Once in a lifetime / harry s.

28 ; moans

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTECT!

After telling my mom I'm going to sleep over at Andrea's house, I head out.

I see Harry's and Frank's cars, both parked in the drive way.

I knock on the door, and Andrea soon opens and tightens me in a hug.

"Remember our deal." She winked as we made our way into the living room.

I greeted Frank and then made my way to Harry, kissing him on the cheek. I sit down besides him and he connects our hands, and we don't disconnect the whole time.

Thank god that Andrea's parents are out of town for the weekend, cause' this would we a bit awkward.. two teenage couples and the parents..

Frank barely even talks or looks at Andrea, and when she tries to connect their hands, he simply backs his hand away. I've never seen Frank act this cold with her.

After some minutes of Andrea trying to connect Frank's lips with hers, she gives up and stands up in front of him, grabbing his hand and putting it on her stomach.

"Frank, baby.. I know I said stupid things and that you probably hate me, and probably Isabel even more for forcing you to come here tonight.. but.. we love each other, and I'm pregnant with your baby, and I don't want to leave our baby fatherless or anything because we got into a stupid fight before he or she was born.. so please.. forgive me?" She puts a puppy dog on her face.

After a few seconds of silence, Frank stands up and connects his lips with hers. "I love you, baby." He smiles on her lips.

A huge smile plays on her lips as she grabs his hand and says "Let's go to your house and get your PJ's!".

"But I can just sleep in th-" He starts but Andrea gives him a death glare.

"No, baby.. we've gotta go." She pulls him out the door and winks at me while mouthing 'good luck!'.

We sit there for a few seconds and suddenly Harry asks me if he could help me take my bag upstairs to the guest room, where I would be staying for the night.

"Are you sleeping over too?" I ask Harry, as we walk up the stairs, our hands not separating.

"No.. I thought we were just gonna watch movies so I didn't bring my pajamas.." He answered.

We enter the bedroom and I sit on the bed, him setting my bag on the floor and then sitting down next to me. "Aww, that's too bad." I say, and he chuckles.

I'm getting off track here.

"Umm.. Harry? I'm about to tell you something.. and I really care about your opinion, but I can't have you looking at my face.. so can you.. turn the light off?" I ask of him.

He gives me a small smile, and turns the light off, but turns on a small lamp.

"I don't want it to be completely dark.. I want to see your face too." He smiles, but I know he's worried about what I'm going to say. He sits back down next to me, and takes a grasp of my hand.

"Okay, so.. I had a boyfriend." I admit.

"While we broke up?" His voice is filled with hurt.

"No, no. Before you. He was actually the only boyfriend I've ever had besides you.. " I also admit.

"Okay, and?" He asks, holding tighter to my hand.

"We were together for about 3 years, and he died.. a year and some months ago.." I say, not wanting to break down but it's useless. Even the mention of a memory of him gets my eyes watery.