I quickly ran towards the changing room. I am so late. I am going to get punish for this. I quickly changed into my bathing suit and grabbed a piece of towel from the racket shelf and ran towards to the swimming pool area.
"I am so sorry. I know I’m late." You say gasping for air.
"Ah, Ms. (Y/N), Late are we? And what is your excuse for being late?" Mr. Styles asked. He was my swimming coach. He was very atractive as for being my coach.
"I slept in.." I mumbled.
"Very well then. You and I will have a word later after class is over." He ordered. I groaned.
3 Hours Later
"Look, Mr. Styles I am so sorry I am late. If their is anythin-" I was cut off by his lips into mines. I didn’t back away or pulled him away from me. I wanted this.
"Mr. Styles." I moaned.
"Call me Harry." He says, putting in some tongue action. This felt so good. But it was wrong at the same time.
"T-Teach me how to swim." I moaned. He picked me up and threw me to the pool.
"Why did you do that for?" I say gasping for air.
"You wanted me to teach, and I will." He says taking off his swimming shorts revealing his big cock. He then jumped in swimming towards me. "You have no idea how much I wanted you." He says kissing me roughly.
"Ever since you walked in to my pool, I wanted to be inside you ever since." He says un tying my bathing suit. I could feel his dick hardening behind me.
"I want you in me." I moaned. I grabbed his dick Rubbing it and teasing him.
"Fucking tease come here." He says picking me up climbing out of the pool he laid me down the cold tiled floor. He grabbed my legs moving my clit closer to his face. He attacked my clit with his mighty tongue.
He was eating me out just how I imagined it. I moaned this pleasure was making me cum .
"H-Harry, I’m coming.." I moaned out. He then stopped eating me out. "You better fucking not cum without me being inside you." He entered inside me without any warning.
He was thrusting hard, fast and rough. We we’re both moaning.
"(Y/N) Yes, mmm you feel so good."
He was still thrusting in me. It would be just minutes away ti’ll I cum.
"Do you like that feeling? Huh. Do you like my big thick cock inside you. Making you feel good." He asked.
"Yes, Please Harry. I coming." I moaned.
"Shit baby, I’m almost their too. Hang on."
He thrusted in me one last time, I could feel his liquid flowing in my insides.
"You felt so good, I would want to be in you any day." He says grabbing his shorts and putting them on.
"You know. You didn’t exactly though me how to swim." I smirked.
"I thought you something else.better." He says giving me one last kiss. "I’ll see you next class. Next time please be late."
“And, cut!” yelled Steve the movie director.
“You can take your one hour breaks now,” he said, picking up his coffee and sliding out of his ‘Directors’ chair.
I sighed happily to myself, proud of my efforts today. I was filming my new movie ‘The Fault In Our Stars’ and it was going really well. I was glad to be on my break though. I needed to spend some time to myself and just relax.
I walked off set and down the hall. As I walking, I heard a familiar child like laugh come from down the hall. I turned around and sure enough, my best friends, Niall, Louis, Liam, Harry and Zayn were all following me.
“Hey guys!” I yelled running towards them, engulfing them all in a big hug.
“Hey, Y/N!” they replied, chuckling at my reaction to seeing them.
“That was such a good scene! You’re a great actor,” said Niall. The boys agreed with him and I put one hand on my heart and waved one in the air.
“Oh, stop it,” I joked, laughing a little.
“Where are you going?” asked Liam, pushing up the sleeves of his jumper.
“I’m thinking of going back to my trailer just to relax,” I said, running a hand through my hair.
“Oh okay. Well we can come back later,” said Liam, smiling at me. The boys nodded in agreement.
“No, you don’t have too,” I said, shaking my head.
“You need your rest. We’ll see you later,” said Zayn. I smiled and gave them all another hug.
“Thanks guys, I love you all,” I said, kissing them each on the cheek.
Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn turned around and started walking back down the hall. Harry stayed where he was.
“You coming, Harry?” asked Louis, turning around.
“Nah, I met this girl before and she told me to meet her in her dressing room,” he said, adding a wink. The boys laughed and shook their heads.
“Alright, see ya later guys,” they said, before walking down the hall and disappearing out the doors.
Harry stayed where he was, once again, and I turned to him.
“Well, don’t you have some girl to meet?” I asked, smiling teasingly at him. He smirked and walked closer to me.
“No… I just wanted to spend some time with you. I’m in need of your services” he said, pushing me up against the wall. I smirked and wrapped my hands around his neck, playing with the curls at top.
You see, Harry and I have been part of this little ‘arrangement’. Whenever Harry or I need to relax or we’re just in the mood for it, we have sex. We promised, a long time ago, that there would be no feelings involved and so far we’ve both kept that promise.
“Well, I guess I better help you then,” I mumbled, pressing my lips against his. He chuckled and then moved his lips in sync with mine.
His hands trailed up my back, under my shirt, fiddling with my bra clasp. I pulled back and looked him in the eyes. His eyes were open wide, pupils dilated and filled with lust.
“Lets go to my trailer,” I whispered, breathlessly. He nodded frantically, and I grabbed his hand, pulling him down the halls and out the door.
I pulled open my trailer door and ran inside. I turned around and looked at Harry as he shut the door. As he turned around, I saw him smirk. He locked the door behind him and walked over to me. I bit my lip and pulled his body closer to me, his lips pressed against mine.
“And I thought I was desperate,” he chuckled against my lips. I groaned against his lips and started to unbutton his top. I pulled it down his shoulders, quickly chucking it to the ground. I ran my hands over his stomach feeling his rock hard abs.
He slid his hands up my shirt and unclasped my bra. It fell down my body under the loose tank top, for it didn’t have straps. He smirked and ripped off my tank top throwing it behind him. He pushed me down onto the couch and went straight to work. He placed his mouth on my nipple, licking and sucking it. He swirled his tongue around and around making me moan.
“Mmm, Harry,” I moaned, my head resting against the wall. He repeated his actions on my other breast and then moved his hands to my jeans. He unbuttoned them, pulling them down my legs in one swift motion.
He roughly pulled off my panties before nuzzling his head between my thighs.
“God, I’ve been waiting so long to do this,” he mumbled, then giving my slit a lick.
“Mmmm, yes Harry,” I moaned, my hands going straight to his curls. He spread my folds open a little more with his finger and then licked me again. I moaned louder than before, my grip on Harry’s hair tightening. He tongue movements became faster and faster, his nose rubbing against my clit. He sucked and licked harder, my orgasm nearing.
“Fucking hell, Harry!” I yelled, pushing his face down harder in between my thighs, my head falling back against the small couch.
I moved my hips up against his face as he nibbled my clit. I could feel my orgasm getting closer and closer, the more he nibbled at my clit.
“Fuck, Harry! I’m going to cum. Oh my fucking god,” I yelled, tugging at his hair. He sucked on my clit and that was when I felt a wave pleasure overwhelm my body.
“Fuck, Harry!” I screamed, my eyes closing tightly and my hips rocking forward. I felt him lap up and cum that had trickled out of me and my body relaxed against the couch.
“Fucking hell, Y/N. You’ve never screamed like that when I eat you out,” he whispered, his face inching towards mine.
“Mmm, you must’ve gotten better,” I mumbled, licking my lips. He chuckled and crashed his lips on mine. I could taste my juices as my tongue roamed his mouth.
“Suck me, Y/N,” he mumbled against my lips. I nodded and flipped us over so his back was on the couch.
I unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down his legs and chucking them somewhere in the trailer. I bent down and grabbed the waist band of his boxers in my mouth, pulling them down, watching his rock hard cock spring up and onto his stomach.
Once his boxers were off completely, I grabbed his cock in my hand and gave it a squeeze. His breathing hitched in his throat, and I sent him a flirty wink.
I moved my mouth closer to his cock before licking it from the tip down to the base. He let out a throaty moan and his hands flew to my head.
I planted my lips on the tip, giving it a quick kiss before taking it in my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks and started to bob my head up and down.
“Fuck Y/N,” he mumbled, tangling his fingers in my hair.
I took more of him in my mouth, gagging in the tiniest bit. I started to swirl my tongue around him as I bobbed my head up and down. His breathing quickened and he pushed my head down further.
“Fuck, that’s it baby,” he moaned, his hands tugging at my hair. My bobbed my head faster and faster, swirling my tongue around and around. I moaned against his dick and he moaned, feeling the vibrations.
“Fuck yes,” he groaned, taking controlling and bobbing my head with his hands, even faster. I gagged on his dick as he bobbed my head up and down.
“Oh fuck yes, baby,” he moaned. I felt him twitch in my mouth and he soon released long bursts of cum into my mouth. I swallowed it all and gave him a wink.
I climbed back onto his chest and rested my crotch against his. I started to roll my hips against his, making myself even wetter and feeling him grow harder underneath me.
“I need to fuck you, Y/N,” he moaned, flipping me over so I was pinned beneath him on the couch.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, seductively. He smirked at me and ran his finger along my vagina.
“Harry,” I groaned, desperate for him to fuck me.
He let out a deep throaty chuckle and quickly picked up his jeans off the floor, pulling a condom out and slipping it on. He lined himself up at my entrance and then gave me a devilish smirk, before shoving himself inside me.
“FUCK HARRY!” I screamed as he filled me up. He groaned and started to thrust, not giving me any time to adjust.
He thrusted into me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my ass. I moved my lips to his collarbone and bit down on the skin. He hissed and moved his hands to my hips, digging his nails into them.
I moaned and threw my head back against the couch.
“Oh my god, Harry! Fucking hell,” I moaned, my hands moving down to his ass to squeeze it.
“Fuck Y/N,” he groaned, thrusting harder into me if that was even possible.
I moaned loudly and brought my hands up to his hair, tugging at his curls. He moved his lips to mine and smashed them together, forcing his tongue in my mouth. We both moaned into the kiss and I ran my nails down his back.
He pulled back and his thrusts started getting sloppy. I could feel my orgasm approaching and I whimpered.
“I’m close, Harry,” I moaned, my hands now clinging to his biceps.
“Fuck, me too, Y/N,” he moaned, resting his forehead against mine.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I yelled, pushing my hips harder against his.
After about three more thrusts, I was cumming. I felt the pleasure run through my body, goose bumps forming on my skin. I moaned Harry’s name repeatedly and my nails suck into his biceps.
“Yes, Y/N. I’m cumming!” he moaned. I felt him shoot his cum into the condom, moaning my name over and over again.
He dropped his weight onto mine and breathed against my neck.
“Fuck Y/N. I needed that,” he chuckled, breathlessly. I nodded and huffed out a breath.
“Yeah,” I said, tiredness overwhelming me.
He pulled back and gave me a soft kiss on the lips before pulling out of me and pulling off the condom.
“You were amazing,” he said, winking at me.
“Thanks. You were alright,” I joked, smiling cheekily.
“I was more than alright. I was fucking amazing!” he boasted, sending me a cocky smile. I laughed and nodded my head.
“See,” he smirked. I continued to laugh and I brushed my hair out of my eyes.
I stood up and gathered my clothes that were scattered around my trailer, before putting them on again.
“Ya know, we’ve probably been more than an hour and the producers wouldn’t be able to get in because the doors locked,” I said, just realising that I was probably going to be in some trouble.
“Oh… Well, what we did was pretty great so don’t complain,” he joked. I laughed and chucked my top back over my head.
“Well, I’ll see you soon,” he said, walking over to me and kissing me. Our lips moved in sync and his tongue made it’s way into my mouth.
We kissed for a few minutes before I pulled back.
“Yeah, you will. Maybe we can go for round two after the boys leave?” I suggested, winking at him.
“Fuck, I love this arrangement!”
tags: sweet, self harm, songfic, fight
So this was a request a while ago, but it took me a couple weeks to write because I’ve been so busy. It’s loosely based off of the song Through The Dark
Warning: Mentions of self harm.
“Damn it, Y/N, I’m sick of this!” Harry threw his arms up in the air. We were fighting again (surprise) because he’s only now telling me that the band has to leave England early for the tour. Tomorrow. They’re leaving tomorrow and he’s telling me about 12 hours in advance. I’m tired of him doing this to me, I’m tired of being left behind every single time he has to go. I love him so much, but I never see him.
“You’re sick of this? What about me, Harry?! I have to spend months all alone is this stupid apartment just waiting for you to come home!” I fired back from the opposite side of the kitchen. Our relationship used to be so simple back a couple years ago, but the band got more famous and gradually Harry was gone more and more. For the past few months, things between us had been terrible. Crumbling right before my eyes. I had fallen back into old habits, mostly after Harry and I would get in a bad fight or when he was gone and I felt like I couldn’t deal anymore. It got so lonely here in this apartment, only having friends come over once in a while.
“This is my job, Y/N! You knew what you were signing up for when you agreed to be my girlfriend! If it’s not what you want then leave!” He pointed out, his green eyes pretty much black and his face flushed with anger. His arms were now folded over his chest as he leaned against the counter. I just screamed in frustrations and stomped my feet out of the kitchen and into the hallway. I figured Harry would stay there, like he usually does, so when I reached the middle of the hallway, just outside our bathroom door, I stopped. I leaned up against the wall and stood there, anger boiling inside me. He’s being so unreasonable. It’s not the fact that he’s leaving- well, it partially is- but he couldn’t have told me sooner?
I stared blankly at the cream colored wall in front of me, zoning out. I seemed to do that a lot lately, my thoughts consumed me more and more often. Maybe Harry doesn’t even want to be with me anymore. I know I love him, but I don’t know if I can do this anymore. It hurts me so much, and it’s causing me more and more problems. My bottom lip was pinned in between my teeth harshly as I fought the urge to lock myself in the bathroom and give in to my addiction of so long. It would be so easy, I thought to myself, just reach for the blade and forget about all this shit for a little while. I was snapped out of my thoughts when the floorboards creaked and I noticed Harry walking towards me.
“I didn’t mean it like that.” His voice was suddenly soft and apologetic, but I was still pissed. He took a step so he was in front of me. I was staring right into his eyes, hoping he could see how angry I was if it wasn’t obvious.
“You’re a dick.” I spoke through gritted teeth, placing a hand on each of his shoulders and shoving him backwards. I caught him completely off guard, so he only stopped when his back hit the opposite wall. I took a step back and immediately saw his jaw tighten.
“Don’t you dare-” Harry growled, immediately grabbing my arms and pinning them at my sides. It was my one weakness, and he knew that I hated it. I hated feeling vulnerable. He didn’t finish his sentence when I gasped out of pain, yanking my left wrist out of his grip. His eyes softened when his face twisted in confusion. His thumb had pressed against a recent cut, and my wrist was now aching. Harry’s hand was still wrapped around my right wrist which was still at my side, and he reached for my left. Out of pure instinct, I flinched away from his touch. Harry’s eyes moved from my eyes and down my sweater-covered arm. He reached for it again, quicker so I didn’t have time to pull away. He moved my sleeve up to my elbow, his breathing immediately hitching in his throat. His eyes scanned over the countless red marks that covered so much of my arm. Slowly, his green eyes met mine again and I could see they were slightly shiny. He sighed and released my arm, taking a step back.
“You told me you stopped.” I couldn’t tell what emotion he was feeling. If he was upset or angry because he was now looking at the floorboards.
“You told me you’d be here, but you’re leaving again. You told me you loved me.” I retorted quietly, quickly turning and walking down the short hall until I was in our bedroom. I didn’t bother closing the door; I didn’t care. I looked out the window, looking down at the busy street so many feet below me. I hadn’t heard Harry come up behind me, but I heard his shallow breathing so I turned around.
“Please don’t ever say I don’t love you.” His eyes were now more glossy, but I only got a quick glimpse before his hands were wound into my hair and pulling my lips closer to his. Once he was sure I had calmed down and I was less angry, he retracted and let his hands brush down my arms and intertwine with my fingers. “I love you so much. I can’t bear to fathom how I’d feel if I ever lost you.” Harry’s voice was nothing more than a whisper now, his green eyes boring into mine.
“Harry,” I whimpered, pulling my bottom lip in between my teeth to try to stop it from quivering. I failed. “You always say that.”
He frowned, “I always mean it.” I couldn’t help but allow a tear or two to spill down my pink cheeks.
“Then why do you treat me like this?” I didn’t know if I was crying out of anger, frustration, exhaustion, sadness, or in awe of his words. Maybe all five. I was silently crying at this point, tears almost endlessly flowing down my face. Harry was crouched over ever so slightly so he was eye-level with me, his forest colored eyes quickly becoming wetter and wetter.
“I… I don’t know.” Harry sighed, almost in defeat. His green eyes were still looking into mine, but they weren’t connected anymore. He was zoning out ever so slightly, becoming more and more distant.
“Why do you always tell me you love me, but you don’t show me? We’re always fighting, always finding something to disagree on, or a reason to shove one another. That’s not love.” I was almost pleading at this point, my voice barely even heard now in the completely silent room. Harry’s eyes flickered back to mine, and he slowly blinked.
“Then let me show you that I love you.” He offered, a single, small tear falling down the side of his face. I didn’t accept nor refuse, I simply waited for his next action. His large hands let go of my smaller ones and softly cupped my cheeks, pulling my lips back into his. I kissed him back, tasting the saltiness of both our tears on my lips. My hands clutched his soft, white shirt, feeling comfort in holding onto the material that clung to his torso. Our lips moved slowly, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle. Harry wasn’t perfect, neither was I, or anyone else in the world. Our relationship was even worse, but if there was one thing between us that was perfect now and always had been, it was the way our lips fit together and moved as if they were one.
His hands slowly left my cheeks and brushed down the front of my body before settling on my hips. His thumbs pushed up the fabric of my sweater, allowing his fingers to burn into the skin just above the hem of my shorts. Kissing Harry had become second nature, like something I’d become accustomed to every single day, just like brushing your teeth or making your bed. It became automatic to the point where I could probably text my sister, make dinner, do my homework, and kiss Harry all at one time. It was effortlessly to the point where I couldn’t even live without it. I fed off of his lips and got high on the taste of his mouth.
Without thinking twice, I followed Harry when he started to lead me to our bed without disconnecting our lips. His hands were now grasping the bottom of my purple sweater, and he pulled it over my head in one swift motion. I hadn’t bothered to put on anything underneath this morning, so his hands immediately rested on my breasts afterwards. His thumb brushed over the hardening bud over and over again, causing goosebumps to arise over every inch of my body. When his softly pinched each nipple, my mouth fell open. No sounds came out, but that could be due to my lack of breathing in that exact moment. Harry’s lips left mine and I wondered why. When I opened my (Y/E/C) eyes, I realized it was because he was pulling his tee over his head. My eyes immediately locked onto his chest, smiling at the tattoos here and there.
I didn’t have much time to stare before Harry had pulled me closer to him again and pressed his lips against mine one more time. This kiss held more passion, it was less lazy and chaste. Harry’s hands were soon back to my hips for only a second before he pushed my shorts down to my ankles in a motion so quick I didn’t even realize it happened. I stepped out of my jean shorts and kicked them to the side. Harry returned his hands to my hips and gently pushed me back into the bed. He immediately followed, hovering over me with a knee on either side of my hips. Harry only placed one kiss on my lips before he moved to my jawline, then just below, nipping lightly. I closed my eyes as Harry’s brown curls brushed over my cheek and painted a small smile on my lips.
Harry’s lips were now near my collarbones, and he had already left a few purple marks here and there along my neck. His fingertips traced a line down to my thigh. I bit my tongue, knowing he felt the old and new scars there when he pulled away from my chest. His lips were dark and swollen, and a sigh left them. He looked down to where his thumb was brushing over the evidence of self-abuse left on my thigh. Green eyes closed briefly before he brought his head back down to mine and rested his forehead against mine.
“I don’t ever want to see new marks on you. Never again.” Harry’s voice was husky with lust, but concerned and emotional at the same time. My eyes were open and looked right into his, which were mere centimeters apart. I nodded and swallowed the lump in my throat that was threatening tears,
“Never again.” I promised, the words leaving my mouth quieter than I’d ever spoken before. Harry’s lips pressed against mine once again. He barely had to ask before I parted my lips to allow his tongue to slip in. I wasn’t even aware his fingers had been moving to my core until they were placed flat against my clit, causing me to gasp lightly into our kiss. His thumb collected the wetness from between my legs before coming in contact with the sensitive nerve endings and rubbing light circles.
I was soon gasping for breath. My hands found their way to Harry’s hair and I lightly tugged at the nape of his neck, feeling satisfied when he groaned ever so lightly into my mouth. All too soon, his fingers left my body, as did his lips. He stood up and kicked off his sweatpants along with his boxers. I couldn’t help but stare as every single muscle in his body seemed to contract all together. His chest and stomach were inked with delicate tattoos that somehow looked masculine. Harry kneeled on the bed again, resting a knee on either side of me and holding himself up with his hands placed on either side of my head. His forehead bowed and rested against mine, his full lips just barely touching mine.
“I love you so much,” He whispered while one of his hands found my wrist. He drew gently circles into the scars with his thumb, causing my eyes to fill with tears. “Please don’t ever hurt yourself.” I could only nod weakly, unable to form words. Harry’s hand then left my arm and reached for his member. He slowly nudged inside of me, causing sparks to alight on every inch of my body.
I stared into his green eyes, completely awestruck by how he was all mine. Sure, we fought. More often than not, actually. But I love him to death, and he makes me feel important… most of the time. But that’s us, that’s why we work. We know that no matter how much we fight, there will always be a reason to come back to each other. So we do.
I couldn’t help but crave his lips again, so I took the liberty of attaching mine to his. He quickly responded. I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him as close to me as physically possible. This caused him to push into me deeper than before, pushing a whimper out of my mouth. He seemed to angle himself in such a way that it became impossible to control my ragged breaths and thundering heartbeat.
I became restless, my legs now hooked around his waist. I tried in every way possible to get him to move quicker, harder, anything more than the pace he was moving at currently. He wouldn’t buy it, though, he kept his lips sealed around mine and a gentle, even thrust in and out of me. As a last resort, I removed my hands from his sides and wrapped them around his neck. My fingers were soon buried into the sweaty curls, and I gently pulled. Harry’s mouth detached from mine, a small gasp leaving them. Simultaneously, his hips jolted forward, completely driving into me.
However, I didn’t stop there. I decided to egg him on, slightly exaggerating the moans and whimpers that were leaving my mouth and pulling even more at his neck. His thrusts became quicker and rougher, and his head was thrown back. I felt my stomach tighten at the sheer sight of Harry’s head thrown back, curls stuck to his forehead, mouth slightly agape, eyes closed, and best of all, my name falling from his lips. Before I could reach down to my core to relieve some pressure, however, his lips were pressed to mine again and his thrusts had slowed once more. Thankfully, he still hit all the right spots inside of me.
“You’re sneaky.” He whispered, breathless with a small chuckle. I couldn’t help but smile into our kiss. Before I could process what was happening, Harry’s thumb was pressed flat against my clit. I became restless again, arching my back and releasing his waist from the grasp of my legs. Harry’s thumb began drawing unnamed shapes into the most sensitive part of my body, practically forcing the quick gasps from my mouth.
I couldn’t breathe, I felt strangled. Warmth crept up on my body quickly, and before I could react, my orgasm had completely taken over. My hips bucked up once before my back arched off the bed, my eyes closed and my head thrown back as far as possible. I wasn’t sure if I was calling out Harry’s name or not, I wasn’t too aware of anything at the moment. Although, I could clearly tell that Harry was finished when he immediately froze inside of me, grasping my hips tightly. He sat back on his heels for a moment and I opened my eyes. I probably could have came again just by looking at his sweaty chest rising and falling heavily. His eyes fluttered open and he lazily smiled at me, leaning over my body to place a soft kiss on my lips. I was completely spent for the night, so I rolled over and switched off the lamp that was on the table beside the bed. I rolled back over to see Harry on his side, facing me. I nuzzled up against him, despite the obvious heat that was still coursing through my body.
“I love you, Harry,” I mumbled, pressing my lips against his again. “I know I’ll be okay.” It was cheesy, but he made me strong. Harry was my savior, and I knew that as long as I had him, I’d be absolutely fine. Even if he was halfway across the world most of the time.
“I love you,” He replied, wrapping an arm around me and sighing. “We’ll find a way through the dark.” His voice was nothing more than a whisper as he kissed me gently on the top of my head.
I’ve never been so happy in my whole life, before I met my true love my life was a hell. You wonder why? Well, there was a time when I was bullied. I got many comments like fat and ugly, I have never been the slim one but I wasn’t the fat one either but I was in between, maybe a little more on the fat side. Anyway, I became bullied during the whole middle school and junior high school, it never ended. My friends did all what they could to stop the bullies, but it never helped. So in 9th grade, I resolved to end this, so I worked out and lost some weight but I kept my curves. I’d rather have a curvy body than a stick thin body. But later when I met Harry in high school in freshman year, everything changed. It was love at the first sight between us. I never thought I would find the love but I did it. And now Harry and I have been together in over 7 years, the love between us has been stronger with each passing day. He’s my sunshine.
Today it’s Valentine’s Day; I had been in London and bought a present to Harry. On my way home, I felt my heart began beat, something came up. Babies. Harry and I have talked about having a baby, but I just haven’t found the right moment to having a baby yet. But I feeling I’m ready. Tonight I’ll make a baby with Harry. I parked my car outside Harry’s and my house. I took deep breath and step out of the car and began walk to the house. I locked up the door and went in, to my shock, I saw something. The whole living room hade candles everywhere, it was a mattress on the floor with a pile of pillows. Romantic music played softly in the background. Harry is so romantic, that’s why I love him.
“There you are, baby” Harry exclaimed and walked up to me.
He was wearing a white shirt and his black tight jeans, so fucking hot.
“Have you done all this?” I asked.
Harry nodded and smiled. I smiled back and gave him the present. He opened it and showed his dimples.
“Michael Kors-watch, you knew just exactly what I wanted. Thank you Y/N” Harry said and hugged me.
I laid my arms around his neck and giggled.
“I’m glad you liked it” I answered and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He let go of me and took my hand, he brought me in to the living room and said to me that I would put me on the mattress. Harry went quickly away to our bedroom and came back with a thing in his hand. He sat beside me and held the thing in front of me.
“Open it” he said softly.
I took the thing from his hand and opened it. I gasped; it was a necklace with a heart, inside of the heart it was a little picture on me and Harry when we went to the prom during the senior year. I got tears in my eyes, it was that night I lost my virginity to him. Best night ever in my whole life.
“Oh Harry, I don’t know what to say” I said quietly.
“Did you like it?” he wondered.
“Like? I love it, thank you so much” I exclaimed and threw myself on him.
He chuckled and gave me many kisses on my forehead. He took the necklace from the box and helped me to put it on me. I looked on it and then on Harry.
“I love you, Harry Styles” I said to him.
“And I love you, Y/N L/N” Harry said and kissed me.
I laid my hands around his neck and his hands at my waist. He laid me down on the mattress and crawled over me. He kissed me again, I felt his tongue begin to lick my lower lip. I opened my mouth and my tongue began to dance with his. After 5 minutes of making out he began to kissing down to my neck and stayed there. He started to suck at my spot which was between my ear and neck, I began to moan and pulled Harrys hair. He groaned a little and licked the mark he had created. We took of us our clothes and Harry laid on his back. I crawled over him and turned around. He started to lick my pussy as I started to suck his dick. After 5 minutes of foreplay, Harry was on his way to take the condom out of his jeans pocket.
“Harry, wait” I said.
Harry turned around and looked at me confused.
“You know we have talked about having a baby and I feel I’m ready to do it now” I explained and began to blush.
Harry smiled and laid the condom back. He crawled over me.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes, to 100 percent. I want this as much as you want this” I said and caressed his neck.
He bent down and kissed me. He took his length and brought it in to my pussy. I gasped, considering that it’s been a while since we’ve had sex + I’m not used to his size yet.
“Are you okay?” Harry asked and caressed my cheek.
“Yeah, give me some time” I answered.
He nodded and laid my legs around his waist. After 2 minutes I nodded to him and he started to thrust out and then in slowly. I laid my arms around his back and moaned softly. I looked deep in his eyes, his eyes was focused on mine. This is the first time in years we made love. Harry turned us around and had me on top. I started to grind on him as I held his hands. I felt how close I am.
“H-harry, I think I’m gonna come” I moaned.
“Me too, together” he groaned.
After 3 thrusts we came. We breathe and looked at each other. I took his thing out of my vagina and laid beside him. He laid his arm around me and laid my head on his chest
“That was amazing” he said heavily.
“Mhm” I answered and began to stroke his collarbones with my fingers.
Harry stroked my back and looked down at me.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“If we will get a family” I answered and smiled.
“I hope so” Harry said and kissed my forehead.
“Yeah?” I wondered.
“Yeah” he said and kissed me.
4 weeks later:
I held the test in my head and got tears in my eyes.
“HARRY” I screamed.
Harry came in to the bathroom.
“What is it? What has happened?” Harry asked.
I looked at him and smiled.
“I’m pregnant” I said.
Harry looked at me with big eyes.
“Really?!” he asked, shocked.
I nodded and hugged him. He lifted me up and spun around. He sat me down and went down on his knees and pulled up my shirt.
“Hi baby, it’s me your dad. You shall know that I and your mom love you so much and we cannot until you come” Harry whispered to my stomach and caressed it.
I stroked his hair and he looked up at me and smiled. He kissed my stomach and continued to stroke it.
I create ask.fm because my inbox is not working. So go ask me endless questions
A/N Based off the request: “hi! can anyone write one where Gemma’s best friend has this crush on harry but doesn’t want to admit it because she’s older and obviously gemmas best friend and just make harry completely flirty making it hard for her to resist him and yeah, let your imagination run wild? (:” I hope you enjoy it!
“Ugh would you hurry up? This is practically the hundredth time you’ve changed!” My best friend, Gemma, sprawls across her bed, and I can just tell she’s rolling her eyes.
“First of all: definitely the hundredth. Maybe the ninetieth. And not all of us can look like a model in a towel. Some of us actually have to put forth some effort when it comes to looking decent.”
Gemma was absolutely beautiful, with eyes that sparkled and hair that shined, and a cute little figure to boot. I was more the boring eyed, flat haired, less cute friend that stood next to her at parties. Not that I minded. I knew that I was semi-attractive in my own way, and I didn’t let insecurities stop me from wearing what I wanted to. Tonight it was a slim fitting dress that hugged me in all the right places, and had a neckline that plunged dangerously low. All I need was a pair of heels and I’d be good to go
“Hey do you have shoes I can borrow?” I turn to face her, my hands on my hips.
"Black pair, I wore them last night. They should be by the front door.” She offers and I nod.
“Got it,” I make my way down the stairs, testing how hard it would be to keep the skirt on my dress from riding up as I reached down for the pair of shoes, when I hear a low whistle from behind me. I nearly jump a foot in the air. “Jesus,” I groan.
You know you can just call me Harry,” the boy smirks cheekily and I roll my eyes.
Harry is Gemma’s little brother and when I tell you he’s good looking it is acomplete understatement. He’s always been sort of cute, but lately he’s been looking more Greek god than bakery boy. He’s shot up, and is now taller than both of us, and he’s got the most gorgeous head of curls I’ve ever witnessed. Admittedly, lately I’ve been visiting the bakery for a bite to eat when I know he’s scheduled to work, hoping for a brief chat with him if it’s not too busy. I think he enjoys the company, because he works with a bunch of old ladies, and while I’m sure they’re perfectly sweet, they can’t be all that exciting when it comes to conversation for a teenage boy. I’ve got a glimpse or two of him when we’ve all went swimming, and aside from the obvious accumulation of his tattoo collection, his muscles have definitely grown, too, and it makes me wonder if he’s been working out. Asking him, though, seems a little on the borderline weird side, considering how he’s younger, and my best friend’s brother. It’s so cliché, I cringe at the thought of it.
“You scared the hell out of me,” I accuse him and his grin widens.
“I think hell is pretty much guaranteed in that dress,” I watch as his green eyes rake over my body, and immediately feel my cheeks redden.
“Very funny. You’re just jealous.”
“Of any man that gets his hands on you tonight? Got that right,” he winks and I try to let out an exasperated sigh, but that’s definitely not what it sounds like.
“I’ll make sure to find someone who puts you to shame. Shouldn’t be that hard,” I shoot back.
“Oh we’ll just see about that,” he replies huskily and I step into my shoes before slipping my way past him. I feel a small tap on my ass and I whirl around.
“Harry!” I feel my cheeks burn red and he grins, his lip between his teeth.
“Save your voice for later, sweetheart.” His eyes twinkle.
“Harry, I swear to God-“
“Is my brother being ridiculously annoying again?” Gemma emerges from her bedroom and gives Harry an accusing look. He simply grins and shakes his head. That little shit.
“I think (y/n) is just being a little too touchy,” he replies smugly, and I feel myself heat up at the double meaning of his words.
“I don’t think I’m touchy enough, actually,” I snap back.
“Me either,” he murmurs quietly and gives me a wink and I feel a warmth between my legs growing. Goddammit. This boy is going to be the death of me.
“C’mon, (y/n) let’s go,” Gemma grabs my arm and basically pulls me away, giving me little time to recover, leaving Harry wiggling his eyebrows at me as we leave.
“See you later ladies!” He calls out brazenly and I hear Gemma groan.
“God he’s such a brat. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s fine.” I shake my head. More than fine, actually, I think back to his hand on my ass, and wonder for a brief moment what else those hands could do. I shake the thought away quickly and resolve to enjoy my time at the club with Gemma.
While we do have fun, Gemma is gone by her sixth shot, while I’m still hungering for more. We end up dancing with a few cute University guys and I get the blonde one’s number, but then she’s hanging off my arm telling me she has to go to the bathroom. I sigh and follow her, taking another shot as I go. By the time we leave, I’m blasted and Gemma is threatening to puke all over the sidewalk, and thank God we don’t have that far to walk because by the time we make it back to her house she’s upchucking an array of colors and I put her to bed as quietly possible. Making my way home seems out of the question given my current state, so I decide to crash on their couch, knowing no one will mind.
I stumble my way to the kitchen to find myself a glass of water – and possibly a bowl for Gemma – and I’m started by a dark figure leaning against the counter.
“Back so soon?” Harry licks his lips.
“It’s three in the morning,” I roll my eyes. “Isn’t it passed your bedtime?”
“In case you haven’t noticed darling, I’m much more than a kid now.” He approaches me and I realize he’s in nothing but a pair of boxers, his practically naked body on full display. Something stirs inside me and I can’t control it.
Oh trust me, I’ve noticed, I think.
“Where are your parents?” I quickly counter.
“Gone, which is good considering Gemma’s state, yeah?” He chuckles and I shrug, knowing he’s right. “Where are you staying tonight?” He’s very close to me now, and I can smell his sweet breath, which seems like it’s intoxicating me more.
“Probably here,” I don’t lie. “But maybe I should leave…”
“Maybe you should stay,” he uses his hand to sweep my hair away from my neck, and leans down and plants a barely there kiss on my shoulder. I shudder.
“Stop that,” I hiss.
“Stop what?” He grins against my neck as he works his way up, until I feel his tongue emerge, causing me to gasp out loud. “You like that?” He murmurs and bites down, sucking gently.
“Since when did you become…experienced?” I manage to breathe out and he chuckles.
“Oh I’ve got much more than that up my sleeve my dear.” All at once, his hands grip my hips and lift me up on the countertop, spreading my legs, my skirt ultimately failing the test of not riding up on me. My exposed skin is cold, but not for long.
Harry’s hands work their way up my thighs, stroking the insides and causing the burning sensation that I felt earlier to return wholeheartedly. I moan softly at his touch and he grins, obviously pleased with himself. I feel his fingers stroke over the fabric of my panties I bite my lip to keep from being too loud. The anticipation is killing me.
“Harry,” I breathe.
“Yes, love?” He plants a feather light kiss behind my ear as he speaks.
“Hurry the fuck up.” He exhales a laugh and pulls my panties off. I kick them aside, and he spreads my legs further, leaving me exposed.
“Beautiful…” he whispers before dipping his head between my legs. I can’t help it – I moan loudly and grab a fistful of his hair. He licks my clit gently before sucking on it, causing my grip to tighten and to pull him closer. God, it feels good. Suddenly, I feel two fingers push inside me and I let out a cry, as Harry pumps in and out. I feel the familiarity of an orgasm approaching and I tell him so. He immediately stops and I groan in frustration.
“Harry!” I pout and he laughs.
“That was just the warm up,” he winks and I bite my lip, knowing what’s coming next. “But first, I wanna see you,” he slides my dress off of me, my arms up in the air to help him with the task, and he moans at the sight of me. “No bra? Very feisty Ms. (y/n) he teases.” He lowers his head to take a nipple in his mouth and I moan, clutching at his back. I feel his tip align with his entrance, but I stop him.
“Condom,” I say firmly.
“Where’s your wallet?” He smirks.
“It was in my dress.” He quickly searches the fabric and pulls a foiled packet out of my wallet once he recovers it. “Let me,” I roll it on him and he moans at the contact. I pump him a few good times and he throws his head back.
“Christ, (y/n) that feels good.”
“Now,” I whisper breathily. “Harry I need you now.” He complies instantly, sliding into me.
We both hiss at the pleasure, and he starts thrusting, slow at first, but faster as he gets into the pace. His teeth sink into my neck as he rocks back and forth, and I claw at his back, surely leaving my mark. It makes me even more turned on to know that when he wakes up, he’ll see the marks I left on him, but no one else will be able to. Our secret. Our dirty, dirty secret.
“Shit, I’m close.”
“Then do it,” I beg him, wanting to see him release, but he shakes his head.
“You first,” he slips his fingers between our bodies and starts working on my clit again, causing me to cry out in pleasure. Sure enough, within moments he’s got me writhing and calling out his name, while he follows shortly after, burying his face into my neck.
“That was…so good…” I finally say something, after several seconds of sweaty silence.
His hair is stuck to his forehead, and his breathing is still a bit labored, but he nods. “Told you I wasn’t just a kid.”
“I had no doubt about it,” I grin.
It was just after the last day of school and parties were being held almost every night. Everyone was excited for university and to just get away from high school. Personally, I was excited to explore the world.
My best friend Chelsea and I were getting ready for another party at Liam’s house. Liam was a good friend of mine. He’s a friend of my ex-boyfriend, Harry. When Harry and I went out, I got really close to Liam. He’s one of my best guy friends. After Harry and I broke up, Liam stayed my friend and helped me get through everything. That was all a year ago and I’m happy with my life now.
"(Y/N) are you almost ready? We need to leave soon before my parents get home and tell us we can’t go out anymore." Chelsea had mentioned when walking from her room to the bathroom.
"Yeah, just let me put my heels on and then we can go. You ready?" I asked.
"Done!" Chelsea yelled from the hall. We both left her house and walked the two blocks over to the party. The bass was pumping and there were people all over the front yard. This party was absolutely huge and literally everyone here.
"Let’s get a drink!" Chelsea yelled over the loud music. I nodded and we made our way over to the kitchen. On our way there, one of the guys at the party bumped into me and we both fell onto a couch.
"Hey! Get off of me!" I yelled and pushed the guy off. He fell to the floor and then tried to get up. As he was getting up, I got up and walked to the kitchen to see Chelsea already with a cup in her hand and talking to a guy.
"(Y/N)! Hey!" I looked to my right to see Liam making his way over to me. I smiled and gave him a huge hug. "Great that you made it! Want a drink?"
"Of course! Vodka and cola please." I said. Liam quickly made me my drink and then looked around. I took a sip of my drink when Liam turned back around and looked at me.
"So, how’s everything been? I know with exams and everything we haven’t hung out." He asked. I smiled and then looked up to him.
"Everything’s great. I came with Chels but, she kind of ditched me for them." I said pointing over to Chels who was now talking to at least four guys. Liam laughed at the sight he was looking at and then finished the drink in his hand.
I was looking around the kitchen and through the kitchen door that had a perfect view of the front door. When I looked at the front door, Harry walked in.
"Shit! Shit, shit, shit!" I mumbled turning around right away and trying to hide my face. Liam looked at me with a wired face and then turned around to see who I was hiding from. "Is he still there?" I asked him.
"Harry." I said blushing. I shouldn’t be blushing! Harry was my ex. We broke up a year ago. Why was I blushing?! It’s not like I still like him. I mean he is cute but we broke up. We’re not getting back together. This isn’t supposed to happen!
"He’s coming this way." Liam said.
"Fuck!" I mumbled quickly walking out of the kitchen, grabbing Chelsea’s arm as I passed. "Chels! He’s here. I can’t face him still sober." I said looking over her shoulder at Harry who was now talking to Liam.
"Calm down! Just go hang out with everyone else and drink your problems away!" Chelsea said. She pushed me towards the crowd of people in the living room and waved me off. I rolled my eyes and just walked through the living room trying to find the door to get some air. I finally made it outside and took in the cool summer air. There were a few people out on the porch just sitting and talking.
"Hey (Y/N)." I heard someone said next to me. I turned my head and saw Harry standing beside me. "How have you been?" He said smiling at me. I looked at him and stared at his face. He looked good. His hair was the usual messy mop on his head, his lips were so perfectly pink and his eyes were as green as ever.
"Hey." I simply said. "I’m good. How about you?" I asked. Even though Harry and I went to school together, we haven’t hung out or spoken since the break up.
"I’m good. You look…amazing." he said looking at me up and down. I blushed and took a sip of my drink. He was standing in front of me with his cup in one hand and his phone in the other.
"Thanks." I said. "You too." Harry smiled at me, all teeth showing. god how I’ve missed his beautiful smile.
"Hey (Y/N)! Come here!" Chelsea screamed over the music. I looked through the window and saw she was waving me over. I rolled my eyes and excused myself from my conversation with Harry. As I walked through the crowed and over to Chelsea, I looked back and Harry who was standing in the doorway. He was looking back at me and gave me a small smile. I turned back around and saw Chelsea playing beer pong with some kids.
"Do you need a new partner since you’re losing?" I asked her. Chelsea smiled and have me a ping pong ball. I tossed it and got one in the cup. We played for a while until I started to feel the buzz.
"Alright, I need a break!" Chelsea said walking to the couch. I walked over to her handing her another cup full of beer and sat down next to her. I scanned the room of people and my eyes fell on that head full of brown curls. Harry was standing with his friends on the other side of the room by the staircase. He was sipping his drink and laughing at what Niall and Louis had done.
"I’ll be right back." I said to Chelsea. She nodded and started speaking to the girls next to her. I walked into the kitchen, took a bottle of tequila and walked back into the living room. "Who wants to do body shots?" I yelled out. Niall, Louis and Zayn all walked over to me while Harry just watched us. I did a few body shots off of Niall, Louis and Zayn and then I got on the table and it was someone else’s turn to do a body shot. I waited with the lime in my mouth as someone poured tequila on my stomach and placed some salt on my hip. I felt the tongue of the guy lick up the salt, drink the tequila and then take the lime from my mouth. I looked up and saw Harry with the lime in his mouth.
"My turn." He smiled at me. I rolled my eyes at him and got off the table and walked back into the kitchen. "(Y/N) come back." He said. I took a few shots of vodka and then went back to Harry. I grabbed his shirt and kissed him. This was the first time in a year that we have kissed. Oh how I missed his lips on mine.
We parted lips and Harry just stared at me. Then after a second of looking at me, he grabbed my hand and walked up the stairs to the nearest bedroom that was free. Once Harry closed the door behind me, he kissed me long and hard. When he pulled away, he leaned in close and put his lips next to my ear.
"Undress and sit on the bed. I’m going to be right back." Harry opened the door and then closed it behind him. I quickly undressed myself except my bra and panties and waited for him to get back. A few minutes later, Harry opened the door and saw me standing in only my bra and panties. "You’re so hot." He mumbled to himself.
Harry quickly pushed me onto the bed and started to feel me up. His big hands were grabbing my boobs and his lips were kissing my neck. I was grabbing his hair and pulling him closer. I missed his touch and his quick kisses. Harry kissed his way down my torso to right above my pantie line. He hooked his fingers onto the sides of my panties and dragged them down. His lips were hovering over my wet pussy, teasing me a bit with his fingers circling my clit. He looked up at me and started to lick me up and down. I moaned from his warm tongue playing with my clit. His long fingers were quickly forced into me and started to curl. The tips of his two fingers were hitting my spot just the right way. I was a moaning mess and my hips kept jolting up that Harry had to put his forearm on my stomach. I was so close to cumming and then Harry pulled his fingers out and detached his lips from me.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Styles?!" I screamed at him. Harry laughed and shrugged his shoulders. I grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him onto his back. "Unbuckle your pants." I said. Harry quickly did what I said and I quickly took his cock out of his pants. His cock was extremely hard and his veins were pulsing. There was a bit of pre cum on the tip so I leaned in and lightly licked the tip with my tongue. Harry hissed at the slight warmth from my tongue.
"Come on (Y/N). Just suck it already." I smiled at his words and took his whole cock in. I quickly deep throated him and started to hollow out my cheeks. I looked up at Harry and his head was back. I felt his cock twitch in my mouth so I pulled away from him. Harry’s head shot up and looked at me.
"Since I didn’t finish, you don’t get to either." I said smiling a bit. Harry pinned me down on my back and held my hands above my head with one of his hands. With the other he spread my legs apart and thrusted into me. "Fuck!" I yelled out in pleasure. I totally forgot how big Harry’s cock was.
"God damn you’re so tight. When was the last time you fucked someone?" Harry asked still thrusting into me.
"Since before we broke up." I managed to moan out. Harry kissed me as he kept thrusting. His hand went down to my clit and started rubbing as fast as he could. "Fuck I’m close. I’m so fucking close." I moaned.
"Me too, love." Harry moaned. Harry kept thrusting into me and kept rubbing my clit. A few more thrusts and I came. A few seconds after I came, Harry did as well. Harry pulled out and rolled onto his back. I was laying there looking at the ceiling until Harry pulled me onto his chest.
"(Y/N). I just want you to know that ever since we broke up, I couldn’t stop thinking about you." He whispered while rubbing my back. I laid there in his arms and thought for a moment before saying something.
"If you kept thinking about me, why didn’t you ever come back?" I asked him.
"Because you told me that you never wanted to speak to me again because that would make you the happiest person in the world." Harry said. He stopped rubbing my back and then kissed my forehead. "I just wanted to make you happy. My sweetheart deserves to be happy." I looked up to him and kissed his lips gently.
"I love you." I whispered before kissing him once more.
Haven’t written in a really long time. Sorry if it’s so long!
The music was blasting in the background, people were talking, and the room was full. I was sitting next to my best friend, Harry. Yes Harry from One Direction. On the other side of me was Niall, and the rest of the boys were spread around the table, along with their girlfriends. We were sitting at a table, at the after party there was thrown after the Brit Awards. I have known Harry for over 7 years now, and I’m so proud of him. I got along with the boys and their girlfriends, so it wasn’t awkward at all, being here. We all were a little drunk, some more than others. Harry on the other hand, was more sober than the rest of us. I didn’t know why he wasn’t drinking as much as he used to, maybe he just wanted to make sure we all were okay, since that used to be Liam’s job, and Liam was the drunkest of us.
I leaned against him, and he sent me a smile, placing his arm around my waist and pulling me closer. I hided my face in his neck, and took in his scent. I smiles against him, and he held me closer. I started to leave small kisses all over his neck, and I could feel him getting tense, so I placed my hand on his leg, but that didn’t seem to work. I had always had a little crush on Harry. Okay, not a little, but a big one, I was in love with him. Maybe I could make some fun out of this..
I ran my hand up and down his leg, getting closer and closer to his member. I could hear his breath getting faster, and could feel it with his pulse. I was turning him on. I sucked a little mark on his neck, and blew cold air on it. Harry let out a groan, and I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Harry took my hand in his, stopping me for going any higher. Then he looked at me, his eyes was darker than normal, he looked pissed, but turned on. He leaned in and groaned in my ear.
“You’ll get punished for teasing me like this, Y/N. Go to the car. Now.” I gasped but did what I got told, I said my goodbyes to the boys and the girls, and made my way out of the building, with Harry right behind me. He walked up beside me, and grabbed my ass, I looked at him choked, but then bit my lip, because, damn. He took my hand and walked to the car, opening the door for me.
“Get in. Fast.” I got in and took on my seatbelt, as Harry got in on the other side. I could feel the sexual tension, and I couldn’t wait for getting back to Harrys place. Harry placed his hand on my leg, as he started to drive. His was going higher and higher and then reached under my dress. I bit down on my lip as Harry ran his finger over my panties. I looked over at him, and looked at him begging. He just sent me a smirk, and a second later his hand was in my panties. His finger found my clit, and I let out a sigh, finally getting some action. I spread my legs more for him, and this gave him the possibility to run his finger over my slit. I let out a quiet moan, and took a hold of his hand, as he entered a finger. I throw my head back and moaned. His finger moved in and out of me in a slow movement. My chest moved up and down faster than normal. I closed my eyes tightly, and I could feel I was getting closer. Harry could feel it too, so he moved his finger faster in me. I let out a whimper and opened my eyes and looked at him. He nodded his head, telling me to let go, and I did as told. I came all over his finger, with a loud moan. He pulled out his finger and he pulled down my dress again, and then took his finger to his mouth, while looking at me. I moan at the sight of him, sucking of my juice.
The second Harry turned off his car; he was out and opening my door. He pulled me out of the car, and towards the door of his house. Harry unlocked the door and pulled me inside. He slammed me against the wall and closed to door with his food, while he kissed down my neck. I moaned and pulled him closer to him. He placed his hands on my bum, asking me to jump, which I did. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, bringing us closer to each other. Harry moaned at the contact between our lower parts. He kissed up my neck and moved to my lips. For the first time ever, our lips touched. No matter how cliché it sounds, I had fireworks in my stomach.
Harry started to walk towards the bedroom, his lips still on mine. I got placed on the bed, with Harry between my legs. I ran my hands through his hair, and he let out a moan.
Minutes after, we were only in our undergrads. Harry kissed down my stomach to the top of my panties. He pulled them down with his teeth, and I couldn’t help but let out a giggle. Harry smiled up at me, and spread my legs. He kissed up my leg, and reached my most private area. He gave my clit a few pecks, and then ran his tongue over my slit. I throw my head back, and pulled at his hair. He moved his tongue in and out of me, and I could stop the sounds coming out of my mouth. The next thing I knew, I came all over this tongue. Harry licked up everything; then came up and kissed me. There was still no words spoken between us, there haven’t been the need to it. Harry was the first one to break the silence.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Y/N? We don’t have to..” He looked me in the eyes, and I could help but smile.
“I want to, Harry.” He nodded and went over to grab a condom in the drawer by the nightstand. He pulled off his boxers and rolled on the condom. He lined his penis by my entrance. He looked at me, with love in his eyes.
“Are you about this, baby? Everything will chance after this..” I nodded and told him, that’s what I wanted. He gave me the last nod, and slammed into me. I pulled at his hair, and let out a scream. He was big, bigger than anyone I had ever been with.
“Gosh, you are s-so tight!” Harry moaned out, and moved in and out of me faster. I moaned in agreement, lost for words. He filled me so good. His eyes were closed; sweat was forming on his forehead. He was beautiful.
“I-I love you, Harry!” I moaned out and throw my head back, as he hit my g-spot.
“I love you too, Y/N. So fucking much…”
It felt like hours had past, Harrys thrusts were getting sloppier and I could feel a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach; we were close.
“Let go baby.” He said to me, and I did. I came all over his member, and moaned out his name. A few thrusts later, Harry came in the condom, groaning my name, and I had never heard anything sexier.
Harry had collapsed on top of me, and we stayed like this for a few minutes, until he rolled off me, and went to the bathroom to get the condom of.
While he was gone, I was thinking about what had happened. I couldn’t help but let out a giggle; I should drink more often