The Concert [H.S]

Chapter 20

The last few day had been perfect. Harry had 3 weeks off before he had to return to LA for an interview. I shut the topic down anytime he brought it up. I knew I was in denial but I didn't want to think what was going to happen when Harry had to go. I knew he was only in Australia every few years and I knew I couldn't wait that long. I couldn't afford to fly to the other side of the world to see him. I can barely afford to get by as it is. Wait would he even want to see me? I thought to myself. Women.. and men literally throw themselves at him. Models, singers... I would never have a chance. I must've been in my thoughts for a while because I came back to reality when Harry said my name. "What are you thinking about love?" he looked over at me from the other side of my bedroom with a concerned expression on his face. I didn't say anything. Instead I put down the books I was packing, walked up to him, wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him as tight as I could. My head was tucked into his neck although I had to be on my tip toes to reach. "Han-baby, what's going on?" he mumbled as he lifted my chin up with his finger. "I don't want to be that clingy girl but I just don't know what I'll do when you leave," I said as my voice cracked. "You've just made the last few weeks so incredible and I am just so happy Harry, what am I going to do? I squeaked as I was basically crying at this point. "Darling, we still have 3 weeks before I leave, we will make the most of it I promise", he said. I knew I was in love with him. And I hated myself for it. I had only known him a little while and knew he couldn't possibly feel the same.

Harry and I had been together for the past 3 days... we were basically joint at the hip. He had been getting to know my mum a little better when she wasn't working. When he wasn't doing that, he was helping me pack for my big move on Saturday. We had been to a few low-key cafes the last few days. However, we were always accompanied by Harry's security  as no one really knew he was still in Sydney and Harry wanted to keep it that way. And to be honest, I loved it this way. I felt like we were in our own little bubble. Not really thinking about reality. I had even decided to take time off work while I packed and got ready to move in on the weekend. 

"Let's go out?" Harry said out of the blue. We had been packing for several hours. All that was left was my bigger furniture like my bed and bedside tables which we had to dissemble. We definitely made good progress today. "Hmm, I guess it depends... where do you want to go", I was flirting. Since starting the pill, I was able to track my cycle and I knew the reason why I was so horny today was that I was ovulating. "Hannah, are you flirting with me?" he said in a flirtatious tone.  "And what if I am?" I said as I unbuttoned my top. His eyes were very obviously set on my chest. I was standing about 3m away from him in a lacy black bra and a pair of little black shorts. Without hesitation, he walked up to me and pushed me up against the wall hard. He pressed his lips up against mine, how tongues intertwined. I moaned as his kissed trailed down to my neck. I knew my moans made Harry hard and no one was home so I made sure he could hear them. He sucked on my neck for a while, leaving a bruise. With all my force, I pushed Harry until the bed, where he ripped him shirt off so fast. He looked good. Really good. I knew what he wanted. And quite frankly, I wanted the same but I wanted to make him wait, I knew it would drive him crazy. So within a few seconds, I grabbed a shirt from a box and pulled it over body. "So, Harry... where was it you wanted to go?" I said as I opened the door. I looked back to see him in only boxes frowning, before walking out to the kitchen. 

I had been in the kitchen for about 10 minutes when Harry finally came up to me. He was dressed and looked frustrated. He came up behind me and pressed against the back of me. He placed his hands around my throat gently and turned my face. Making him wait was going to be more difficult than I thought. He whispered, "baby, you're going to pay for that cheeky little stunt, I can promise you that", in my ear. My body felt weak, he was still holding me against the kitchen bench. I felt my body drop as he walked to the fridge smirking. I let out a little gasp which made him smirk more. Fuck. 

"Han, let's go out and do some shopping for your apartment and then there's somewhere I want to take you tonight" he said after a few minutes. "Harry, people will see you" I said in a questioning tone. Instantly, he mumbled "And that baby is why we go in disguise" I laughed aloud for a while. He looked at me with a serious expression. Oh, he's serious. I guess we are dressing up. 

A/N

Long time, no chat. I'm so sorry its been ages. I was so unmotivated and had a little bit going on. I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and  Happy New Year. Little question out of curiosity, where is everyone from? As always, I will edit tomorrow. Talk soon xx