laugh.

"We've thought about bowling or laser tag." Harrison said, ignoring the question Tom had asked, "Feel free to join and ask Harry and Sam if they want to come."

"Yeah, I'll text them, when are we leaving?" Tom asked as his eyes wandered over to you as you were currently getting out of bed.

"Just need a few minutes to get ready, so whenever you guys are ready."

"I'll ask them." Tom said as he disappeared again before Harrison closed the door behind him.

This was the awkward tension between you that you had tried to avoid. What were you and how fake was this still? Because for you, the last thirty minutes didn't feel fake at all. You has promised yourself that you wouldn't end up like one of the girls at the parties, that you wouldn't end up being charmed by Harrison and especially that you wouldn't end up in his bed.

"C-Could I borrow another shirt?" You smiled as Harrison let out a laugh.

"Just stop asking." Harrison laughed as he pushed past you to grab a shirt himself.

You had gotten Harrison to turn around again as you changed back into your jeans and Harrison's shirt before looking in the mirror, making you notice something unusual on the side of your neck.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Osterfield?" You groaned as you turned around to see him grin at you.

"Sorry?" He laughed as he took a few steps forward until he stood in front of you, inspecting the little hickey he had left on you.

"I hate you." You groaned as you threw your head back in annoyance.

"Hm, do you now?" Harrison grinned as he pulled you closer by your waist, bringing back all the tension that Tom had managed to destroy with a simple knock.

How was it so easy between you? How were you so comfortable around each other after only a week? How was it even possible to feel such a connection to somebody you didn't even like at all in the first place?

"Yes."

"Liar." Harrison grinned as he placed a feathery kiss on your lips before stepping back to go and ask Tom if the rest were coming and when you were heading out, leaving you stand in his bedroom, wondering what the hell you had gotten yourself into for like a billionth time within the past week.