A Moment Like This - Harry Styles Love Story.*ON PERMANENT HIATUS*

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Ed Sheeran was on replay when I wrote this the majority of this...can you guys tell?

-Allicza

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I brushed my wet hair, getting all the knots out. I’d decided on taking a hot shower before heading over to Harry’s room, to block out my chances of getting a cold. After adding in my hair product, I changed into my plaid pajama pants and my Mrs. <3 Styles t-shirt, knowing that Harry would get a good chuckle out of it. As I walked out of my bathroom, I noted my bag of t shirts from Harry.

Smiling, I removed each shirt and carefully hung them over my door. As I did so, I noted the necklace box in the bottom of the bag. I smiled, and removed the locket from the box, and pulled the chain over my head. After I had set everything out to dry, I opened the door to my sewing room, walking through it to the music room. I grabbed the crystal doorknob to my right, opening it and closing the door behind me.

Harry wasn’t in the room when I entered, but his shower was running. Harry’s room was large and homey, with his walls being deep blue and dark wood furniture. Harry’s bed was on a raised platform, stairs leading up to it. I clambered up, climbing into his bed and settling into the sheets. Harry stepped out of his bathroom a few minutes later, rubbing his wet hair with a towel. When he noted me cuddled under his blankets, he grinned.

"Someone wants to cuddle?" I nodded, and his grin widened. He slipped his shirt off of his toned torso, climbing up onto the platform. He flipped the covers off of me, eyes narrowing at my t shirt. He let out a chuckle.

"cute." his eyes drew up to my neck, where his airplane necklace and my locket both hung. He chuckled a bit more.

"I’m glad you like It." he climbed under the duvet as well. “And I’m glad you said yes."

"I’m glad you asked." I said, laughing as harry pulled me into his chest. His chin rested on the top of my head.

"Was I really your first kiss?"

"Mhm." I murmered, relishing the feeling of my skin on his skin. I squealed as he flipped me over, so that he was hovering over me. He looked me in my eyes.

"So I’m the only person you've ever kissed?" I nodded.

"I believe that is the definition of 'first kiss', Haz." he grinned, shaking his head.

"So, how did you like your first kiss?" I smirked, chuckling outright.

"Eh." he raised his eyebrow.

"Eh? I doubt that. I’ve heard that I’m an amazing kisser." I dropped my hard to get act immediately.

"Don't sell yourself short." I said, pulling him in close. "Amazing didn’t come close to describing It." his lips began to pepper kisses all over my face, sprinkling over my eyelids, forehead, hair, and cheeks. I smiled, leaning my head back as he began to sprinkle kisses down my jaw bone and neck. Goosebumps flew up my spine as his lips caressed the back of my neck, one spot causing me to tremble slightly. Harry smirked against my skin.

"There." he whispered. His lips touched the spot again, this time sucking gently. My head fell to the side to allow him more access, and he chuckled, sucking a bit harder. I surprised the both of us by letting out a throaty moan. His head popped back up from my neck, his smirk widening. I yanked him down to me, our lips moving together. The tremors moved up my body as Harrys fingers ran up and down my spine. After five minutes of just kissing him, I pulled away, breathing heavily. Harry smirked at my breathless state, starting to chuckle. I glared up at him.

"Shut up..." I rolled over, hiding my burning face in Harry’s pillow. His mouth was at my ear in seconds.

"Don’t hide your face, beautiful." my face reddened even more, but I turned over anyway.