Secret Affair (Harry Styles)

Chapter Forty-Eight

Harry Styles' P.O.V

I watch her as she stripped down in front of me, her brown curled hair falling down on her shoulders as she removed her shirt, her brown eyes sparkling in the dimlight.

"M-Marissa," I gulped. My eyes widening, "What are you doing?"

I tried to keep my voice still and not act like a baby but when she's standing right in front of me with only in her under garments, I fucking couldn't hold it in.

My pants tighten as she slowly bit her lip, lust clouding her eyes as she places her hand on my knees.

Fuck.

"This is what you want, right Harry? You want my body." She smirked evilly, placing her short body on my lap. I shake my head repeatedly.

"No, I want you. I need you not just your body but also.." I trailed, not knowing if she would fucking believe me. But I hope she will, "Your heart."

She laughs loudly, her head falling back as she did so. But it makes our crotch grind together making me moan.

"What's that?" She tilted her head to the side, a teasing smile placed on her lips. She placed her hands on the either side of my shoulders and whispered something in my ear, making her half clothed chest pressed up against mine.

"Moan for me again, baby?" She whispered, sending chills down my spine as I tried to act natural.

I finally had the urge to put my hand on hers as I place it on her waist. She grind on me as I moan loudly. Fuck why do I have to be such a baby.

I tighten my arms around her waist, she flinched and I felt a round on her belly. My eyes widened as I touch her stomach, only to feel a fucking bump.

I suddenly came into a realization as I stopped her. "Marissa." I sternly said.

She stopped moving, curiosity filled her brown eyes as she raised her eyebrows at me. "What?"

"You have a bump."

She giggles. "Of course I have, Harry. What are you talking about?"

"What the fuck. You're pregnant and we are about to have sex. What is wrong with you?" I asked, nearly shouting at her as she looked at me in dismay. She shake her head and pulled herself up from my lap.

"What is wrong with you?" She sneered, "Is it wrong to make love to you even if I had a baby?"

I nod my head. "Yes, because you're pregnant from Ashton. You are about to have a child." She laughs.

"Seriously Harry, tell me. Have you been smoking something?"

"What? No, you know I don't smoke. What the fuck is happening?" I said, dumb founded as I look around the room cautioustly.

"Harry, we are married already. This is our daughter," she pointed at her bump, "we've already discussed the Ashton thing right?" My eyebrows frowned in confusion.

"This is your baby. Not Ashton." She said.

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My body jolted awake as I tried to catch my breathing. I look around to see that I was in the living room, on the sofa.

Fuck, its just a dream. But it somewhat feels like real.

I sighed to myself as I place a hand on my chest, my body going up and down as beads of sweat trickled down my forehead.

I shouldn't think of things like this, Liz and I are expecting a baby and that baby inside Marissa can't be mine.

But.. When we had sex, she said she's a virgin. What if she's not? What if she's just playing with me and acting like a virgin? Shit.

I stood up from my seat and stretch, I need water. I might collapse any second now if I didn't drink any.

I walk towards the kitchen and grab a glass of water and chug it down, the cold liquid running down my throat.

I think of things to do as I my eyes landed on my phone. I need to call Louis.

Yes, Louis knew all about these things going on between me and Rissa, I can't just keep my feelings and thoughts inside me. I would probably go crazy.

I pick my phone up and texted him.

Harry: Hey mate what's up?

A few seconds, I got a reply.

Louis: Nothing much m8, just converting Oxygen to Carbon Dioxide

Harry: WTF how would u do dat!?

Louis: Breathing, Harold.

I rolled my eyes, typical Louis.

Harry: I needed someone to talk to. Can we hung out?

Louis: Sure, El and Penelope were sleeping anyways.

I sighed to myself and grab my keys to the counter, sending Liz a text that says I will hung out with Louis. She agreed and I walk out of my house, heading to my car.

-sorry if you think this is Marissa's P.O.V just so you know whats happening with Harry. Just a bonus chapter for 16K reads.

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