The Encounter |H.S|

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A FEW YEARS AGO...

My back is pushed against the wall of Harry's bedroom, his body pressed against mine before he crashes our lips together roughly, his hands on my hips and mine on his shoulders.

"Harry, now's not the time," I whimper when he leaves a trail of kisses down my neck, biting and sucking a spot right above my collarbones, "there are people downstairs."

"The door is locked, we just have to be quiet." He breathes out, looking at me intensely and nearly bringing me to my knees as he bites his bottom lip, eyes full of lust.

I grip his curls and pull him closer to me as fast as possible, our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips press together and I internally scream when he moans against my lips.

He leads me to the bed, taking my shirt off in the process before we fall back on his bed, my back on the mattress and his body on top of mine, humming into the kiss while gripping my hips.

"Fuck," He groans quietly when I wrap my legs around his waist, his hips colliding with mine and a gasp coming past my lips at the feeling.

He brings his lips to my neck, kissing down my body so slowly that it almost burns my skin, a smirk forming on his lips when I scold him for his slowed movements.

"Harry, I know you're busy studying but could you help me?" His mum asks from downstairs, causing both of us to stop in our tracks and I attempt not to laugh as he keeps his lips on my stomach with a frown as if processing the words.

Right, studying.

"I'm really busy, mum!" He shouts after raising his head and I widen my eyes with a snicker, covering my mouth when he sends me a weird look in a way to make me stop laughing at him.

"Please, honey! Don't you love your mother?" She laughs knowingly and he lets his head fall on my shoulder defeatedly before letting out a sigh.

"Alright, wait just a bit."

He fake sobs against my skin and I pat his curls with a faint laugh. "She just used the love card, you should hurry up," I tell him playfully, watching as he gets up while running his hand through his curls and taking his hoodie off, causing me to widen my eyes.

He throws it on the bed before walking to his wardrobe and choosing a t-shirt instead, a dark green one. I take the chance to put on the black hoodie he threw on the bed after also getting up.

I set some opened books on top of his desk to make it look like we were actually studying before waiting for Harry by the door as he folds my shirt that fell on the floor moments ago.

He walks closer to me, kissing my lips swiftly and wrapping an arm around me. "You look pretty." He smiles, pressing another kiss to my lips before we step out of the room and walk towards the kitchen where Anne was standing waiting for us.

"Hello, you two," She smiles warmly at both of us, setting a hand on his shoulder and grabbing his hand only to hand him money and a little piece of paper, "I need you to go to the supermarket nearby and get me what's written on the paper."

He furrows his eyebrows, side glancing at me before shaking his head in disappointment. "Why can't Gemma do that? She's not studying!"

"I'm busy watching a movie!"

I laugh at Gemma's voice coming from the living room, looking over at Harry when he crosses his arms with a roll of his eyes. "I can go with you if you'd like," I suggest with a faint smile and he nods frantically with a grin on his lips.

We both get ready to leave, putting our coats on and Harry shoves the things he had in his hand inside a pocket of his jacket with a huff while I smile up at him.

I step out before he does, waiting for him to finish talking to Anne and I look up at the grey sky with raised eyebrows, smiling widely when Harry finally walks closer to me.

He grabs onto my hand, intertwining our fingers before we begin walking. It doesn't take us too long to reach our destination and I laugh when Harry curses at the number of people inside the supermarket.

We take a shopping cart and I grab the list Anne made for us, sitting inside the cart so I can instruct Harry on where to go. "First thing in the list is eggs, move!"

He laughs quietly, causing me to grin before turning my head to look at him as he starts looking for the eggs I mentioned, humming a song to himself quietly as we walk through the corridors.

"Why is everything so expensive?!" He complains after grabbing a carton of eggs and I laugh while setting it on my lap carefully, telling him what else we need to look for.

"You sound like my dad." I mock him with a quiet laugh as he shakes his head with a smile before stopping in front of a shelf with cereals.

"I think I'm too young to sound like a dad, maybe in a few years." He laughs, setting a box of cereals inside the cart and I arch an eyebrow at him.

"Do you... want to have kids?" I ask curiously, fidgeting with the hoodie I'm wearing while he starts walking once again.

Well, there is a reason hidden in my question. I never really intend to have children in the future, but the fact that Harry might want to sort of scares me. Of course, he has his own opinions and I respect that fully, but if we have different goals maybe he won't see any future with me.

"Yeah! I'd be a cool dad," He smirks with a chuckle, looking down at me for a brief moment before furrowing his eyebrows at my seriousness, "don't you want to?"

"Not really..." I mumble lowly, watching as he blinks with a blank stare on me, nodding his head slowly before resuming his task instead of saying anything.

I don't blame him for it, I'm probably ruining his vision of the future since we want different things. Maybe some things will change because we're still a bit young to decide anything, but maybe these disagreements will bring problems.

I think maybe I have to prepare myself to deal with a soon separation.

Sorry for the delay, haven't been at my best but I hope you're enjoying!♡