I felt the plane land on the ground and I slowly jolted awake. Home already? The plane ride was relaxing. Sadly I was in first class again but then again I could have figured that. There was no way Harry was going to let me take anything else but first class. As we are let of the plane I can feel my excitement building to see Harry again. Yes we saw each other already but his absence still took a bit of a toll on me. I step out of the plane and I can see that Taylor is waiting for me with a car. What is he doing here?
“Mr. Horan…Nice to see you again” He smiles and I easily return his smile. I missed Taylor too. He’s a very sweet lad. He opens the car door for me and I shake my head.
“What about my bags…I didn’t even get a chance to step into the airport” I laugh.
“Bags have already been taken care of Mr. Horan” He states and I shake my head. Of course they have. I don’t believe I will ever get used to this kind of treatment. I step into the car and Taylor pushes the door shut. I look around the small car and sigh leaning back in the leather seats. It’s good to be back. I close my eyes and pray that Taylor drives as fast as he can.
Harry Styles awaits and I do not want to keep that man waiting.
Taylor insists on taking my bags inside and I huff knowing that this will not be a battle I will win. I step out of the garage and head towards the elevator. I’m so close to him I can feel my body radiating. I am unsure of what’s going on with me but the feeling has not left me since Harry had taken me gliding. My phone buzzes a few times and I quickly pick it up seeing that Zayn is calling me.
“Niall!” He shouts before I even get the chance to say something.
“Hi Zayn” I smile pressing the button in the elevator. The doors close and I slowly wrap my arms around myself.
“I was calling to tell you about the gallery thing I mentioned a few weeks ago”
“Oh yeah! Do you have a date set yet?” I lean back against the wall leaning my head back as well.
“Yes I did. It’s exactly a month from today. I promised that you would be the first to know and now you are” He laughs and I can tell how excited he is about this. Having a professional gallery show his work has always been a dream of Zayn’s and I am beyond happy that it is happening for him.
“Well I will be there then.”
“You can bring him…If you want to that is” I can hear the hostility in Zayn’s voice and I sigh. It’s obvious that Zayn doesn’t particularly enjoy Harry but he’s making an attempt.
“I will ask if he would like to accompany me, but Zayn I just got home and I have some unpacking to do. I will call you later…” The elevator doors open and I hear Zayn muttering his goodbye as I hang up the phone. I put my phone back in my pocket and step into the foyer hearing the sound of Harry’s voice. The simple sound is enough to cause me to break into a gigantic smile. I step into the living room seeing that Harry is facing away from me.
“No…I want all the answers you can get me now. I’m serious. I am expecting an email on the matter before midnight. At 12:01 someone in losing their job do you understand me?” I bite down on my lip. Dominant Harry is peaking out and I wonder how he greeting me could go. A possible visit to the Red Room would be nice. Harry runs his fingers through his hair as he ends the call and he turns around me. His eyes immediately light up as soon as his eyes land on me and he’s soon standing in front of me with his lips against mine. “Your back…”
“As expected” I chuckle against his lips and he nods running his fingers though my hair gently.
“I’m so glad your back…” His voice is laced with worry and I can only wonder what he could possibly be worrying about. My mind shifts to the two mysterious phone calls I have heard now and I think about what they could be about. “Is something going on?”
“Just a few issues with work is all. If you must know I work with idiots”
"Well...I do have something to ask you" I mutter hoping to change the topic.
"And what would you like to ask?" He cocks an eyebrow and I bite down on my lip. "Don't do that or you will be fucked properly before you can ask your question" Oh how I wish.
"Well Zayn has this gallery crawl in a month and I was hoping you would accompany me there.." I poke out my bottom lip and Harry chuckles.
"As if I could say no to that face" He sighs shaking his head and I place my lips to his yet again. His lips respond to mine quickly and he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me into him. He pulls back and presses his forehead against mine and I smile feeling our noses brush against each other. “Niall” He whispers. “What are you doing to me?”
“I could say the same to you” I whisper back and for a moment I feel that we are both lost within the room and each other. There’s nothing but the two of us. It’s quite comforting in a way. To be so lost within someone that everything around you disappears. Every distraction somehow misplaced in the state of nothingness. Before I can pull all my thoughts together I am swept off my feet and thrown over Harry shoulder. “Harry!” I scream “What on earth are you doing?!”
“I’m going to show you just how much I missed you Mr. Horan” He swats my behind and heads to the stairs. He carries me up the stairs and I expect him to take me into his room but he doesn’t. He takes me down the hall and grabs a key from his pocket. I know exactly where he’s taking me and I am beyond ready to take whatever he plans on giving me.
Harry places a blindfold over my eyes and I bite down on my lip. I know that we are both naked on this silk covered bed but that’s all I know. Harry has been very quiet his usual vulgar words absent from the current situation. I feel Harry’s hands press against my shoulder signaling for me to lay back on the bed.
I lie back and let my body relax into the bed underneath me. I feel the bed tilt and I can sense Harry on top of me. He places a set of headphones over my ears and the sudden noise catches me off guard. I listen closely and see that he is playing Beethoven- Moonlight Sonata. The music is very slow and calming. Considering my current situation it also adds a sense of pleasure coursing through me. I do my best to focus on the classical music playing in my ears but I soon feel Harry’s lips connect with the sole of my foot.
My toes curl as he slowly kisses up my foot, placing soft chaste kisses over each one of my toes. He soon lets go of my foot and does the same slow torture to the other. As much as I would love to listen to the wonderful works of Beethoven Harry’s soft lips placed against any part of my body is enough to distract me from anything.
Harry’s lips soon connect with my thigh and they glide up my inner thigh. I move my hands down to his hair and his hands quickly wrap around my wrists. “Perhaps we need to take out the cuffs yes?” I roll my eyes at him thankful that he can’t see me. The bed shifts and I can hear the sound of a drawer being open. Moments later Harry grabs hold of one of my wrists putting a cuff around it. He soon does the same with the other wrist and he places a kiss to my hand. I hear the sound of a foil packet being ripped open and I tilt my head back against the pillow under my head.
Harry’s body is soon on top of mine and he leans down placing sloppy wet kisses on the crook of my neck. I tilt my head to the side giving him more access to the skin he desires. The music is still flowing in my ears and I am utterly intoxicated by the man on top of me. I want him in any way I can get him. Anyway he is willing to give himself to me.
Harry shifts in between my legs and his lips move to my throat. I let out a soft gasp feeling his tip press against my entrance. I want to move my hands to the sheets in hopes of digging my nails into them but I am unable to do with the handcuffs around my wrists. Harry pushes himself deep inside me and I let out a loud moan my back arching off the bed. Harry pushes my body back down so that he can continue his assault on my neck. I shake my head trying to move my body once again. I want some form of friction between us but Harry pushes me down yet again.
His hips push against mine and he keeps his thrusts slow but each thrust is enough to make my body jolt up. I whine digging my nails into the palm of my hand. Harry grunts against my neck and I wrap my legs around his waist grateful that he hadn’t decided to cuff my legs to the bed as well. That would have been too much at once for me. I grind my hips up to meet Harry’s and he groans into my neck. “Oh Niall…”
His moans are nearly inaudible over the music but it’s still enough to leave me a whimpering mess under him. Harry’s thrusts pick up pace and soon I feel as if the bed is shaking beneath us. I am moaning and screaming and utterly spent. I know that my climax is nearing but I’m unsure that I want this feeling to ever leave me. Harry takes my earlobe between his teeth and tugs on it and I throw my head back detonating over us both.
Harry moans out my name yet again before reaching his climax soon after me. Just in time for the music to come to a halt but it starts to replay. The headphones are removed from over my ears, and the blindfold is taken off of my eyes and I am pleased that the first thing I see is Harry hovering over me.
“Hmm you missed me that much huh?” I mutter to Harry as he unlocks the cuffs letting my wrists fall free from them.
“I’m not sure I displayed it enough. Perhaps another round yes?” He teases and I shake my head.
“I’m having trouble keeping my eyes open as of now Mr. Styles, with another round I don’t believe I would wake up tomorrow” He chuckles and stands up from the bed. He grabs his sweats and slides them over his lower half before walking over to me. He lifts me from the bed grabbing the sheet from the bed wrapping it around me. He carries me out of the room and takes me to his room.
He lays me down on the bed and climbs in next to me. We share no words but I am comforted. I turn and lay on my side and Harry’s arm drapes protectively over me. He pulls me back into him and I smile hiding my face into the pillow.
“So you’ve considered more?” I whisper
“I never wanted more until I met you…” He whispers back and I close my eyes. God this man…The way he makes me feel…The things he says to me. The way he makes me feel both emotionally and physically. I will never understand how he manages to do it. “Now get some sleep” I nod and take his hand placing a swift kiss to it before falling asleep.
There is a soft sound of the piano being played and I am soon woken up. I sit up in bed and see that Harry is no longer in bed with me. I step out of the bed and grab a pair of sweat pants and a white t-shirt putting them on. I tip toe out of the room and go down the stairs very slowly noticing that it’s Harry sitting behind the piano. The song he is playing is soft and filled with despair and hurt. I step towards Harry and the playing stops. His eyes look up at me and he seems confused as to why I’m standing here.
“I heard you playing…That song is so sad…” I whisper leaning against the top of the piano.
“Most of the songs that I play are. They reflect a lot about me Mr. Horan” He looks down at the keys and I take a seat next to him.
“You’re sad?” I question
“No…But I am dark…and I am dangerous. If you haven’t noticed that yet Niall you are utterly clueless” He mutters more to himself than to me and I shake my head. No he is neither of those things.
“You aren’t dark…and you aren’t dangerous. Why on earth would you think that about yourself Harry”
“Niall it’s the truth…”
“No its-”
“Stop would you!” He shouts standing up from the seat making me freeze in place. “You don’t know anything about me Niall. Don’t sit here and pretend that you understand who I am. You never will understand me” He says through clenched teeth walking away from me.
“Because you refuse to let me! I could understand you Harry but you insist on pushing me back every time I try. Do you not want me to learn anything about you?” I take a step towards him and he looks down at his feet for a moment.
“I just don’t want you to run” Run? Where on earth would I run to? I go to place my hand on his chest and his voice stops me. "Don't" He murmurs, and then kisses me lightly.
"Why don't you like to be touched?" I whisper staring into his green eyes. I already know the answer but I wish he would speak to me now.
"Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up Niall" He shakes his head and steps away from me and goes to the window. He looks out for a moment and we stand there in silence. “You just don’t see it yet…”
“Show me then…” I whisper. “I want to see your very worst…If you insist that it’s so bad”
He turns to me quickly his eyes wild. “What?”
“I said that I want you to show me. I want to see”
He shakes his head. “Niall I don’t-”
I shake my head. I don’t want to hear his excuses. If he insists on pushing the fact that he is a such a bad guy he needs to show me so that I know exactly what I’m dealing with. He sees that I don’t plan on budging on the topic and lets out a small sigh. He nods and walks towards the stairs and I follow close behind him.
“I want you to lie across this” Harry instructs and I look over the small cushioned table in the middle of the red room. I look over at Harry as he looks over his “toys” along the wall obviously thinking about what he plans to use on me. While I stand there naked…watching him. He stops on one of the leather belts and picks it up. I gulp slightly and lay down on the soft table. I can hear Harry’s steps behind me and I tense a little. “I’m going to do this six times…and I want you to count” I nod slowly and I hear Harry take in a sharp breath before whacking the leather belt against the skin of my behind. I yelp and my eyes widen. “Count” He warns
“One…” I mutter. Another harsh slap is placed to my behind from the belt and I feel my heart begin to pick up. Dreading the four that I had left.
“Two…” I whisper even lower.
Slap
My eyes prick with tears and I do my best not to let my voice crack. “T..Three”
Slap
My hands form into fists as tears glide down my cheeks and I force my eyes closed. “Four…”
Slap
“Five…”
Slap
The last one was the worse. I could feel myself breaking down now. “S-Six…” I quickly stood up and wrapped my arms around myself. Harry looks shocked as he drops the belt down by his feet. “I-Is this what you want?” I cry looking over at Harry
“Niall I-”
“You will never do that to me again” I sniffle and he nods taking a step towards me and I step back. “Don’t you dare fucking touch me!” My words catch him off guard and I take the chance to run out of the room. I grab a robe on my way out and wrap it around myself going down to the guest room. I shut the door and throw myself onto the bed sobbing into my pillow. He was right. He is dangerous…He is dark…He wants to hurt me. That’s all he’s ever wanted.
From the day I walked into his office he imagined this. He wants to punish me. The thought only makes me sob harder and I know that if this carries on much longer I will make myself sick. I hear the sound of the door opening and I close my eyes trying to lower my sobs but it is no use.
The bed tilts and I shake my head knowing that Harry is now in the room with me. “Niall I’m sorry…I didn’t think this would go this far”
I hold onto the pillow under me and I soon come to realize one of the main reasons this is tearing me apart. “I’ve fallen in love with you” I cry. Harry doesn’t say anything for a moment but I then hear him sigh.
“You shouldn’t…It’s wrong to love me” His words nearly pull my heart out of my chest and I want to scream and yell but I don’t.
“I need you to leave” I whisper
He says nothing else but I feel him get off of the bed and exit the room. I look over my shoulder making sure that he’s gone before letting myself be consumed by my own tears yet again.
~*~
I slowly walk down the stairs now fully dressed seeing Harry sitting on the couch with his hands folders, his elbows resting on his knees. I place my lap top and the keys to the car on the table and he looks up at me. “What are you-”
“I’d like my car back…” I cut him off knowing that I am not stable enough to answer any questions that he may have for me. “These are all things that you purchased for me…I refuse to keep them. I will be sure to send the clothes back as well”
He shakes his head “Niall they’re yours…I’m not taking them back”
“Please don’t fight me on this...Just take them…”
He sighs before nodding. “Taylor sold you car…”
“Then I’d like the money he got for it”
He thinks for a moment. “I will have the money deposited into your account” I nod slowly before turning away from him. I sniffle running my hand over my eyes walking towards the elevator. I was a fool to think that something with Harry would ever last. We are too different and we come from two different worlds. I press the elevator door open and pray that it opens soon. Just as the doors open I hear footsteps behind me. I look over my shoulder seeing Harry coming towards me and I shake my head.
“Stop” He continues moving towards me. “No!” He halts completely his eyes wide and panicked. I step onto the elevator and they start to close.
“Niall…” He mutters
“Harry…” I whisper back just as the doors close.
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I will be doing the second book so don't worry. I don't know when I will have it up though. I hope you guys enjoyed book one.