Watermelon Sugar

21

You never really know what someone is going through. You never would of thought by seeing me in the street that I went through foster care and adoption. You never would've seen that I was physically abused and you never would've thought I would be emotionally abused. You never would've known that not one, but both my birth mom and adoptive mom would've chosen my abusers over me. Their daughter. You also never wouldn't guess Liam Payne would turn his back on all his band mates.

That's just life right now and it SUCKS. Harry doesn't know everything that happened, just like I don't know everything that happened in One Direction. Right now we're sitting in the car, somewhere secluded so no one can see us. He's been reading twitter since the podcast with Liam came out.

Harry and I have been together a little bit before Love on Tour started and seeing him gain more of a fan base scares me. He's the most content in his life right now though. He was amazing in New York. That was my first time ever seeing him live and it was the most amazing experience but it was even better knowing I'd be the one to be with him after.

He's decided to put out more dates for the tour because he absolutely loves it. He played me Harry's House before it was released and that was a very special moment for us. You could see on his face how proud of it he was and that made me so happy and proud of him.

This man continues to amaze me every day. "Hey" I hear and become slapped back into reality. I look over and Harry is smiling over at me. "You zoned out again" he teases. "I know, Harry" I laugh. "Are you okay?" He voices his concern. "Yes. I'm just thinking about life and everything to lead up to this moment I guess... are you okay?"

"Yes. Just disappointed in Liam right now"
"I know,  I'm sorry"
"It's okay sweet tart, should we get going?" He asks and after a confirmation we drive off

Harry and I are about to go back home and finish our Hunger Games marathon. Can you believe he's never seen it? I feel like I'm back in  2012!

We pick up some Chinese food on our way back home and just eat it on the couch. I feel like some people are too cautious about ruining their furniture, but to be quit frank I've never had that problem because it always fell on my shirt. Oops!

We're eating and watching Katniss dance with "the game maker" guy. While this is happening, we keep looking back and forth at each other. Almost like we aren't even paying attention to the movie.

His hair is always perfect. He is always perfect. I have not yet seen a red flag in him. I wonder if he knows I'm staring at him...

Apparently he did because next thing I know my face is in his hands and his lips are on my lips. Those perfectly shaped, soft, delicate lips that make me melt like butter from the inside out. I end up climbing on top of him as we're making out, not fast, but soft and slow enough to make chills run up my arms. His hands are now on my butt and my arms are around his neck. I can feel him growing underneath me and it encourages me to slowly grind myself back and forth.

My brain becomes foggy as we both send little moans into each others mouths. Harry starts to lift up my shirt and asks if it's okay. I nod hectically and he pulls it off me. He looks at my chest and is surprised for a second and then shrugs. I don't have a bra on but he's unfazed by this because it's the usual. He then pulls his shirt off right after. He likes when we're skin to skin and so do I, not only is it sexy, it makes it more intimate. With my breasts against his chest he starts kissing down my neck, his hands back on my butt. I moan loud and then he grabs me by the hips and turns me around so I'm laying on my back on the couch.

With the hunger games still playing, he pulls my shorts off my body and it takes my panties with them. I look at him and notice that he's already fully naked, I'm not sure when he took his pants and boxers off but I was distracted by the movie for a split second. He then pushes my legs open enough to fit his head through.

As soon as his lips touch my vagina I breathe in a sharp breath and let out a small moan. I look down at him and he smirks up at me and as soon as I know it his tongue grazes my clit and it gives my whole body chills. He starts to eat me out and it is the most holy feeling ever. I never want it to end. Of course thinking that bites me in the butt because I cum fast and unexpectedly, screaming his name. Fuck I love this feeling.

As soon as I calm down he comes up to my face and kisses me, once on each cheek, once on the forehead, and lastly, a soft caring peck on my lips.

Now it's my turn... I sit up and direct him to the spot I was laying in, only this time having him sit with his back against the couch. I sit myself on top of his legs and direct his hands to my breasts. He starts caressing them and says "Fuck, baby. I got to taste you and now I get to play with your sexy tits" I laugh out loud at him and with his dick being hard and my pussy being wet, I grab him and lift myself up enough to center him. I slowly sink down on his cock and we both moan at the feeling. I slide up and down slowly, feeling him all inside me. His face is relaxed and his lips slowly parted in pleasure.

I start going fast, feeling the warmth in myself already. "That's it, baby" he whispers. I moan every time I sink down on his dick. It's delicious. We start making out as best as we can while I'm fucking him, wanting desperately to taste eachother ... what a magical feeling.

The feeling is so heavenly I think we both end up coming at the same time. Moaning and breathing hard. Beautiful bliss.