I went to school again. As usual. I hate school. I don't want to go. But I graduate and then "hello music!" I'm so excited to start my career. I'm taking one extra curricular class so I can have art and music. I've already done a foreign language so they let me have music. I'm so glad. I had to try and hide my lovebite on my neck. I used some cover up but you could still see a little purple. I was glad noone noticed it. I walked out and Harry was there again. His lovebite was prominent too. It was more ted than purple but it was there. I smiled. He smiled back. ""Trying to cover it up huh?" he asked. I blushed. "Yes. But you're not." he shook his head and then looked a little concerned. "You look tired. Did you sleep last night?" Harry asked. I hadn't. I couldn't. Ed called me...and I couldn't sleep after that. "No. I didn't." I couldn't lie to him. He frowned in concern. "Why not?" He asked. I shrugged. He looked at me curiously. As if trying to figure it out. I made my face a stone. I've gotten really good at that. I can tell he doesn't believe me but, he can tell I don't want to talk about it so he nods. "Hmm, I think you should sleep then." I was about to protest but then I yawned. Making those stupid dinosaur noises and stretched. Damn it. He looked at me with an amused look. "What? Never seen a person yawn before?" I asked. "Never seen anyone yawn so cute before." His deep voice going lower. I could've melted into a puddle. He made me weak at the knees. No! I'm already falling for him. Ugh. He makes my pain go away. I hate thinking about...Ed. And he does it, he puts up a 'Ed proof force field' and he doesn't even know it. But I know. And I thank him for it silently every time I am with him. "Lydia?" He questioned. I snapped out of my thoughts. "What? Sorry." I said. "Come on. Let's go home." I nodded and got in the car. I leaned my head back and put my aviators on. I propped my feet up on the dash. "Hey, hey! Be nice to the car! Feet. Down!" Harry exclaimed. I sighed and put my feet down. "It's just a car. I could understand if this was your truck with a six inch lift but whatever. Everyone's got their own thing." I muttered under my breath. "What?" He asked. "Nothing." I sighed. I was grumpy because I'm tired. "Somebody ate the grumpy umpires for breakfast!" He cooed. "Humph." I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Harry woke me up when we got to the flat. I opened my door before he could get to it. He pouted and I laughed at him. I threw my stuff on the floor and walked up to the music room. I knew how I could wake myself up...maybe. I grabbed an electric guitar and plugged it into their amp. I was trying to think of an upbeat song. All I could think of were sad ones. But then Walk This Way popped into my head and I started to play. It was vibrating under my hands and the bass from the amp was ringing and oh it was wonderful. I wasn't singing just playing. I was enjoying this I always make funny faces I can't help it. I bite my lip and scrunch my face and bob my head while biting my tongue and I dance around a little. It's just what I do. And I could care less if someone was watching me. I ended the chord and I looked up. The boys were all in the music room. They were all grinning. "When, Harry said you could play? He really means you can fucking play!" Niall said. I laughed. "I told you. She's amazing." Harry said. I beamed. I put everything back and walked out I the room. Harry followed me and the boys decided to play some video games. I walked into Harry's room, pulled my shoes off and threw myself onto his bed, curling up into a ball. His sheets smelled just like him. Kinda pepperminty, with woodsmoke and grass. I breathed in real deep. "What are you doing?" Harry asked quietly. "Trying to sleep, you lil motherfucker now go away." I mumbled. Curling even tighter into his blankets, closing my eyes. He laughed a little and then I felt a dip in the bed and an arm snaked around my waist. I groaned. "Harry!" "Come on, love. Go to sleep." I huffed. I snuggled to him anyways. He chuckled. He started singing to me. "Give me love like her cause lately I've been wakin up alone. Paint spattered tear drops on my shirt. Told you I would let them go. And that I'll fight my corner maybe tonight I'll call ya after my blood turns into alcohol. Oh I just wanna hold ya. Give a little time to me to burn this out we'll play hide and seek to turn this around all I want is the taste that your lips allow. My my my my oh give me love. My my my my oh give me love." His arm tightened a little bit when he sang oh I just wanna hold ya. I fell asleep after the chorus. And I dreamt of him. I woke up, and I was on his chest and he was holding me. He was shirtless. My pulse raced. His chest was rising and falling slowly. I snuggled into his chest a little bringing in a deep breath and curling back out. My eyelids fluttered open and I rolled onto my side facing him. Preparing myself to see his sleeping face but he was awake. Looking at me. "You sleep alright?" He chuckled. I nodded my head. Bringing the covers up to my chin. And curling up. I looked at him and he was already looking at me and didn't try to hide it. I just wanted to go back to sleep. I closed my eyes. "Are you still sleepy?" He asked, I opened my eyes his face was full of shock. "Yeah. Why?" I mumbled. "It's like 7:00!" You slept from like 3:30 till now. And you're still tired." He laughed. "The boys came in and were like aww the poor baby! Louis wanted to jump on you but I told him you'd rip his throat out and he left." I laughed and sat up. I ran my hand through my hair tousling it a little bit. I got up off the bed and walked downstairs. I padded into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I pulled out a caprisun, well more like four. And set them on the island, and looked for something to eat. I looked in all the cabinets and then I found Little Debbie Swiss rolls. I hummed to myself as I got them out, I turned around and Harry was leaning against the counter. He was shirtless with sweatpants hanging low on his hips. I bit my lip and went over to my Caprisuns. I later the Debbie cakes on the counter. I picked up my first caprisun and then Niall walked in. He gasped. "Harry! She's eating our food!" "Shut up Niall. I can eat food." As I stuck my tongue out. He huffed and walked back out. I went back to my humming and preparing my snack. I put the straws in all four Caprisuns first and I unwrapped both my little cakes. I took a bite. And then a slurp. Harry was watching me. I looked at him and he was smiling. Yay! Wait I mean nooo, bad. No smiling! Ugh. "What?" I asked. He shook his head. "Are you OCD?" He asked. "Just a little. But some things are just meant to have rituals. Like food." He laughed. I finished my first Caprisun. "So you were talking in your sleep." Harry stated. I groaned. "Oh shit. What did I say?" He smiled sheepishly. "My name." My eyes widened and I dropped my juice. He took a step towards me and I took a step back. "Well, to be honest. It was more like moaning." My mouth opened slightly and then I frowned biting my lip. I took another step back and he took two steps towards me and then I took two back and I hit the counter. I groaned internally. Stupid! I ran a hand through my hair, still frowning. He took another step and he was right in front of me. "So, what were you dreaming up about me? Hmm?" He trailed his nose down my neck. I was shaking. "N-nothing." I stuttered. He nipped my skin and I jumped. "I don't believe you." He whispered. I gripped the counter. He placed his hands on either side of mine, barring me in. He looked into my eyes. "Lydia. You were dreaming something." I shook my head. "I-I honestly d-don't remember." I said. I wasn't scared. I was just so turned on and I can't function. And he knows it. He shakes his head. "Wrong answer, love." He kissed my jaw and under my ear and all the way to my collar bones. Curse low shirts. I'm done for. He kisses right above my chest an I gasp. He kisses back up my neck again and he nips my skin. "Harry." I tried to sound ok but it came out on a breathy moan. He smirked against my skin. "Give in yet?" He asked. I pushed on him a little. Trying to get him off. I couldn't take much more. Or I would be back in his room. And I wouldn't be sleeping this time. He stopped his attack. "I hate you." I said breathily. "But fine. If I was moaning your name you can guess what was going on." I said. "But I want you to tell me." He smiled cheekily. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I was having sex with you in my dream. But it's probably just cause you were with me. It's not like it was real or anything." I blew it off. He stepped back. "Okay." He said. I went back to my food. He drove me home at 9:00 and opened my door again. I was at my door when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. "What do you want Harry?" I asked. He didn't answer. He just pressed his lips to mine waiting for my reaction. I kissed him back. I put my arms around his neck and he had one arm around my waist, he pushed me against my front door and his arm was on that. His mouth is so sweet, he but my lip and I allowed him entrance. He moaned as his tongue met mine. This kiss wasn't fast or crazy it was slow and amazing. He was making me dizzy. I ran my fingers through his hair. I moaned when he sucked on my soft spot on my neck. I arched to him and I felt him smirk. He left me a bruise so I left him one. I pulled away and looked into his eyes. We were both breathing heavy. "You're beautiful." He breathed. "Thank you. You're an amazing kisser." I said. "I know." He smirked. I scoffed. He stole another kiss. "But you're not bad yourself. Your body reacts to me and you can't play hard to get any more because after this you'll be craving more. Craving me. It's that nagging you can't get rid of because you'll always want me to be kissing you from now on. And I like making you moan. Because you are so sexy when you do. But I'll see you tomorrow and we are going on a date so wear something pretty." He said. I nodded. He hugged me. "Goodnight, Lydia." "Goodnight, Harry. See you tomorrow." He kissed my nose and left. I went inside and went up to my room and crashed and I knew who I was dreaming about tonight....Harry Styles.
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Hey guys! I told you of update today! Yeah it's Kind of late but school sucks and we have to go or it would've been done earlier...anyways. Hope you like it! Comment vote and fan! I'd really and truly love to hear from you guys! And yay! Some Harry/Lydia action. Think she'll give in or is she still gonna fight? Guess you'll have to find out haha until next time. Peace chickies!
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