Meet and Greet (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 24

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(Autumn's POV)

Harry Harry Harry... All I can freaking think about. Of course when I was just a fan and before he knew I existed I thought about him, but the feeling is so different now and I never expected this. I probably shouldn't let myself feel this way but since Harry told me he feels the same I know I can let my guard down a little. My phone beeps from across the room and I get up to see who it is. As if he knew I was just thinking about him, the text is from Harry.

"It's probably not a good time to be thinking about your sweet lips wrapped around me last night. I've gotta get out of here so we can finish what we started ;)"

My eyes widen at the text, but my stomach ties up in knots of excitement. No one has ever had this effect on me before.

I reply.

"Don't get too excited over there, wouldn't want anyone to notice :P"

I laugh to myself at the thought of Harry getting a hard on in front of everyone there because of me. Moments later my phone sounds again with another text from Harry.

"Wish I could come over there and make you scream my name. Would you like that, sexy?"

Fuck, why is he doing this to me. I reply again.

"Yes please ;)"

God, would I love that.

It is now 10:00 pm and I get a call from Harry, the event he was at must have ended by now. I smile at my phone before answering.

"Hellooo" I answer with a small giggle.

"Hey, sexy. I'm back and I'm bored. Why are you not in my bed, darling?" Harry has become a lot more suggestive and less romantic than usual, but I push that thought aside.

"Sorry, I had to go home, but I'm not doing anything right now..."

"Good.... You should be expecting my driver at your door in about 20 minutes. Get into the car, get into the hotel, and then get into my bed." He instructs and I don't even try to protest against having his driver pick me up because I remeber he made it clear that he would 'take care of me' regardless if I wanted it or not.

"When you said we were going to finish what we started, you werent kidding." I joke.

"Nope, not at all." He replies with pride clear in his voice. We say goodbye and I guess now im waiting for Harry's driver.

I hear two short beeps outside and I know that's the driver. When I reach the car, he gets out and comes around to open the door for me. Again, I am instructed to sit in the back seat where the tinted windows will hide me. I do as I'm told and greet the driver when he sits back the front.

"Hello again. Dave right?" I ask and he nods with a smile.

"Nice to see you again." I try to make forced small talk during the drive there and when we finally arrive, he parks in the back and I exit the car and enter the building of the hotel. I walk through the quiet, empty hallway and knock when I reach Harry's suite.

"Who is it?" He calls from inside.

"Who do you think it is?" I laugh.

The door swings open and Harry looks me up and down before meeting his eyes to mine. "Oh, there's that fuck buddy I ordered." I know he's joking, but harsh...? That kind of hurt especially considering my developing feelings for him but whatever.

I walk into his suite and and I watch as he places a 'do not disturb' sign on the door handle before shutting the door. When the door is locked, I close the space between us and barely brush my lips to his. He eagerly crashes his lips to mine and trails kisses from my jaw to my neck making my breathing change.

"How was that event?" I ask.

"Forget the event, I just need y-" He stops him self for some reason. "I just need to fuck." Oh. Why's he acting different? Why did he stop himself from what he was about to say? It's probably nothing and I'm just overthinking it.

I push him down on the bed and straddle his lap as he places his large hands on either side of my tiny waist. I run my hands underneath his tshirt, driving him crazy and he takes it off and throws it carelessly to the floor, then instucts me to do the same. He moves his hands up my back and unhooks my bra before removing it. I can feel his growing bulge as I move my hips against his and he groans slightly.

"Stop being such a tease, and fuck me already." He rolls me over onto my back and leans over me. "Or I'll just fuck you." He slides down my jeans and panties and then his boxers and teases my entrance before pushing into me. I gasp as he pushes in and out. He massages over my area with his hand and I moan louder.

Harry rolls his head back in pleasure as I grind my hips up against his. Pleasure courses through my whole body and Harry finishes with a few slower thrusts.

He lays down next to me then turns to his side, his back facing me. I trail my hand over his shoulders in the pitch black room and leave a small kiss on his back. I hear a small, satisfied sigh from Harry and I feel his muscles relax under the touch of my small hand. Then, he tenses up again and breaks the beautiful silence that fills the room.

"Oh, you're going to stay here?" He asks and I can't tell if he's implying that he wants me to leave or stay.

"Well, do you want me to leave?" I ask in a quiet voice, almost afraid of the answer.

"Uhm... It doesn't really matter." He shifts a little. What? He went from begging me like a child to stay and just a moment ago relaxing under my touch to not really giving a shit if I stay or go.

I don't feel comfortable staying here if I'm not wanted, so I get out of the bed and cross the room. When Harry hears me, he sits up a little but I can't really see anything in this dark room. Maybe he will stop me and tell me he was just joking.

"How are you getting home?" Oh.

"Don't worry about it, I'll find a ride." I lie. I really don't know how I plan on getting home, but all I know is I need to get out of here because I'm clearly not wanted anymore.

"Alright." Is all he says, then lays back down in his bed. I turn the locks on the door and he stops me.

"Wait, Autumn... I think Dave is still up, he can take you."

"Ok." I open the door and the light from the hallway blinds me. I cough uncomfortably, "Bye..."

"Goodnight Autumn."

I walk down the hallway for the second time tonight and when I find Dave still in the car outside, I'm relieved. On the ride home I sit with my heart in my stomach and let out a long sigh.

(Harry's POV)

"Fuck!" I yell, hitting my fist against the bed. Pretending I don't give a shit about Autumn is harder than I expected. She sounded so hurt and as if she felt so small. I probably broke her heart.

I yell out more profanities and hate myself for being such a dick. Maybe I should just call her up and apologize for how I acted. Tell her I was just tired. No, I can't. I can't allow either of us to develop any more feelings.

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A/N: #ZaynAlwaysInOurHearts

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