"Victoria Marie!!" I hear my father yell and I immediately jump up.
Harry makes a groaning noise, and stirs. I take a minute to admire how beautiful he is, but quickly snap out when I hear my dad walking to my room. All of a sudden the footsteps stopped.
Shit we must have slept until the next day. How is that even possible.
"Victoria!! Open this door! What are you doing?" My dad yells, knocking at the door.
"Uhm......I'm naked!" I say facepalming myself because that's a stupid excuse.
"Well I'm your father so wrap a towel around yourself and crack the door." He replies annoyed.
"Okay hold on!" I say.
Damn it.
I didn't know what to think so I immediately strip my shirt and pants, and I pray that Harry doesn't wake up. I grab a towel from the floor, that was most likely dirty. Then I quickly run over to the hot boy in my bed and grab all the pillows and pile them on top of his body hoping my dad doesn't see when I crack the door open. I put the towel around my body, and I open the door and cover the open part.
"Finally, that took you long enough." my dad says while rolling his eyes.
"Anyways look I wanted to tell you that I'll be meeting someone tonight. You know another guy, and we are going on a three day date and I may come back next week. It may go that long, if we you know have a little fun and he's good at it." he says winking at me and laughing.
"That's so fucking disgusting dad. Like I really, and seriously don't want to know what you and your partner do dad." I fake gag but end it all with a smile.
I love my dad, and he loves me. I will always love him no matter what his sexuality is.
"Ok well, I'm leaving in an hour so ill just stay in and do whatever. Go relax." he says and walks away.
When I turn around I see Harry's head pop up from under the pillow.
"Do not say a word. If so, whisper!" I whisper to him.
"Why do you not have clothes on?" He questions while walking towards me.
He stopped really close to my face before I could get to answering him.
"I have one question." he says whispering in my ear. I tighten my grip on my towel.
"That is?" I reply with a lump in my throat. This turns me on so bad. So so so so bad. He's so sexy and I really just want to ride him off into the sunset.
I'm the biggest virgin, yet I have the dirtiest mouth.
"Why do you look so fucking sexy?" he says while kissing my forehead.
"Me? It's you." I tell him chuckling. I feel my cheeks go hot read.
"I know I've just met you, but your irresistible, and I love it. I want to do so many things to you." he whispers.
He starts kissing me and I feel the spark ignite and then slowly kiss make my way towards his plump pink lips.
He kisses me hard, and makes an entrance with his tounge into my mouth. The rhythm we had was perfect.
Nothing could get better. Harry slowly moved his hands from my face to my waist. He took his other hand and put it on my bum.
I gasped, "Harry we can't do anything. My dad's in the other room."
"I'm only touching you babe." he whispers back.
I look up at him, and look at my door to make sure it's locked.
I then press my lips back onto his, which catches him by surprise. He lets out a small moan when I move a bit closer and push my tounge into his mouth.
This was really all foreign to me. I've seen things like this in movies but not in real life. With me in it!
"Wait." I break away.
I need to put my clothes back on. I really don't feel okay with just a towel.
He looks at me with curious eyes.
"Uhm, can I put my clothes back on?" I ask while stepping back.
So many things go through my mind as I get my blotches and head into the adjoining bathroom.
What if this is just some joke he's playing? What if Harry really just wants sex? Maybe he doesn't like me?
I finish putting my clothes on and walk back out with a fake smile.
"Come here." he says softly.
"Harry I feel like we shouldn't go this way." I reply sitting on my bed.
"I do." he replies blankly.
"We can be friends right? Or at least until I'm eighteen I feel kind of awkward acting as if we were something right now." I say back without thinking.
Sadness flashes his eyes. Shit. You've done it again Victoria.
"I didn't mean to offend you at all Harry." I say rethinking.
"No it's fine, I obviously felt a connection. Didn't you?" he asks sitting next to me.
"Well yea, buy maybe us is really just not ready. I mean we just met each other. We can stay friends for now." I say.
I really like him, but I'm scared this is all a fucking joke.
"Your scared of getting hurt...aren't you?"
I didn't reply. He was right. I am scared. I'm scared because I'm not sure what the future holds.
"I'm scared too, I don't want you to get hurt. If we do get together I don't want people to say things." he says.
"They will. You can't change them or stop them from saying what's the truth Harry." I reply.
"Why do you always say shit like that. You put yourself down. It's annoying me so bad. So So bad, because you are worth so much more. You don't deserve to let what you think you look like drag you down. I don't understand why you are so...self conscious." He says upset.
I always do this. I talk about how disgusting I am and all I do is upset people. Even my friends. I can't with the stress.
"You don't get it.." I say looking down
"Well tell me then I will try my hardest to understand."
"Do you not see how big I am. I'm a whale compared to all those other models that you've probably had sex with or dated....and that girl. the girl who the rest of your friends were with. Did you see her? She was absolutely stunning, and there I was with a pair of jeans. Size 18, and her? Maybe a size zero." I vent.
"Listen up, I don't get why you care about what other people think or look at or whatever. Victoria you are the most beautiful girls I've ever seen in my entire life. Trust me when I say so. That girl was Sophia. Yes she's a very lovely person, and Liam is lucky to have such a person, but I don't care about them. It's me. My happiness. She's beautiful as well. Everyone has their own beauty. You just have to see yours babe." he replies and pulls me on for a hug.
He's so amazing.
"Your silent for once? Wow." he teases.
"I have nothing to say." I say looking up at him.
"That's okay." he kisses me on my forehead.
"Okay." I smile.
"I just want you to be the best you, that you can be. I will tell you your beautiful everyday just to make you realize it. I will stand in the mirror with you and make sure you see what I see."
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ILY.
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