Love You Goodbye - Harry Styles (Fanfic)

~Leslie~ (48)

I sat slightly impatient waiting for Harry to get done working with his trainer. It's been since I moved and it wasn't bad. I was scared at first as I was so used to my independence but things felt right. Like they should be. Us together. We were going to meet up with Liam and Madison for dinner tonight and I had a shoot to do prior. At this rate I didn't think I was going to make it there in time. I would leave myself but he made it clear that he wanted to come with me. I sat in living room for a few minutes longer before sighing and deciding to go downstairs to the gym Harry had. I could hear Mikes voice as I descended the stairs. The rapid punching and Mikes coaching as he guided Harrys movements and called out his form. I watched steadily tilting my head slowly from one side to the other as my eyes grazed up and down Harrys bare chest and torso. I could see the muscles on his back flexing with every punch. The way his chest heaved slightly as he took a few heavy breathes before starting to spar again. My eyes raked up and down his torso again as I observed the sweat beading onto his skin. I found myself involuntarily biting my thumb nail. I could feel my pulse increasing the longer I stood there. I began shifting my weight from one leg to the other uncomfortably as I felt an anxiety growing within me but I tried to ignore it and push it aside especially when he stopped to look at me. A small smile spread across his lips as he took a long gulp from his water bottle. My gaze shifted to floor as he glanced me up and down,
"Getting a good view?" He asked with a small smirk. I furrowed my brows in defense, "As if. Im wondering what is taking you so long. You know I have to be at my shoot in an hour." I placed my hands on my hips and he smiled,
"I am aware of the time. I told you I would be done soon."
"That was almost two hours ago Harry." He didn't say anything else he simply turned his back to me and began sparing again. I paced the room a few times as he fought harder than before and I feel that anxiety rising in me again. Damn it! I swore in my mind as his rapid breathing and flexing back began triggering something strong inside of me,
"Harry." I called his name but it sounded more like a whine. He wiped his face with his towel before looking over at me,
"What Leslie."
"Are you done yet?"
He scoffed slightly, "No Les Im not. Why don't you go back upstairs and get ready. I will be there shortly."
"I don't want to wait of stairs." I huffed back firmly and he raised a brow at me. I glanced him up and down lightly,
"Why can't you just stop early?"
He smiled and pointed at me,
"I know that look."
"What look?" I denied and glanced him up and down again.
He smirked,
"What do you want Leslie?"
"For you to hurry up." He smiled and nodded towards Mike who began unwrapping his gloves as he climbed out of the ring and headed towards the stairs giving me a small smile as he passed me. Harry chuckled lightly as he began unwrapping his wristband and removing his gloves,
"Now that Mikes gone how about you tell me what you really want Leslie."
I crossed my arms over my chest, "I just want to go to my show." He glanced me up and down,
"If that's it then you don't mind waiting another 20 minutes." He turned his back to me and I stamped my foot whining again, "Harry." He smiled and climbed down out of the ring,
"You know I can't help you if you don't tell me what you want." I turned away from him quickly,
"Oh fuck off."
"Suit yourself."
I turned back around before he could and placed my hands on his chest, "Harry."
He smiled, "You know you keep saying that but your not telling me what you want." My eyes flashed from
His eyes and down to his lips,
"Do I really need to say anything?" I saw his eyes trailing over my face and then my body. I leaned closer to him, "Why do I have to say anything if you already know?"
He groaned slightly as his eyes flickered over my lips,
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?"
"I don't know. Why do you make wait?"
He smirked, "Because I like to hear that you want it."
"Yeah well guess what you aren't hearing shit so if you want it you better take it."
"Well at least that implies you're offering something."
I rolled my eyes, "Don't get narcissistic."
He smirked, "You mean about the way you were looking at me."
"I'm on a time limit Styles."
"Now see it's not fair that everything has to go your way and be on your time."
"Just how life goes." My eyes flashed from his and down to his lips again as my hands slid down his abdomen. He let out a slow sigh and drug his hand over his face, "Fuck." He cursed before pressing his lips firmly against mine. I kissed him back taking ahold of his bottom lip slightly as I pulled away from him. I could see his eyes light up as he quickly took hold of my hips and pulled my pelvis against his. I moaned slightly when I felt his hand fondling the front of my jeans,
"Tell me what you want?" He mumbled deeply as his hand slid down inside my jeans and underwear. A slight gasp escaped my lips as I felt him enter inside of me. Moaning lightly my hips began to roll back and forth with his movements and I felt myself approaching a quick climax. I gasped lightly a few times as my hips began moving more involuntarily with the climax. I felt him smiling against my lips as he kissed me, "How about we finish the rest of this upstairs?" I smiled wider and kissed him letting my tongue brush lightly against his as I took his hand in mine. We walked upstairs and saw Mike in the living room. Harry smiled lightly, "Mike I think I'm going to cut this session short." He glanced over at me and I smiled, "Im going to practice a different type of cardio." My eyes widened and I smacked his shoulder. Mike chuckled lightly before nodding at Harry. We quickly ascended the stairs. He slipped his hands underneath my thighs and carried me over to the bed my hands wrapped firmly around his neck as I kissed him, "I want you to fuck me." I felt him smile as he kissed my jawline and neck, "I want you to fuck me until Im sore." He left out a harsh groan as he kissed me again. I quickly pulled my tank top over my head as he kissed my abdomen and undid the button on my jeans pulling them off with one swift motion. He quickly stripped down cupping my face with his hand as he kissed me his body hovering over mine. Eyes fluttering, I let my head roll back as he thrusted himself inside of me and began firmly thrusting. Each motion more fluid than the last as his pace increased. My breathing turned into slightly panting as I felt a second climax occurring and I could tell by his heavy breathing he was vastly approaching his climax as well. Releasing at the same time my hips rapidly bucked up against his but things weren't over yet he flipped us over and pulled me onto his lap. I ground my hips against him at a steady pace until he came again. I could feel the sweat pooling on my skin,
"Are you happy now?" He said with a small smile. I nodded my head and kissed him deeply. Catching the time out of my peripheral vision, I gasped when I saw the clock,
"Oh shit!" I shouted and quickly went to grab my clothes, "If I don't leave I am late they are going to kill me."
"Don't worry." He shrugged lightly while pulling on his boxers and grabbing some jeans from his dresser drawer, "Just tell them your afternoon Pilates workout ran long."
I gave him an unamused look and he smiled.
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I posed in a few different outfits and tried my best to concentrate in spite of Harrys looks, smiles and commentary,
"Vanity Fair has nothing on you." He called out before whistling. I rolled my eyes playfully before walking over to him,
"You are going to get me trouble."
He smiled innocently, "What I cant be supportive?"
"You can just do it quietly." I held my finger to my lips and he furrowed his brows together, "I have a commercial to film next so no talking."
"Alright fine."
I smiled softly and kissed him before going back into the dressing room and slipping into a black lingerie set with a black corset. I saw Harrys eyes widening as I came on set. I gave him a warning look to stay quiet and he smiled as his eyes continuously raked up and down my body. I posed myself at first before my male counterpart came out. As we began to pose and move together I could see Harrys eye narrowing as he stroked his hand over his jawline. The longer we stood together the more disgruntled Harry became. I quickly pulled on my robe and went over to him,
"Is there anything wrong?"
"How much longer will this take?" He said with a slight huff.
"I think we are basically done. Why?"
"Why is he here?" Harry suddenly nodded towards the set. I furrowed my brows, "Who Rick? Just another model."
"He seems awfully friendly." He said with a disgruntled tone and I immediately smiled and crossed my arms over my chest,
"Harry. Rick is gay."
He furrowed his brows as his gazed shifted to mine and I couldn't help but laugh,
"You look so cute when you get jealous."

"I'm not jealous." He defended immediately running his fingers through his hair.

"Oh really." Im placed my hands on my hips, "You mean to tell me that you weren't upset just a little bit."

He turned his head away from me for a moment, "Alright maybe a little."

"Ha." I clapped my hands together and pointed at him, "I knew it!"

"Oh get off it Leslie, Look at what you're wearing." He gestured towards me and I rolled my eyes.

"I am wearing what I usually do for job."

"Which is fine. I don't care about what you're wearing as long as no else is touching you while you're in it."

I shook my head from side to side and wrapped my arms around his neck,
"You know you don't have anything to worry about."

"It's not you that I am worried about it's everyone else. Men are disgusting pigs you know."

I chuckled lightly, "Glad I didn't fall for one then."

He furrowed his brows slightly offended, "Hey."

I laughed and kissed him softly.