Addiction (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

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I awake in an unfamiliar large bed and to the smell of bacon. Something is vibrating in my back so when I roll over I realize that it's my phone, I check the screen to see it's Olivia. "Hello?" I say in a groggy voice. 

"Lia? Did you make it home okay? She asks and I can hear people talking in the background.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" I ask.

"I was making sure Harry took care of you, you were really messed up last night," She says as I try to remember the reckless events of last night. I remember coming back to Harry's house but it was all blank after that and I also remember throwing the beer-pong balls with Harry, I think..

"Yeah, I'm fine. Nothing bad happened last night, right?" 

"Nope, you're all good. Just a bit of beer pong.. But, hey, I'll catch you later. Levi won't quit harassing me to go get some food. Text me later. Love you!" She says quickly as I scramble my quick goodbye's and love you's in and hang up the phone.

Checking the time I see it's nearly Eleven in the morning, I glance around the room to see Harry not in sight. I lay back down due to the killer headache that I have from consuming a majority amount of alcohol as someone comes into the room. Assuming it's Harry, I look up from the bed as he stands over me and places something on the nightstand. 

"Good morning, love." He says, his voice also groggy as if he had just woke up also. 

Rolling around and shoving the big white pillow in my face with a smile I say, "Morning,"

Harry lays on my back, allowing all of his weight to be on top of me as I groan and he rolls over to lay right beside me. "Wake up, love." He says, in his adorable accent and I look up from my pillow. Harry's hand moves to my blonde hair as he moves a few strands away from my face and a few strands that I'm sure were standing up, back down. He takes my hand and pulls me out of his bed as I begin to giggle and say "I'm up! I'm up!" He laughs as he lets go of me and I get out of bed. 

Harry opens his bedroom door as I walk down the stairs dressed in a white T-shirt and black shorts I had brought with me over to Harry's house. I had left my bag in the car though, from what I remember..  "Did you dress me last night?" I ask as we enter the living room. "Someone had to," He responds as we enter the kitchen. 

"Waffles, bacon with a side of mashed biscuits and gravy. Water or apple juice?" He says as I take a seat at the four seater kitchen table. "Water, please." I respond as Harry grabs me a bottled water from his refrigerator and places it in front of me. 

"Dig in," He then says as I begin placing the food onto my plate.

.....

"Mum will be home in about an hour or so," Harry says as he enters his room in only a towel hanging loosely on his hips with his V-line showing.. I nearly drool over the beautiful male figure standing in front of me. Tattoo's all along his left arm and a few tattoos on his torso. His large biceps move as he roams his drawers for clothes. 

I can't seem to take my eyes off this beautiful man as he takes boxers from the top of his drawer and walks into his closet as he closes the door and comes out minutes later with tight black jeans with holes in the knees and only black socks that stop at his ankles. "You have a lot of color in your life." I say as he smiles and says, "Smart ass," With a wink. 

"Well, I better get going." I say, standing up from his bed and grabbing my phone off the bed also.

"You don't have to."

"I need to shower,"

"I have a shower here," He challenges.

"Your mom will be home soon." I say.

"Come back after she goes to sleep." He says.

"That's sneaking in,"

"Not sneaking in if I tell her." His face only inches from mine.

"Ana wants me home."

"I want you."

He slams his lips against mine.

And pushes me on the top of his bed as his lips are still pressed against mine as shirtless Harry hovers over top of me. My fingers suddenly find their way through his curls as I kiss him back even harder and Harry tries to deepen our kiss but it's already so deep, he couldn't possibly get any closer to me.

One of my hands leave Harry's hair as my left hand roams down his body, my fingers running along the waistband of his jeans as my hand then runs up through the top of his back as I feel his muscles move beneath my fingertips.

Slightly tugging on his hair, a soft moan leaves Harry's lips and enters my mouth as a smirk appears on my lips. I wonder if he can notice my smirk.

HARRY'S POV:

I can't help but let out a moan as she seductively pulled my hair. She's purposely doing this, she's purposely turning me on, but two can play at this game. I remove my lips from hers as I move them to her jawline and make my way down her neck. My hand goes down to the waistband of her short black shorts that her ass looks so fine in to outline her waistband with my finger and run my finger back up to her torso. I cup her cheek in mine as I suck harder on her neck. Making sure to claim her as mine up until she stops me. She knows what I'm doing to her and she's pretty damn good at making sure I don't do it.

Her fingers claw against my back and she turns her head to meet her lips with mine. I deepen the kiss once again as I continue kissing her momentarily, Lia removes her lips from mine as she then does exactly what I had just finished. Her lips go along my jawline, down my neck, along my collarbones and back up to my neck. Leaving her lips sucking ever so gently right below my jawline. 

...

"I'll talk to you later, baby." I say to Lia as I close the drivers door to her car as she leans out of the window for her lips to meet mine quickly and she pulls out of my driveway..