Sweet Angel

Chapter 13.

My eyes widen at Harry's hand slamming mine against the bed. I could tell he noticed by loosening his grip.

"I can make you forget." Harry said his fingers playing with the ends of my hair.

I was already lost in the moment as we both were here, shirtless in front of each other. I've only been intimate with one person but I've never had sex. I've done just the basics, kissing and a handjob.

"I'll never forget." I whispered, knowing I have a permanent scar to remind me everyday.

"Maybe I can't make you forget all together but I can make you feel good baby girl. I can make you feel so good you'll forget in that moment." He breathed out, his breath had a minty scent to it.

"Give yourself to me Angel." His lips trailing down my neck. His chest laying on mine, our naked skin touching each other. I felt my chest rising, going up and down with every breath I took.

"I can feel your pulse spike every time I plant a kiss on your soft skin." He was right. I could feel my pulse beating, a thumping feeling.

"Your legs weaken just by a simple touch, imagine the things I can do to you Angel." My mind was filled with all kinds of dirty thoughts. Harry was like candy, bad for me, something I can see myself getting addicted to if I gave in. But maybe that's what I needed, an addiction. Something to block the pain in my head. All Harry would be is an escape nothing more, that's what I told myself.

"Okay." Was all I was able to say. It was so quiet I didn't even think he heard me, but he did as a huge smirk covered his face.

I watched him get off the bed grabbing our shirts off the floor tossing it over his head. He motioned for me to lift my arms up, sliding my shirt onto my body, creating warmth. I was confused as I just agreed to give myself to him. Was that not what he meant.

"It's late, you need to rest, tomorrow is a big day for us." He smiled fixing his hair.

"What's tomorrow?" My eyebrow slightly raised.

"Sweet Angel, you have no idea what you gotten yourself into." He chuckled tapping his finger onto the bridge of nose. He leaned down his eyes meeting my level.

"Your all mine now." He winked before heading over to turn the light off. I was too tired to comprehend what he meant. I laid down on the soft sheet closing my eyes before sleep took over me.

I woke up to the sun beaming through the blinds. Groaning because the lack of sleep. I opened my eyes noticing I was in the room alone. Harry no where to be seen. I stretched my arms out cracking my back. The smell of food filled my nose as loud laughter came from downstairs.

I walked down the long staircase the laughter getting closer. I saw Harry sitting in the living room on his phone paying no mind to the noise in the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen I saw Evie and Niall completely covered in flour, the kitchen a huge mess.

"Goodmorning sunshine!" Evie yelled as Niall flipped the pancakes on the stove.

"Morning." I mumbled. I was not a morning person, especially at 9 in the morning.

I took a seat at the island resting my head on the table groaning.

"Rough night?" Niall asked pointing at the small hickey planted on my neck. I gasped covering it before Evie had the chance to notice.

"No, I just couldn't sleep. The bed wasn't comfy." I lied.

I heard Harry come into the kitchen taking a seat down at the table grabbing a plate full of just bacon.