My Forever (Harry Styles)

Skipping

***Harry's POV***
Did those three words really just leave my lips?

Did those three words really just leave her lips?

I know I meant them. I know I love her. I'd do anything for this girl that I've only known for a short while. Was it too soon to say? If I meant them and I know how I feel, then I really don't give a fuck if it was too soon. She said them back and that's all I care about right now.

The sun has set and it's getting darker by the minute. We might not make it back by the time I had promised Ariel. I didn't know how long this concert was going to go.

On the drive back, I held her hand in mine throughout the entire drive. She soon stopped talking after the first hour, and closed her eyes, leaning her head against the window. She must be worn out from all that dancing and screaming. I've never seen her so happy and excited in the short time that I've knwon her.

When she smiles, I can't help but smile back at her. Her smile is the most contageous I've ever seen. Hell, her happiness is contageous as fuck.

As we pull onto her street, my phone buzzes. I reach into my pocket to check who it is, and tuck it away immediately. I need to focus on the road, and why the fuck does she keep texting me? I thought I was clear the first time.

I pull into her drive way and turn the ignition off.

"Ariel... Babe..." I whisper and gently shake her shoulder. Her eyes flutter open as she lays eyes on me and smiles.

"Hey. We're home finally." She says examining outside the windows of the car.

"Yes." I chuckle. "Come on. Let's get you inside sleepy head."

We make our way into her house and up to her room. She sluggishly moves her feet as she walks with slumped shoulders. Once we reach her room, she yawns and stretches her arms out into the air above her. I close the door behind me as she slowly shimmies her jean shorts off her legs, and pulls her top off over her head. I look away when she looks at me from behind her shoulder. I hear a small snicker fall from her lips as she makes her way into bed.

I pull my shirt off over my head and let it fall next to her pile of clothing, my jeans follow after. Ariel isn't facing me, so she didn't get a floor show like I did. I crawl in bed under the covers next to her. Wrapping my arm around her small waist and pull her closer to me. Her hair gets in my face, and I welcome the smell of her fruity shampoo and sweat.

"I love you, Harry Styles." She whispers in a sleepy voice.

"I love you, Ariel Summers." I whisper back into her ear.

She squirms closer to me, arching her body to the shape of mine to fit together. Being the boy that I am, I try to think about other things, rather than her body plastered to mine. I'm not ready for the embarassment of her feeling a boner on her ass quite yet. I know she felt it tonight during the concert, but she was too absorbed in the music to say anything about it. Her ass grinding against me... Stop.

I quickly try erassing the memories from tonight out of mind, but it's too late. I feel myself growing harder. Ariel's steady breathing tells me she has already fallen asleep. Thank God. I drift off soon after her. Pacing my breathing with hers to calm myself.

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I wake to Ariel's alarm clock going off. She squirms in my arms as she wakes as well.

"A few more minutes." I groan in her neck. She tries to wiggle out of my grip but I hold her tighter.

"I need to take a shower. And so do you. You can sleep while I take mine." She says in her groggy morning voice.

"Can't we just take one together? It would save water. You know, for the enviroment." I say with a grin. She breaks free of my hold and turns to face me. She has an amused horror look look on her face.