Angel (H.S AU)

Chapter Twenty-Five

Hiii, before you read this chapter just a warning - there is mature content!! So read at your own risk haha. And thankyou to my lovely friend Hannah for writing the ~ bed scene ;) ~ for this chapter. I am hopeless at that kind of stuff, so I roped someone else in to do it for me :P (If she ever decides to make a wattpad account I shall give you the link!!) Thanks for reading, please vote and comment! Xxx

- Alexa's P.O.V -

*Come to your front door.*

I smile at the text on my phone and go downstairs, opening the door. I am greeted by Harry, who I have not seen in over a month, and a massive bunch of roses. I instantly wrap my arms around him, more than happy to see him after what feels like so long. He looks great. He looks like he's actually been getting sleep, and as if he's happy for once. "I missed you so much." I say, taking the beautiful bunch of roses. "I missed you too." He says. We walk inside and I place the flowers in a vase. 

"How are you?" I ask him. "Better." I lean against the kitchen counter, and he walks over to me, pressing himself against me. "Are your parents home?" I smile, "Nope." He smirks, "Thank god." He brings his hands to my waist, "i've waited too long for you." He brings his lips to mine, kissing me roughly. He pulls away from the kiss and takes my hand, and runs to my room. As soon as we get to my room he pulls off his top and I do the same. Moments later we are on the bed, his body hovering over me. He slowly unhooks my bra, and kisses my neck. The feeling of being with Harry in this way was definitely worth the wait. Not breaking the contact of his lips on my neck, he pulls my shorts off, and I can feel the smirk on his lips. He moves his hand inside my underwear, massaging me slowly, causing me to moan. I reach my hands down to his jeans and unbotton them, and eventually with his help, get them off. I breathe heavily as he moves his body closer to mine and I feel him growing harder by the second. He moves his fingers inside me and I grip the bedsheets, moaning again. He smirks and brings lips to mine, kissing me slowly to match his movements. He eventually pulls of my underwear and also his own, and looks me in the eyes as if to ask for permission. I nod, unable to speak. He slips inside me and we both moan. "Fuck, I missed you." He says, and kisses me again, while continuing to move in and out of me. I wrap my arms around him, allowing him to go into me more deeply. He picks up the pace, pushing as far into me as possible and we both reach our climax. He lies down next to me, looking me in the eyes. "I love you." He says, through deep breaths. I smile, "I love you, Harry.

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 "I'm taking you to dinner tonight." Harry says, popping his head into the shower. I scream and cover myself with the shower curtain. "You couldn't wait to tell me?!" He smirks, "Nothing I haven't seen before." I roll my eyes and shut the water off, wrapping my towel around myself and stepping out of the shower. "Fancy or casual?" He smiles, "Inbetween." I nod, and push him out of the bathroom, so I can get ready. I get dressed, put on a little makeup and do my hair, then go downstairs to find Harry.

"Ready to go?" He asks. I nod, "Sure am." We walk outside and I head to the car, but Harry walks along the footpath. Okay, I guess we're not driving. Harry turns back to me and holds his hand out to me, which I happily take. We walk down the foot path and eventually come to a park, lit up by fairy lights. I then realise that it's not so much a part, but a small restaurant with the seating set up outdoors. It looks extremely packed, but we approach the waitor, and I realise that Harry knows him. I look around and smile, this is such a cute place. "Hey man, are we too early?" The waitor shakes his head, "Not all, this way." He smiles and leads us to our table. There is a candle and a vase with a few roses places on the table. "Our first real date." Harry says, smiling, and looking genuinely happy. "It's perfect." I say. 

We order our food, main meal followed by desert, and overall we have a wonderful night. Every time I have been with Harry there has been some sort of drama, so it's so wonderful to be just with him, and not worrying about anything. Being able to talk about normal things feels almost weird, but I can definitely get used to it. This is Harry, the real Harry, and I like him a lot. "Thankyou for dinner, Harry." I say, as we get up to leave. Harry pays for our meals and we walk back towards my house. I can't believe that I live so close to this restaurant yet I never knew it existed. Harry intertwines his hand with mine. "So I need to ask you something.." Harry says, and instantly I feel nervous. "Yeah..?" He smiles, "Will you.. be my girlfriend?" I blush, and a huge smile overtakes my face. "Of course I will." 

"I love you, Alexa." Harry tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, and the gesture makes me blush. "I love you. I'm so glad things are finally working out." I say, hugging him. We're back at my place standing in my driveway and Harry is leaving to go home, but I feel so attached to him right now. I don't want him to leave, even though I know that nothing will change while we're apart. "Me too." He kisses my forehead, "Come over tomorrow?" He asks. I nod, "Yeah, I will." We have agreed to not be staying over with eachother every night right now, because we still don't want to be rushing into anything too soon. 

"Alexa?" My mother calls from the front door. I sigh, turning back to look at her. "Yes?" She frowns, "Will you be long?" I laugh at how my mother still doesn't accept of Harry and I, and I know she wants him to leave. Harry laughs, "I'll go." He kisses me and waves to my mother, "Goodnight, Mrs Hall." She nods at him, and I want to yell at her for being so rude to him. Doesn't she see that he's making an effort? I walk towards my house. "Can you please just try to be nice to him?" I say, pushing past her and walking inside. "No, Alexa. He's not good for you, I don't want you with someone who is a bad influence on you." I scoff, "Are you kidding me?" Partly, she is right, but Harry is not influencing me, and Harry is making an effort to be better. It's not as if he could help depression either. She raises her eyebrows, "Alexa, he tried to kill himself, I don't want him bringing you down." I shake my head, "I love him, please just let me be happy. For once."

Once again, my mother has ruined a perfect night.