𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 ~ 𝘩𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳

episode 8: not a dream

Harry woke up, finding his self alone on a messy bedroom. He shook his head, wondering why he's here when Madelyn went out of the country. He then widened his eyes, realizing what he dreamt about.

He hid his head under the pillows, embarassed about the dream he had last night. Well, it was dirty.

"Look at that champ!" He yelled out in surprise in the hotel room. He licked his lips, looking down at a laughing Taylor who's drunk. He desperately pulled the zipper of her dress down, leaving her in her bra and bikini under him.

"So this is what the Bible has been talking about, heaven right?" He continued slurring out loud some words as he looked at her black lace bra, lust was filling him. She bit her lip, which Harry found aggravatingly hot.

Harry hurriedly rushed his hands to the bra's clasp, trying to take it off her. Her hands suddenly stopped him, she placed a finger on his mouth to shut him up.

He looked at her with disbelief making her smirk. She pushed him under her, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. As she finished, her eyes widened as she saw his shirtless body. She can feel him harden beneath her, staring with lust at her cleavage. It was clear he was starving to bite that lace bra out of her body.

Meanwhile, Harry planned out to put her under his body again. And so he did.

Taylor grunted as he pushed her down the matress, her nails digging Harry's skin as she tried to push him away. But, it didn't hurt because her nails were short.

He unclasped her black lace bra, revealing her beautiful breasts. He then slowly kissed her neck, down to the valley between her breasts until he reached her belly. He caressed it, closing his eyes as he pleasured himself. Taylor can feel herself become wet under the feel of Harry being hard.

He slowly pulled his self up, looking down the view of Taylor's naked figure. He licked his lips and clenched his jaw, fully aroused. She was fully aroused by his shirtless body too, entertained by his tattoos.

He laughed out like a devil, spanking her bum.

"This ain't heaven no more, this is what I call hell."

The sound of water running from the shower snapped him out of his thoughts, he got out from bed. He took a shirt off from the hangers, wearing a simple white one.

He slowly took steps to the restroom, nervous to know if its a random woman in the room or if its her.

He took a deep breath, his hands shaking from nervousness. "Shit, her husband will probably kill me if he knows." He mumbled, his footsteps were nearing the door.

He opened it, taking a peek. It's her. He gasped in surprise, making Taylor turn his head to him. Her eyebrows narrowed, giving him an intidimating gaze. She tilted her head, covering her naked body. "Fuck out!" She yelled, making Harry gasp.

He gulped, the image of her naked body stuck in his mind. He closed his eyes, walking to the bed. He let his body fall on the soft matress, burying his head on the white sheets. It smells like her.

He hurriedly walked away from it, not wanting to be reminded of what happened. It's normal for him to fuck women around, but there's something different about Taylor. It's not that she's young, but she gives him a different feeling.

He shook his thoughts, deciding to sit on a chair which faced the window outside. He opened the curtains, letting the sunlight reflect the room inside.

He watched the traffic outside, seeing many people walk around the streets. He still has the images of her naked body stained on his mind from last night. He shook off his head, burying his face in his hands.

He heard the floors creaking behind him, he saw Taylor in her bathrobe, still wet from the shower. He blushed, licking his lips. He looked down on the ground as she changed her clothes, tempted to see her but he kept his head down.

He looked at her when she finished, making her look at him too. Their gazes met, just for them to look away from each other after. Taylor bit her lip, remembering the memories from last night. She lied down on the bed, covering her face with her palms. She let out a sigh, making Harry look at her.

"I thought it was a dream." Harry destroyed the silence between them, watching the cars outside the window.

Taylor smirked, removing the palms covering her face. She walked near the window, already beside Harry. He looked at her, waiting to hear what she'll say.

"Am I too good to be true, Styles?" She said, caressing his shoulders. He leaned on the chair, relaxing as he closed his eyes feeling her touch. Seconds passed, he hasn't replied.

"Silence means yes." She said, walking away to turn the television on, watching TV. Harry sat silent on the chair, speechless as he blushed.

"Where should we go later?" Harry asked, cutting the thick tension arouns them. He crossed his arms, leaning on the wall as he looked at her.

"We?" Taylor asked, muting the television's audio.

"Yes."

"You're asking me out, aren't you?"

"Let's do it while we can while your grandpa isn't here yet." He laughed out, pulling her arms. He walked out the door, bringing her outside. The sunlight made Taylor squint her eyes, she turned her head around. Harry covered her with his coat as he blocked the light, making her laugh.

Harry opened the car door for her, letting her sit on the passenger seat. She smiled, waiting for Harry to sit beside her.

He turned on the radio, letting music occupy the space. He turned his head to Taylor, letting her look at his mesmerizing green orbs.

"This is gonna be a long day."