Unknown Letters (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Chapter 26: Gone

Lara's POV:

After we tell Grace the bad news, we head back into Anne's room. By this time there's a couple family members here. Harry's dad with his two little brothers are here, his grandmother, his aunt, his best friend, Grace, and me.

When we walk back into her room, the little boys are sitting on the side of her bed latching on to her torso, Harry's grandmother is sitting in the chair crying, his dad is leaning up against the wall staring at the bed, his best friend and Grace are standing by us.

Harry takes Grace by the hand and asks, "Do you want to sit on momma's bed?" Of course she nods her head yes. He picks her up and sits her carefully onto her bedside. She immediately latches around her just like the little boys.

Harry steps back next to me and lets out a rough sigh. I gently wrap my arms around him, and just hug him.

Dr. Shall steps in after about 10 minutes and says, "Hi friends and family of Anne's, it's time for your final goodbyes as we disconnect her from all the monitors, after we do she will pass in 1 to 5 minutes." He steps out and allows the nurses to step in. The nurses politely stand in the back to wait for everyone to say goodbye. The kids won't let go of Anne, so we let them there unless the nurses say anything.

Harry goes up last, he gives her a kiss and squeezes her hand. I know he whispered something but I can't make out what it was.

When he steps back to me again, the nurses slowly walk over and start turning off all the machines, they remove the cords attached to her chest, and take out her IV, keeping the heart monitor hooked up to her. After doing so, they take a step out of the room and Dr. Shall comes back in, but he stays in the back.

We all watch Anne, and Harry's dad gets the kids off of her. Anne takes gasping huge breaths at random times, eventually we hear nothing, and then one last exhale escapes her lips and her body going limp. "Time of death, 8:43 AM." Dr. Shall announces. He steps up to the bed and turns the heart monitor off and disconnects it from her body. He lifts the sheets over her head and asks, "Should we take her out now?" Harry responds quickly, nodding his head yes. The nurses come back in and help wheel her bed out.

Harry's dad steps out of the room with all the kids, his grandmother is sobbing in the corner of the room, his best friend slowly walks out, and I look up at Harry. He's still standing still, staring at where Anne once was in her bed. "Harry, babe, we should go.." I shake his arm gently, but he doesn't respond.

"Harry, come on." I say again, but he doesn't budge. His grandmother hears me and says, "Harold, listen to your lady, you need rest." Harry looks up and makes eye contact with her, slightly nodding his head. He grabs ahold of my hand and laces our fingers together. I lead him out the door and we receive the car back by the parking garage man.

I end up driving us back to Harry's. When we arrive he doesn't make an attempt to get out of the car, he just sits there. I get out of the car, and walk around to the passenger door, opening it slowly. I unbuckle his seat belt, and gently grab his arms and help him get out, we take our time walking inside and up the stairs to his room. He walks in, strips down to his boxers, and flops in the bed and pulls the covers over him, including his head.

I walk over and grab his t-shirt, I strip out of my own clothes, leaving me in just my underwear, and slip on his shirt he wore today.

I get in his bed next to him and join him under the covers. He slowly turns his head to face mine and whispers, "Thank you so much, for everything." In response, I caress his cheek and give it a small kiss. He grunts in response to it.

He slowly scooches closer to me and pulls me on top of him. "May I help you?" I giggle. "Oh I think you can.." He roughly responds and grabs my hand. He leads my hand down his torso, he pauses as I reach the waistline of his boxers, "please?" He asks. "Harry I don't know if it's a bright ide-" He cuts me off by placing my hand over his bulge. I don't move it at all. Honestly I don't really know what to do, I've never really done this before. I mean I have an idea of what to do, but I don't know.

When I don't move my hand, Harry says, "Baby, just squeeze it slightly, like a massage." I do as he says and slightly squeeze his bulge, when I do so he lets out a small moan, "Keep going." He encourages me. Instead of continuing with my hand, I completely straddle him, getting a boost of confidence. I run my hands up his sides and through his long curls. I lean down and places wet kisses running up his body until I reach right under his jaw line. I gently start to suck on his sensitive skin there, and give tiny bites, I swirl my tongue over the big bruise I just made, and move my lips up to his. Immediately he enters his tongue and starts exploring my mouth. I start to grind my hips slowly against his growing bulge,  and he lets out multiple moans. "Lara, baby, I need more." He gasps into my mouth. "Oh I don't know about that." I say and climb off him.

He looks at me with a pouting face, "You get me all excited and now you're just not going to do anything?"

"Yup." I say popping the 'p'.

He drops his head against his pillow and groans in frustration. "Maybe you should go take care of that." I giggle. "Yeah, well, I wanted you to." He grunts as he steps out of bed and goes across the hall to the bathroom.

AUTHORS NOTE:

SOOOO I know I'm terrible at writing sexual scenes but you know what, whatever lol. I hope you all liked it, tell me what you thought?

Love yous! (: