Mine, Always

                                    

                                          
"I saw the way you were looking at him" Harry spoke, tone dark, as he  got into the car, hands gripping tight on the steering wheel, his jaw  clenched. It definitely wasn't the first thing you expected to hear from  him after you trip to the supermarket but who were you kidding? You've  known your boyfriend for long enough to know that he hates the thought  of you with anyone else, he wants you to be his. Always. 
                          
"Babe,  he's just a friend" you said, rolling your eyes as you bent over to put  on your seatbelt but were stopped by Harry manoeuvring his hand over so  that he could place a tight grip onto your wrist. The feeling of his  calloused hand clasped around your arm had butterflies doing all sorts  of flips in your stomach.
                          
"Yeah. A friend you used to fuck" Harry  growled, taking you aback as you didn't really expect him to remember  anything about Matt. You told him about the situation you had found  yourself in a few years back. "You know, I once heard friends with  benefits never work out. You end up falling for one another and I think I  saw it first hand today." He scoffed making you roll your eyes and tug  your arm away from his deathly grip, the action causing a growl to leave  Harry's mouth.
                          
"Are you fucking crazy Harry? We fucked for like a  week max and found out it weren't for us. Stop being your narcissistic  self and let's go home" you say, finally managing to do your seatbelt.  You could practically feel Harry's eyes staring into you and if you  weren't in the middle of an argument you would've pulled him into a  dirty passionate kiss.
                          
"Doesn't change that fact that you used to  fuck and now you're getting comfy with him" he argues back, deep down  Harry knew he was being a right little shit but he just couldn't help  it. He doesn't ever want to lose you, you mean way too much to him and  the engagement ring hidden in his underwear drawer at home shows just  how much. 
                          
"Yeah, when we were fuckin 19. Harry please I can't-"  before you could even finish the sentence, Harry's lips slam against  yours in a lustful rough kiss. As much as you wanted to continue the  conversation and set Harry straight you couldn't help but ease into the  kiss, kissing him back just as hard. 
                          
"You're" he spoke after  pulling back, then went in for another just as rough kiss "mine" with  every breath he took another word left his mouth effortlessly "always"  he ended, pulling back and then placing a soft kiss to your nose,  something that was a complete opposite to what he was doing just seconds  prior.
                          
"Harry, I know I'm yours and you're mine. Don't worry,  I'll alway be yours. I swear Matt means nothing to me anymore, I just  want you. All of you" you spoke, hands gripping his face softly, your  thumb slowly caressing his hot cheeks. 
                          
"If that's the case then  get into the back love. I'll show you just how much you're mine" Harry  smirked, his boyish antics making you giggle and swat at his chest  jokingly. 
                          
"We're in the parking lot of a supermarket, lover" you  said, voice small and sweet as you used the pet name you knew would  drive Harry insane for sure. 
                          
"S'never stopped us before" Harry  spoke, referring to the time you gave him head just outside Tesco in the  parking lot and your cheeks heated up as you swung open the door so you  could get into the back, leaving a very happy and cocky Harry in the  front.