Harry and I were already 30 minutes away from my mums flat. It's 9:13 a.m. And the funeral starts at 12 o'clock so I have time to settle in with Harry.
Me and Harry have been serious, it's been like 3 weeks but still, I find him very interesting and something about him makes me have wonders.
I'm glad Harry and I met, because he just calms me down when I'm feeling a bit a blue. He's just there for me when I really need him. Like today.
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Seeing them bury my grandpa into the ground really hurt me. It would be the last time I'd get to see him, I couldn't handle it, tears streaming down my face.
I ran out of the funeral homes and ran my hands through my hair, wiping off some mascara coming down my face. I hear footsteps behind me.
"Harry, nows not the right time." I sniffed and looked away.
"Listen to me, it's gonna be okay. How about we go tell your mother goodbye and head back home? Is that okay?" He asked and rubbed my arm for comfort. I gave him a quick nod and headed back.
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*1 month later*
"Harry! Dinners ready!" I yelled as I set down a plate of spaghetti on the table as well as mine.
Harry was upstairs taking a shower from his run. Hearing heavy footsteps I know he's coming.
"Thank you babe, I'll be heading out after dinner." He said taking a mouth full of spaghetti.
"Where you going?" I asked taking a sip of water.
"I'm gonna go see my old mates, you can come if you want to. I'm sure they'd want to meet you someday." Harry replied.
"Maybe next time, have to go study for an exam in the course I'm taking." I said whilst taking a bite out of my food.
He looked at me confused like I was hiding something, I was hiding something but I couldn't just yet tell him. His birthday is coming up and I want to do something special for him. I'm ready to take the next step in this relationship.
"How long are you staying over there?" I asked.
"Maybe like a couple of days, why?" He said and looked at me blankly.
"No reason I was just asking." I say and get up after I finished and put the dish in the sink.
"Why don't you wanna tell me?" He asked behind me making me shiver.
"Harry it's no big deal I was just asking." I say stuttering a bit, I thin he noticed it.
"Then why are you being nervous"
"I most certainly am not nervous, you just scared me from behind."
"Why you don't like the way I make you feel." He said and turned me around so now I'm facing him.
"I- I do, it's just-" He cut me off by placing his lips on mine.
"If *kiss* you *kiss* tell *kiss* me *kiss*", He pulls apart, "I'll make love to you." He said and smirked, he knew how I felt about having sex. I told him to wait, I want to get married and have sex after. But I don't think Harry's gonna marry me
Oh no.
I was saying I believe sex after marriage, but with Harry doing this to me. Forget marriage.
"No. You know the rules about 'making love' Harry." I say and push past him.
"Oh come on! Can I at least finger you!" He exclaims and I gasp.
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His Smirk ( Harry Styles Fanfiction )
FanfictionI'm Annalie, I'm 19 and I live in England, I live on my own since I moved to Cheshire to go to college while my mum was in Doncaster with my older brother Louis, and my little sisters. I left my friends, but I see them at times, it gets lonely, but...