#yes its the rizzle kicks song! Don't jusge

[jamiee-wright-blog]

Skip to the good bit || Harry and Laura.

After the drinks has been drunk, the killer heels tossed into the corner of her room and somehow managing to keep a conversation with a few people in the house, Laura finally ended up in her room.  Since Amy’s departure she didn’t like staying in the large room. The view was wonderful, the hot tub was there for moments of stress and it was spacious but without someone to share the room with; it was lonely.  She sat at the edge of her bed, trying to remember the night that was in it; pre-drinking at the house, almost falling out of the van, being judged by the locals and then she somehow ended up on Harry’s lap, transferring the red lipstick that rested upon her lips onto his and leaving her mark along his neck and jaw line. Standing up, she stretched out knowing he was coming after they agreed on somewhere more private and after teasing him a bit Laura decided she wanted him, for a one night pleasure of course.

She reached out to her back, where the zipper laughed at her while she tried to unhook and take off her dress while she waited for him but it was no use. After several attempts she heard someone walking in as she kept her back to them before looking over her shoulder to see Harry and she couldn’t deny the smirk upon her face, “Just in time, I seem to have my zipper stuck, help a girl out?” she asked him before she chuckled, “Unless you rather have us stay dressed fully tonight” the words rolled off her tongue and if she was sober right now she wouldn’t have said anything close to that but this was drunk Laura. Just as Laura wished, her season one day’s personality blossomed once again however she didn't expect to have her season one moment with Harry... again.