Addiction (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

.25

I place my flannel over the red couch as I turn on the TV and turn on some soft music. I turn it up loud enough for me to hear from the kitchen but it it's too loud. I enter the kitchen and grab a bottled water from the refrigerator and begin drinking it as I then put the top back on and take my boots off and sit them on the floor by the stairs. 

I wait on Harry to grab some extra clothes he has in the trunk of his car which is a bit odd to keep that many clothes in your car.

I walk into the bathroom as I once again admire the beautiful place made out of wood as I turn on the water in the large shower and wait for it to warm up as I take some of the bobby pins that were holding my bun up, out of my hair and I let my wavy blonde hair fall freely as I pull it all to one side. Suddenly those familiar arms are wrapped around my waist from behind me as curly hair is touching my neck and those familiar lips are on my neck. I close my eyes, enjoying his soft touch as my shirt is lifted from my body, exposing my black lace bra.

I turn around to face Harry as I'm then placed on the counter in the bathroom. We lock our eyes on each other as I then remove Harry's black T-shirt, exposing his bare torso almost covered in black ink.

Harry leans in close to me as he moves my hair off my shoulder and out of my face as he begins locking our lips.

My hands move to the buckle of his black jeans as do his. I stand so he can get easier access into removing my jeans without breaking our kiss. But he breaks it anyway as he pulls my jeans down to my ankles and I step out of them, I repeat the same to Harry.

Leaving me in my underwear and bra and leaving Harry in his black Calvin Klien underwear. 

The only sound the both of us can hear is the water running from the shower and the soft music still playing from the TV in the next room.

Harry comes closer to me as his lips are on mine again and his hands run up and down the center of my back and finally stop at my bra as he begins unbuckling it. We're soon out of our underwear and Harry holds my hand as we step into the shower.

We wash our hair separately as Harry grabs the white loofa hanging on the shower head as runs it under the warm water and puts soap on it as he softly whispers, "Turn around." To me as I oblige. 

He runs the loofa on my shoulders and down my back as he comes across my torso and up my arms, making a weird pattern he's going in as he runs it back along my shoulders and briefly across my breasts, back down my torso and stopping at my pelvis bone.

"May I?" He asks as I nod and allow him to place the loofa around my thighs and then in between them...

....

Without a bra, I slip on the white T-shirt of Harry's that he had brought for me to put on. Rolling up the black basketball shorts of his, trying to make them stay around my waist securely as Harry puts on the extra boxers he had in his car on.

"I'm glad you came here with me, baby." He says as I brush my wet hair with the comb that was left in the bathroom. I smile at him and say, "I am too. I love spending time with you," 

He wraps his arm around my waist again, pecking me on the lips swiftly as we both begin brushing our teeth with the unopened toothbrushes that probably were stolen from a dentist office, I don't think you could buy these kinds anywhere else, because I've never seen them elsewhere.

Walking into the living room, I sit on the couch as I text Ana and tell her to tell my parents not to wait up for me and to tell them that I'm staying with Olivia tonight. Even though I am an adult, my parents would hate the fact that I'm staying the night with Harry so it's best just to keep it from them.