Focus (Harry Styles AU)

three

I hear a knock on the door and instantly start freaking out. Why? I don't know why but I just do. I run over to the door about to turn the handle to open the door but then stop and take a moment so I don't seem eager. After about .3 seconds of waiting I decide it's enough and I open the door and once again... Another outfit, leggings and a vineyard vines t-shirt.

"Hello Lacey um, this I guess is my house." Ugh god I'm such an idiot 'I guess this is my house?' Well no shit Harry it's not a strangers house I think to myself.

She walks inside looking around the place, but I quickly lead her to the living room.

Breaking the silence I ask, "So should we get this "Netflix and chill" started?"

"I suppose." She smiles as she sits down.

We search for a movie that's not too "action-y or not too romantic-y" but a comedy... A classic I suppose, Mean Girls. I don't know why I agreed to watch this but it's whatever.

About 20 min into "Netflix and chill" which still makes me laugh to my self, she scoots close to me and cuddles up to me going under my arm and onto my lap. Then it hits me that I'm not wearing underwear! And I think she notices because when she scoots over onto my lap she inhaled a sharp intake of breath. Also she's wearing leggings possibly the most thin layer of girl bottoms.

Out of nowhere it makes me kinda want to kiss her... Well shit Harry if you have a girl on your dick I wouldn't see why you wouldn't want to kiss her I think to myself.

She looks up at me and I think she can read my mind because she starts to lean in and I meet her half way with my lips and then boom were kissing.

Things start to escalate quickly, so I find myself leaning her back on the couch and me crawling I between her legs... But not like that just yet! Wait what do I mean just yet? Anyway her lips feel like soft pillows maybe almost soft like jell-o, well shit now I'm hungry. Okay Harry focus hot girl make out session happening right now.

I feel her hands pulling at the hem of my shirt then my shirt start lifting up. I guess she likes to be in control. I break the kiss so she can pull my shirt off me.

"Tattoos, I like them." Before she gives me time to say something she kisses my lips again, kissing down my neck leading down to my chest and she being kissing almost all of my tattoos. I stop her and kiss her lips again. I decide that it's her turn to take her shirt off. IT IS GOING DOWN. I reach down to her hips and give them a little squeeze which she seemed to enjoy because I got a celebratory slip of a moan out of her lips. I proceed to pull her shirt off of her and I find that she is wearing a sports bra, usually girls who wear sports bras most off their boobs look small but surprisingly I've been mistaken.

Lacey+

I never think it would be get this far and to be honest I don't want to stop. He takes off my shirt and stares at my breast and kissing each one starting with the left then the right leaving huge hickeys, which means no low cut shirts for awhile... I'm not really sure where this is gonna lead tonight but I wouldn't mind going all the way. I've only had sex with one guy my whole life, but I love sex. After Harry's done leaving hickeys he comes back up to my lips.

I try to flip us over so I could get on the top, trying but not succeeding. He gets what I am trying to and flips us in one swift move. I quickly start to move my hips on top of him and he groans ever so quietly, almost trying to sustain it. I grin in success. I begin to kiss him down his happy trail. Pulling on the top of his sweatpants. No need to worry about underwear because apparently  he's not wearing any, but neither am I so... I move my hand down to his crotch gently stroking him on top of his sweatpants, I feel him flex his arms around me. He pulls his lips off of mine so I kiss down his neck and I'm pretty sure I hear him so sorry I can't.

I look up at him stopping my actions, even though I can feel his erection underneath me. Why would he want to stop?

I ask him worried. "Why stop? Was I doing something wrong? Am I a bad kisser?" I bombarded him with all these questions freaking out.

He looks up at me with sad eyes but he's not saying anything. I stand up to get my shirt and put it on.

Harry+

I don't know why I asked her to leave I mean then she started freaking out asking all of these stupid question. Of course she was a great kisser, probably the best I've ever kissed... And probably great in bed... Oh shit I haven't answered her back yet and now she putting her shirt back on.

"Wait." I grab her arm stopping her from doing more. "You're a great kisser obviously..." I look down at my erection, blushes and when I look at her she is looking down blushing too.

"Look" I tell her, "I would love to continue this but this is only the first time hanging out and I just met you today. I would like to just make out and maybe get to second base."  I chuckle.

"Yea okay we can do that but this couch is kinda uncomfortable.."

"I'm guessing you would like to do this is a room?" I question already knowing the answer. She looks down and nods.

I leave my shirt off and we walk to my room me leading the way while holding hands. I turn on the tv while she lays down on the bed, I lay down on my side and gesture for her to come scoot into my arms.

After the movie ends I ask her a question but she doesn't answer. I look down and at her and she's passed out sleep... In my arms and I don't even want to move her.