It's been exactly one week since the first time Harry was here.
One week and I still feel his breath on my neck
His fingers brushing up and down my arms
His voice whispering my name
I may or may not have gotten off to the thought of him saying my name in other ways
complete lie I've gotten off every night since he came
I haven't been able to focus at football this past week because now he comes to the practices and watches us.
Oh Harry Styles, what are you doing to me?
I'm snapped out of my thoughts by a knock on the door and the pitter patter of two little girls running past my room "I'LL GET IT" "NO I'LL GET IT"
I walk out and downstairs to the door "Daisy, Felicite, go upstairs" They both look at me and pout "now"
They walk upstairs and I open the door and look at the angel standing in front of me "Hi Lou" He smiles
I take in his appearance. Black jeans, simple white v neck and black boots "Louis is your friend here?" My mum yells from the kitchen forcing me to turn "yeah, we'll be up in my room"
I look at Harry again "let's go up then" He steps inside and keeps his eyes on me as he moves closer "I like this shirt on you" He whispers and takes my shirt between his thumb and first finger "but I bet it would look better in a crumpled heap on your floor" He practically purs in my ear
Holy mother of all that is holy
I'm sure my heart has stopped by now
My breathing is uneven and my pants are tighter around my groin now "Lou darling is your friend staying for dinner?" My mum calls "No ma'am I have to be home by 5:30" Harry replies easily like he isn't in the next room practically making me cum in my pants
Little fucker
"you okay baby you seem a little shaken up" He teasingly asks, a smirk evident on his face
Wait
Did he just call me baby?
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply catching a whiff of his shampoo and body spray
"let's go love" He steps back and walks upstairs to my room. My mind is going crazy but my legs somehow manage to carry me up the stairs
When I walk into my room I see two maths books on the bed and Harry sitting in between them. His glasses are perched on his nose and his shirt is hanging down as he bends over the bed for his pencil
I sneak a peek down his shirt and see a six pack and a butterfly tattoo along with two birds on his collar bones and dates.
"Harry?"
He looks up at me when he hears his name "yeah?" I bite my lip and look anywhere but him "n-nevermind" I mumble closing my door
I walk over to him slowly feeling his eyes on me the whole time "you know I knew I affected you but I didn't know it was this much" He smirks and I look at him confused
He stands up and touches the top of my pants bringing my attention to my very obvious bulge "shit I-I um" I blush a deep red and look at him "s-sorry" I squeak.
"Louis do you like me?" He asks quietly and lets his fingers dance across my hip bone causing a small moan to leave my mouth. I nod slowly and close my eyes "hmm the football star likes the nerd, how predictable. this is when you date me and make me do your homework right?" He laughs and lifts my shirt some "your skin is really soft" He whispers in my ear pressing a small kiss under my ear.
"Harry" I breathe "that's professor Styles to you"
I whimper and grab his hand
I've never felt so weak to someone. So willing to give up everything just so they'd touch me
Normally I'm in charge, I call the shots, I make the person beg me for more but with Harry it feels so different.
I feel like all he has to do is say my name and I'll be on a bed butt ass naked begging for him to touch me
"if you promise to be quiet I'll touch you baby how does that sound?" I moan in response at a loss for words.
His hand slides up my shirt and his lips find mine. I've been with plenty of people but none of them ever made me feel like this from a simple kiss
I feel hot and tingly all over, my mind has gone completely blank, all I can focus on are his soft lips and warm touch.
I'm just about to open my mouth when someone knocks on my door "Louis dinner is done" Lottie calls through the door
"give me a minute" I call my voice only wavering slightly as Harry attaches his lips to the vein on my neck. I hear her footsteps disappear downstairs and moan quietly.
I bite my lip hard holding back any further noises as Harry bites my neck. I grip his shirt and whine when he pulls away "well I should get going"
My eyes snap open and I look at him. His eyes are dark and his lips look abused. His hair is disheveled and his shirt is wrinkled. I keep myself from looking down further, already knowing he's hard because he's pressed against my stomach
I try to smooth out his shirt "sorry about your shirt" I mumble and my eyes land on the two necklaces dangling around his neck. "it's fine love" He smiles
I touch his airplane necklace smiling "I like this necklace" I whisper taking it in my hand. I glance up at him. He's staring at me, his eyes shining and bottom lip between his teeth "turn around and close your eyes" He whispers.
I turn around and close my eyes. My breath hitches when I feel cold metal touch my chest. I look down at the necklace "Harry no" I reach behind me to take it off but his hands cover mine "please baby" He speaks softly in my ear "I want people to know you're taken"
I lean back against him my mind spinning
Does this make me Harry's boyfriend?
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