Chances || H.S.

16 | Perfection

Harry:

"Harry, this room is really nice."

She speaks up from her spot in front of the glass. I am sitting on the edge of the bed with my elbows resting on my knees and watching her as she looks at the view. When we walked in just a few minutes ago, she immediately dropped my hand and went straight to the floor to ceiling windows.

"It is, yeah," I say agreeing with her. She turns her head to look back at me and her chin rests on her shoulder. A smile plays at her lips as she motions her head for me to come over to her. I get up from my spot and cross the space between us to stand behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, holding her to me.

She sighs as I rest my head on her shoulder and turn to look at her side profile.

"Whatcha' thinkin' bout in there?" I ask her, whispering the words even though we are the only two here.

"You," she replies quickly.

"Me?" This earns a laugh from her that I feel against my chest, so I pull her to me just a bit tighter. She rests her hands on top of my arms that are folded against her waist and relaxes into me much like she did at the airport.

"Shut up," she says as she side-eyes me. We have yet to kiss and if I don't kiss her soon, I think I might die. But there's a small part of me that wants to see how long we can keep this up and who will break first.

Instead, I lean in and plant a kiss on the side of her neck. I hear her breathing change a bit as I keep planting small kisses on her neck, trailing them up to her jaw until my lips are next to her ear. Her head is tilted away from my face to give me more access to her skin.

"Do you really want me to shut up?" I speak quietly before I let my tongue briefly lick the shell of her ear. I hear a small moan come from the back of her throat but she doesn't reply to me.

"Hmm?" Trailing my nose back along her jaw, I can see her eyes are closed as her head is resting on my left shoulder. Her breathing is low and even almost like she's having to force herself to try and breathe normally. I can feel the blood rushing to my dick with all the thoughts running through my head and if I am gonna stick with my plan, I have to pull away now before I throw her on the bed.

"Mhm," is all she says as I place a kiss on her cheek and squeeze her one last time before I drop my arms from around her. I hear her whine when I back away and cross the room to walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me, effectively putting space between us for a moment.

"Get a grip," I whisper to myself as I lean against the bathroom sink, staring at my reflection.

"Really?" I hear her say as the bed makes a noise indicating that she has more than likely fallen onto it, and once I finish throwing cold water on my face to try and help calm me down, I move to join her out in the room. When I open the door, her head turns to me, watching me as I casually lean against the frame.

"Are you trying to play some sort of game?" She questions me, her eyes shamelessly raking down my body.

"What do you mean?" I feign innocence, just because I know it annoys her, and cross my arms across my chest.

"Two can play this game, Styles." She moves to sit up a bit on the made bed. I can't believe that I get to hold her in my arms tonight as we fall asleep. It really hasn't set in that her being here means we get to do things like that and not have to fall asleep together on a video call.

"Maybe I should book another room." She suggests, taking her eyes off of me and looking back towards the window.

I push myself out of the doorway and move to the end of the bed. Placing a knee onto the mattress, I reach out towards her to grab her bare ankle and pull her towards me.