After a rushed dinner, I lead Harry hurriedly to my room again. “Where were we”, I giggled as we fell on the bed, his hands entangled in my hair and mine entangled in his. “We’ve been together for not even 24 hour and we’ve had sex like -”, “Harry why are you complaining?+”, “I’m not, I’m just stating how lucky I am”, he chuckled before I cut him off with kisses down his neck and he fumbled to pull my top over my head. “I’m getting better”, he smirked cheekily as he un snapped my bra easily, his hands rushing straight to my boobs making me moan quietly. “Your dad is right out there y/n, I don’t think we should do this”, he suddenly whispered, moving his hands away from me, “we can be quiet”, “I don’t think you can be quiet love”, he chuckled again, “I can, I pinky swear”, I giggled back as we linked pinky fingers before his hands returned to my body and mine to his, pulling his pants off and him getting rid of mine aswell. “Harry, can we take it slow this time”, I said quietly, my body still recovering from before. “Of course love”, he smiled as he kissed my nose and slowly thrusted him self into me, he grinded his hips against mind, increasing the pleasure while I gently nipped on his collar bone. No one had ever made me feel like this going at this speed before, “I’m almost there”, “Look into my eyes when you cum love”, he whispered as he turned my chin softly so I was looking right at him. “Your beautiful”, he murmured against my lips as his cum flowed through me…
“Soon it’ll be pictures of them fucking on here”, Josh had commented on the face book picture, thinking he was the funniest person in the world. “Don’t worry about him Y/n, he’s a waste of space”, Harry said as he got a button up shirt from my wardrobe and wrapped it around my shirtless body caringly. “We don’t fuck, we make love”, I typed before pressing send and sharing a grin with Harry…
After Harry had left I lay on my bed exhausted. “He’s got my approval babe :) I’ve always thought he was cute xxx”, read the new message on my phone from my closest friend Olivia, she must hve seen the facebook picture. we’d become distant when I started going out with Josh because he constantly kept me to himself, this was the first text I’d had from her for 2 weeks. “Means a lot, we’ll have to hang out soon, and I think he’d prefer sexy ;) xxx”, I replied back straight away, remembering what Harry always said. I heard my phone buzz again and checked it to see a text from Harry; “Good night love, see you tommorow xxxxxx”, I blushed as a big smile came onto my face; it was sweet how much he cared. “Promise me you’ll never change babe xxxxxx?”, I sent back, “I won’t if you don’t, pinky swear xxxxx”, “pinky swear xxxxxx” 2 weeks later I found myself on Harry’s door step with an application form in my hand. I had seen Harry’s confidence grow over the time we’d been together and I hoped that he had enough to go through with what I was about to suggest. I tapped on the door and he soon came to it, wrapping his long arms around my waist and pulling me into a hug. “Hey love”, he smiled at me those dimples that I had already fallen for, making another appearance. “I’ve got something for you”, I grinned as I took his hand, leading him to his dinning room table and sitting him down, “Promise you’ll think about it before you say no?”, “promise”, he said as I handed him the X factor application form. He glanced over it before sighing and pushing it back to me. “I’ve thought about it”, he chuckled as he shook his head. “Harry! It hasn’t even been a minute”, “Babe, I don’t have it in me”, he stated in a matter of fact kind of way. Now it was my turn to shake my head. “Harry, I’ve never heard anything like what comes out of your mouth, like seriously babe, your amazing”, I smiled and he blushed that adorable blush of his, “Your kinda biased”, he said modestly. “Stop making excuses, your good and you know it”, I continued as I walked over to him and sat on his lap, facing him; “I just don’t want you wasting your talent”, I said whilst kissing his nose . “Being all cute isn’t going to change my mind”, he laughed again, “Why not?”, I pouted in defeat, “Those things require confidence”, he said quietly, “And I just don’t think I have that”. I pushed my lips onto his, holding his face in my hands as I pressed our bodies together; “I’ll give you the confidence”, I smiled cheekily before returning to the kiss. I had seen that look of sadness that was on his face before, when Josh had first hassled him in class about two and a half weeks ago; I wasn’t going to see it any longer. My hands slid up Harry’s shirt, tracing his V- lines with my finger tips making him shudder. I was just about to lift the fabric over his head when his mother walked in. “I’m so sorry”, she said quite flustered as she went to walk back out the door, “Anne! It’s fine, you can come back”, I giggled getting off an also flustered Harry. She walked back in, smiling appreciatively and putting her groceries on the bench. She noticed the X factor form on the table; “Are you going to audition dear?”, she asked excitedly, “No, Harry is actually”, I said as I grinned at Harry questionably. “I’ll help you”, I mouthed and he ruffled his hand through his hair as contemplating it for a moment. “Yea mum, it’s for me”, he let out as I smiled from ear to ear in success…
