Things I Can't [A Harry Styles Fanfiction]

Chapter 9

"Oh my God! Harry don't. You know. How. I. Agh-" I screamed. We had just woken up, and Harry had taken it upon himself to straddle my lap, and kiss along my jaw. He was sucking on my sweet spot on my collarbone. It was a good thing that my parents were away for the weekend. I had told Harry before that I wanted to wait until after I was married to have sex.

"Harry. Please. I can't." I gasped out. He kissed along my neck, holding my hands above my head in one of his. "Fine. Have it your way princess." He said, hot breath against my ear. He sent shivers down my spine, climbing off of me.

"You know I love you. But you also know how I feel about sex before marriage." I said. I felt bad making him wait.

"I know. I love you too. Lets go get breakfast."

He went downstairs, and Arizona was already there. She was with Niall. We had invited them to breakfast.

"Heard you guys, um. Having fun." Arizona snickered. My face turned crimson, and I ducked my head down. "We didnt actually do anything." Harry said for me. "Sure you didn't." Niall giggled.

I sat down next to Arizona at the table, and waited for Harry to give me my food.

He put the steaming pancakes and bacon on my plate and I dug in. "Harry, your such an amazing cook." I said with my mouth full. Sounds of agreement came from Niall and Arizona.

As I was about to put a piece of bacon in my mouth, my stomach felt strange. "Harry, I think I'm going to-" I put my hand over my mouth, and lurched for the bathroom. I dove headlong for the toilet, and threw up the contents of my stomach.

Harry was behind me in an instant, whispering soothing things into my ear while holdings hair back. I sat back, clenching my stomach. "It's okay love. I'm here. I've got you." Harry held me in his arms, and rubbed soothing circles into my back.

He picked me up, and carried me to my room. He laid me in my bed, and climbed in next to me. He started singing, as I drifted off to sleep. As I was on the edge of unconsciousness, he leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I'm going to tell Niall and Arizona that you're okay, and show them out. I'll be right back."

What seemed like a minute later, I felt the mattress shift. I was too tired to open my eyes. "Thanks for being here for me Harry."

"Of course. Now get some rest so I can take care of you." And before I could say another word, I was asleep.

"Shh. Babe it's okay, just let it out." Harry once again was holding me as I emptied my stomach into my toilet bowl.

It was only three in the afternoon, and I had thrown up 16 times already. Trying to nap was pointless, and even sipping water made me sick.

Harry has been with me all day. I'm so glad to have him here. I remember one time when I was younger I had the chicken pox, and Harry was supposed to stay away, but he snuck through my window. He ended up with them too. We had stayed home together all week.

I smiled, my dry lips cracking, thinking of those days so long ago.

I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to come.

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"For the thousandth time, yes! I'm packed!" Harry and I were going on a camping trip this weekend. I know what your probably thinking. 'Why are two sixteen year olds who are dating, going camping together?' Well, were not.

I go on this trip with Harry's family Every year. His mom step-dad and sister are coming with us. Now that were dating, we aren't aloud to share a tent anymore.

"Okay love. Just making sure." Harry came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. I continued packing, but it was a challenge, considering he kept moving his chin, trying to tickle me. "Harry! I'm trying to pack, and your not making this easy!" I turned to him, and pecked his lips. "Sorry."

"It's a good thing I love you Styles." I kissed him lightly, and turned back to my suitcase.

As I was rummaging through my things, Harry started nibbling on my ear, still with his arms around my waist.

"Kids, come on! If we want to get there before midnight, we need to leave!" Anne shouted from downstairs. "Come on Styles." I closed up my suitcase, and pulled Harry behind me.

We were met downstairs with Anne and Gemma. "Harry your dads already started the car, take Skylors suitcase out to him please." Anne said.

"Okay mum." Harry walked out the door with his mom leaving Gemma and I alone.

5 minutes later we were all packed into their car, and were driving out of Harry's driveway. I was sat next to Harry, playing with his hair. Soon, I fell asleep on his shoulder, listening to the sounds of his family.

"Skylor, come on Babe." I heard Harry saying to me. I slowly opened my eyes, and realized that we were at his cabin. I followed him up to the second floor, to the room I would be sharing with Gemma.

I was tired, so I kissed Harry and climbed into bed. The thunder from outside was making sleep impossible.

I got out of my bed, and crept out of the room quietly, so I wouldn't wake Gemma.

I tiptoed to Harry's room, and opened the door. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and looking at me. "I'm scared of the thunder." I admitted. "Come here." He opened his arms, and I climbed into bed with him. He wrapped his arms around me, and I felt safe. I fell asleep cuddled into his chest.