"Hey." I dryly whisper caressing his cheeks with my index finger. I've slept good after my nightmare.
"Hey." He responds and I smile, I love waking up in his arms, I love when he is the first and the last thing I see and feel and hear.
We share stares and I giggle as I could look at him for days.
"Funny?" He smiles.
"Yes," I giggle back.
"Why the necklace?" He asks holding the necklace I got from my father and sister around his index finger.
"I got it from my step father and Tessa." I whisper looking at it, I haven't took it off since I got it. I'd like to keep it that way.
"Zayn's father?" He suddenly asks many questions but I'd like him to go on.
"Yes, he's my step father but I call him dad, he is my dad. My biological father left when I was three years old." I say thinking about my dad.
"My mother died two years ago, I was seventeen." I whisper but I manage to don't feel uncomfortable, I feel good telling Harry these personal things.
"Sorry." He responds and I weakly smile.
"It's alright."
"Can I play some music again?" I smile as I lean my upper body on my elbows ready to leave the bed.
"Sure." He sighs laughing and I jump off the bed walking to the music in only my new bought plane black panty and Harry's black shirt.
"Damn." He curses and I ignore his comment even though I love how he reacts to my body.
"Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley." I inform and he moves his body further under the blankets exhaling. I giggle and take out the radio, I press the play button and jump back in bed laying on my stomach with my head cupped in my hands looking at Harry's face half under the blankets.
"I'm gonna get dressed and get us some breakfast, you stay here." I say smiling waiting for his reaction.
"No you don't!" He mutters and I giggle.
"Yes, I am." I speak biting my lip not to smile and I step off the bed getting my bras from under the couch.
"Are you gonna put them on?" He asks smiling.
"Why?" I smile bright.
"Which one?" He smiles bright just as me.
"I don't know." I mutter looking at the 3 different ones on the floor.
"Give me." He points his arms out and I smile throwing them at him as I gather my jeans.
"Hmm." I hear him deciding and I smirk at the him being serious about it.
"I've made my decision!" He throws the black lace bra with the sides made of lace with small pink roses on them to me and I look frightened at them because I know it's the push-up one.
"That's exactly why." He says as he basically reads my thoughts.
"You're and idiot." I grin and he softly laughs. I unclamps the bra so I can immediately put it on.
"You're not going to turn the light off again are you?" He questions looking at me.
"I ju-"
"Emma!" He shouts and I laugh turing around and pull of his t-shirt so he'll only see my back.
"Fucking Eleanor," he mutters and jumps off the bed running to me as I'm only wearing my panties. I yelp when he roughly turns me around and I directly cover myself up. He presses his lips agains mine taking my arms off place. He slightly places me on the dresser not losing contact between our lips. The flames are spreading through my body and I remember better than ever why I started loving this man.
"Don't ever cover up, not for me." He whispers through the rough kisses and I nod yes looking him straight in his eyes.
"Now get your damn breakfast." He mutters smiling and I laugh at his complain.
"I will." I speak and he sighs laughing walking back to the bed getting his new bought phone.
I put on my clothes and leave the room in my jeans and a soft pink Adidas sweater after hearing another complain of Harry.
I walk through the empty hallway and try to stop this stupid grin on my face, it's there and it won't leave.
"Emma, right?" A male voice stops me and I turn around to see 2 men sitting on the old couches reminding me there are more people living in this house.
"Harry has told us a lot about you." He says and I feel a smile appear on my face as I hear his words. Harry told his friends about me?
"We've heard a lot of you too." He says and looks at me with a mean smirk.
"Ahh Harry, ahh!" He imitates me and I freeze, he heard us, he heard me, when Harry and I were, how did I not think of that?
"Emma? What are you doing?" Harry walks down the stairs and I'm glad he is. I am truly ashamed and my expression tells.
"Murphy what the fuck did you say to her?!" Harry angry speaks and I want to step out of this situation as soon as possible,
"Harry," I pull his arm hoping he'll leave but he pulls back.
"What did he do Emma?" He turns around and he looks angry.
"Nothing, it's fine, let's go." I plea but he doesn't take it.
"Someone is moody, fucking hell." The man says and it doesn't help Harry's temper. He walks straight to him pulling him up by his collar holding him on his toe and I'm frightened by it.
"The fuck did you say to her Murphy?!" He angry asks and the man looks like he's getting scared,
"Fuck, I fucking pestered her a bit okay?! Get the fuck over it!"
"Well don't ever do that shit again, got it?!" He threatens and when the man nods he let's go of him and walks back to me.
"Harry," I place my hand on his cheeks and it stops his movements.
"I'm coming with you Emma." He speaks and I am fine that he does.
"Okay," I say and I follow him out of the door.
"I'm sorry Harry."
"Don't be."
"But-"
"I need to get my own place, these guys aren't even my friends, don't blame yourself for what happened." He says still not in the mood he was in half an hour ago.
..
"No you shouldn't buy that one, this one," I reach for a cheaper cardboard tray of eggs,
"Here you have eight for 1,50 and this one is five for 1,20, this one is cheaper." I explain and notice Harry smirking at my explanation.
"What? It's smart." I defend myself.
"It is." He sarcastically remarks and I scoff at him rolling my eyes.
"I'd rather just go to Pop's Emma." He mutters placing his hand on my back.
"Me too actually." I admit and he laughs.
"Let's go." He says and I laugh as he just places the shopping basket on the floor and takes my hand to walk out of the store.
..
"You said you wanted to move out, right?" I start the conversation as soon as we sit at our usual place.
"Yea, I've been looking around for some places." He says smiling at the thought.
"I would like it if you had your own place." I say looking down at the table.
"Yea? And why is that?" He smirks.
"Just, more privacy." I say and he laughs, he knows what I mean...
"And. No that's pretty much it." I laugh as I can't come up with another reason.
"You wanna tell me about your dream?" He asks carefully and I feel like I have to tell him.
"Yes, but, It didn't mean anything, or I mean-"
"Just tell me Emma, I won't get mad." He assures and I sigh as I know I'm just overreacting.
"We were fighting. You said we didn't belong together and that we had to give up on, us." I explain and Harry seems not to be surprised.
"It was a dream. Just that. Nothing more. Never reality." He says and I shyly smile as I know he's right.
"I know." I say and we get our lunch served on the table by a way too skinny woman.
"Please don't look so jealous Eleanora." He notes me and I look away from the girl,
"I'm not." I am.
"You are so much hotter than those walking bones." He says and I giggle at his phrase.
"Thank you." I smile.
..
"Why not?" I ask Harry. Taylor has joined us and said there'll be another party at some other frat house a mile or so away from campus. Harry told me he doesn't want to come, I'd like to go with him, it won't be like a date but it could be fun, I think.
"We're not going to a party Emma." He sates and it kind of pisses me off.
"We should, it'd be fun!" I tell him and he sighs.
"I fully agree with that." Taylor speaks and I smile at her comment.
"Fuck, when?" He asks and I'm happy he's going.
"Tonight." Taylor said and I look at her surprised.
"Tonight?"
"Yes."
..
"What will you wear?" I ask Harry as we sit against the familiar tree looking at the beautiful clear water.
"This." He simply says making me chuckle.
"I will wear the white dress again I think." I say, I am very happy I get to wear that dress again, I feel so good in it.
"You will?" He asks turning his face to me again and tangling his fingers around mine.
"You don't like it?" I ask unsure what he meant. Last time I wore it he complimented me for it so I'm surprised by him saying this..
"Fuck yes, I love that dress. That's the problem. How will I have a proper night if I can't stop thinking about all the dirty fucking thing-" I covers mouth with both my hands and smile at his words.
"Sadly for you, I will wear that dress." I speak and let go of his mouth.
"We'll have to go soon though, I'll drive us, I don't want Taylor or anyone else coming with us." He says and I decide to just let it. Secretly I want to go with Harry only too.
"Should we go back?" I ask him and he nods yes.
..
"What time is it?" I question Harry as we're back in his room.
"Nine." He mutters simply and I nod, we'll have to go soon.
"I'm excited." I say hugging his back hoping his mood will get better.
"Are you, huh?" He mutters and I smile in his shoulder leaving with a soft kiss.
"I'm gonna get dressed." I say searching my bag for the dress I have been waiting for to wear.
I walk to the corner of the room and quickly pull my jeans off my legs and my sweater over my head letting me stand in only my bra and panties. Surprisingly Harry isn't teasing or staring which makes me realize how much I like it when he does that.
I step in the dress and take the plane black tights out of the bag too and pull them around my legs. Harry is now staring and I smile at him.
"Give me five minutes, that's all it'll take." He says pulling me on the bed as he climbs on me. His fingers trail up to the inside of my hips making me blush.
"Bu-"
"Five minutes." He smirks. His body inches away from mine and his eyes pointing to mine.
"Please." I smile and he directly moves my body to the bed end, my legs half falling off the bed and the rest of my body laying on the bed reacting to his warm touch. He sits behind the bed in between my legs and in one swift move my tights and panties are pulled down my open legs. He uppers the skirt of the dress over my hips exposing my stomach and below.
"Hmm."
"Always so ready." He mutters and smiles to me.
He looks at me for a second but immediately get's back to under my stomach. I gasp as I feel his thumb slowly pressing against my skin, moving in small circles. After seconds he uses his tongue on that overly sensitive spot making me close my eyes and breathe heavily.
"So good." He whispers while fasten the movements. I feel the pleasure in my stomach begin to spread and when his finger enters me the feeling is taking over my whole body.
"Ah Harry!" I moan his name and his pumps go faster and deeper. The pleasure in my stomach is getting intense and my moans get louder.
"How close are you darling?." He groans against my skin.
"Very." I moan deep and he grins.
I screw my eyes shut and bury my head in the pillows gripping the blankets with my fist. My vision blurs and I suck a long breath as I experience a exquisite feeling Harry gave me.
"Told you, only five minutes." He whispers against my neck and I grin.
"We have to go." I ruin the moment and Harry places his head above mine looking at me with a adorable grin on his face.
"I can feel your manhood against my stomach Harry." I laugh as I feel the bulge growing in his pants on my stomach.
"You just look so sexy babe." He smiles.
"You do too." I smile kissing his swollen lips.
"Let's go." I whisper and move away from under his body. I adjust my dress and pull the briefs and tights back on my body flushing of the past events.
..
*We're here, where are you?* I text Taylor still sitting in his car on the parking lot looking at the full house.
"We can still leave." Harry breathes and I nod '"no" smiling.
"It'll be fun!" I'm excited, the last party was great, I met Harry first there, well met, saw.
*I'll be outside.* Taylor simply responds and I turn off the screen and walk out of the car with Harry holding my hand.
"Emms!" I hear her approaching me, she has trouble walking in a straight line but it looks kinda cute. She's wearing a short tight navi blue dress, it looks good on her but it still is too exposing to me.
"Hey!" I lay my hand around her neck and Harry walks next to me as we enter the house. I immediately feel several eyes on me, Harry is scanning the room and holds my body close to his as he notes the drunk men looking at me.
"Emms!" I hear the voice coming from behind me and I turn around to see Louis coming at us, waisted.
"The fuck?" He asks looking dizzy at Harry and I.
"You're drunk." I giggle at him and he looks confused at me.
"Maybe." He smirks and I laugh.
"Come." He says pulling me by my arm to the other room. Harry keeps looking at his hand holding my wrist, he doesn't enjoy it, at all, but he's controlling himself. And he is still only inches away.
"Emma Malik is here everybody!" Louis yells standing in front of the group on the couches. Niall, and a girl and two boys I don't know sit there. Taylor and Louis take place on the empty couch and Harry and I sit on the smaller one. The four couches form a circle and everyone in it seems to be looking at me and Harry.
"See you found another virgin Harry." The brunette mutters looking lazy at us. I blush of her words and Harry seems to be furious.
"Shut the fuck up Lucy." He tries not to yell and I love him for it. I don't want to cause a scene.
"We can go upstairs if you want to." Harry looks at me and I smile at him but before I can speak Taylor interrupts me,
"No!" She points at me, she's waisted. I smile at Harry and he sighs.
"I know what we're gonna do! Spin the bottle!" Taylor announces and I flush as I think I know what that game is.
"We're not playing." Harry says and the brunette sits leaning forward looking directly at us.
"She goes first." She says and moves to the bottle. Harry looks angry at her and moves me closer to him, he's not saying anything but that'll change as soon as the bottle is moving.
She spins the bottle and it's going fast moving in circles, it starts slowing down and I start to breathe heavily. All the eyes are on the bottle and when it stops and it points at my best friend I look at her and she runs to me sitting next to me connecting her lips with mine.
She doesn't kiss me long but rough and I seem to keep smiling through them. Harry's hand is still surrounding my waist but he's glad that the bottle wasn't pointing at a male. Taylor and I kissing seem to be okay for him and I find it nothing but funny.
"You're a fucking amazing kisser!" Taylor concludes laying her legs on mine and Harry's lap and her body leaning on the couch end.
I smile at Harry kissing his lips softly.
"I'm so hard Emma." He whispers in my ears and I flush at his words. He found Taylor kissing me, hot?
"That was so hot." He adds and I smile at him as I'm happy his mood has changed.
"Now I really want to go upstairs." He groans no longer wanting privacy and I try to ignore all the eyes at me. I nod at Harry and he stands up without paying attention to the group. I follow him holding his hands and wave a fast goodbye to Niall, Louis and Taylor.
We rush upstairs and it seems like Harry knows this place as he directly walks to the third door. It is a way smaller and dirtier room than his at the frat house but it still looks good.
We walk inside and he directly grabs my hips moving me closer to him. He connects our lips and tongues and my arms surround his neck. He walks me to the dresser and places me on it. He stands in between my legs and his chest touching mine, giving me that familiar electricity.
"Jesus christ Emma." He groans moving his hands to my hips. Moans escaping our mouths and his breaths on my skin.
"Only you, I only want you." He says and I love him so much for the words. I know he's in a horny mood and that's probably why he said it but I love him so much for it.
"Wise men say," he whispers against my throat leaving kisses,
"only fools rush in." He adds and before continues I interrupt,
"but I can't help falling in love with you."
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