One More Night (One Direction fanfiction)

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Julie's POV: 

I slowly opened my eyes to find Harry asleep next to me. Sneaking out of his arms, that were wrapped around me, I scanned the room for my underwear, having no success. I sat a bit up and took the covers with me. 

"Good morning, beautiful," Harry muttered tired, chuckling at me, as I hastily tried to conceal myself even more. "I've already seen you naked, it's fine,". I threw the covers over his head, quickly pulling my underwear on. He struggled to remove the cloth from himself, eventually coming back, smiling at me. "Jules, I saw you naked last night, and you looked lovely, okay?". 

"Well, it was different, last night was... sex, and now it's... you know," I explained embarrassed, cheeks blushing. "Harry, we still need to talk about this.". 

My view of his naked torso was now updated to his full-frontal naked body. "I was horny. I needed it, and judging from how tight you were, you needed it too.". 

I shot his boxers at him with a groan, finding some jeans and one of Harry's plaid shirts in my bag. "Well, it's not gonna happen again,". He found some clothes himself, getting it on, while I tried to comb my hair, that had become total sex hair. Me and Harry walked over to the main house, where his mom had made breakfast. We sat down at the table, and Anne joined us. 

"You look tired," she said sweetly to me and Harry, making Matty and Gemma, who were also there, giggle soundlessly. "Haven't you slept?". 

"Well, uhm... we just talked for a couple hours," Harry lied anxiously, probably not wanting his mom to know, that we had sex. "So we didn't sleep much.". Matty rolled his eyes at us, Harry giving him a deadly look. 

"Goodmorning, kids," Robin, Harry's stepfather, greeted, Anne getting up to kiss him. Gemma gestured to me, pulling her shirt over her collar bone. I looked down and realised the love bite, Harry had given me, was showing. I covered it, sent a smile to Gemma, who was joined by her boyfriend, Liam. I silently gulped as I felt a hand on my thigh. I looked up to Harry, who started to rub small circles with his thumb. I realised the kind action, my lips curving upwards, a smile erupting onto my mouth. We chatted for a long time, and Harry and I ended up in the couch, while watching telly. His grandmother waddled down and sat in an armchair, then chuckled at our position. 

I was almost sleeping with my head on Harry's chest, as I sat on his lap, his arms around me. 

"Is the poor girl asleep?" she asked quietly, and he glanced down at me and shook his head. "You would think so after your night.". 

"What do you mean, mrs. Cox?" I replied curiously, sitting up. I shifted a bit away from Harry, but he quickly pulled me into him again. "What night?". 

She laughed softly. "Matty told me, you two were intimate last night,". An instant feeling of vomit in my throat went through me, and Harry froze and loosened his grip on me. 

"I'm going to kill him," he muttered under his breath. "Granny, please don't tell Mum!". 

"I already know," Anne spoke suddenly, and I felt my cheeks becoming even redder than they already were. "I'm cleaning the sheets as we speak. And there's no reason to be embarrassed, Julie! At least Robin didn't walk in on you this time, Harry." . Laughter filled the room, and I began to feel a bit more comfortable with the situation, we were in. I returned to my half-sleeping position in Harry's lap. 

* 

I could sense being put down, which made flutter my eyes open. I was in Harry's car, and I heard the car door open, looking to my right, where he got in. 

"Well, good morning, sleeping beauty," he commented charmingly, a cheeky grin on his face. "My family didn't want to wake you up, but they wanted me to say goodbye for them.". The engine started noisily, as I gave him a slight smile and stared out the window, where it was very dark. 

"I'm quite pleased that I didn't get the chance to face them again," I laughed softly. "I was so embarrassed! I can't believe Matty told everyone, even your mother,". I leaned my head against the seat, as Harry pulled out of the driveway. "Did you carry me?". 

He nodded shortly. "Yeah, I did. You look quite lovely when you sleep, you know,". Harry had complimented me before, called me before, this time it just felt more... meaningful. 

I kept quiet, and it was when we drive out of the town, I decided to speak up. "Do you miss it? Your life before fame?". I was only given a small shrug and a 'sometimes'. Well, fuck me for trying to get our friendship to a deeper level. He grew silent, which gave me more time to think about our night. And the more I did, the more longing I became to touch him sexually; something I didn't get to do during it. I cursed at myself, when my hand came to rest on his crotch, a small moan escaping his lips. 

Harry's knuckles turned white, as he gripped the wheel in an attempt to control himself. "J-Jules, what are y-you doing?". 

"I want to touch you..." I whispered seductively into his ear, rubbing my hand against his constricted bulge repeatedly. "And I want you to touch me...". He lost his self control, driving to the side of the dark, empty road. He put his lips to mine desperately, his lust getting the best of him. The kiss grew into a steamy make out session in the backseat of the Range Rover, me on top of Harry, whose pleasure turned extreme, as I pulled down his pants and boxers, grabbing his cock in my hand, running my fingers over it. After awhile he stopped my curious fingers. 

"As much as I like getting..." he growled against my neck, softly sucking, suddenly flipping us around, so he was the dominant figure. "I like giving better.". Harry hastily pulled my trousers down my legs, wasted no time in dipping his fingers in, and he smirked at my gasps and moans. 

Having my eyes closed, I didn't see that he found a condom in his pants, it was only when I felt something rubber-y against my entrance, I noticed the action. I was filled up to the max all of a sudden, his thrusts hard and deep. 

* 

Why couldn't I stay away from him? The boy I used to hate. The boy, that I had now slept with twice. The boy, who caused me to smile, when I saw him. 

I had no answer as to why Harry drew me to him. Sure, he was attractive, that I had never denied, but why couldn't I resist him? I'd done so for a long time before. 

"What are you thinking about?" Danielle questioned with an curious tone to her words. "I've asked what you wanted from the pizzeria three times now.". 

"It's... uhm... nothing really," I replied smiling, Eleanor sending me 'oh really?' look. "It's Harry, and a pepperoni pizza with olives, please, Dani,". They both gasped quietly. "I would be lying if I said I wasn't developing some sort of feelings for him.". 

"Are you serious, Jules? Best day ever!" Eleanor exclaimed happily. "We've been waiting for this in like forever!". 

I sighed heavily at my friends' excitement. "I'm sure he doesn't have the same feelings. He was only horny the first time, the second time I was horny, it's not a big deal!". 

They laughed loudly, before Danielle picked up her phone, calling the pizzeria to order. 

I returned to my thoughts about the curly haired boy. If Harry hadn't got that cold, then I wouldn't even think about him. I wouldn't have slept with him. As a conclusion everything would be normal. And strangely I didn't want everything to be normal. 

I left Danielle and Liam's apartment a couple of hours later. Liam was out with the other boys at a club, which meant he was with Harry, who I hadn't seen since he dropped me off at my flat after our car trip home four days ago. It was kind of okay, it meant I got to spend more time with Louis and the girls. Speaking of Louis, he was not happy when he found out me and Harry had sex. Threatened to beat the shit out of the latter, if we slept together again. 

I finally reached my building, finding my keys, rushing up to my apartment. I was actually quite tired, and I was just about to call it an early night, as my doorbell rung loudly. I didn't even get to see who it was, before two lips, I knew very well, smashed against mine. 

Harry.