Foreign Love || Harry Styles AU {completed}

Six❦

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"a girlfriend back home in London"

He wastes no time deepening the kiss, and I follow his movements. His hands squeezes my thighs and I can't help but let a small noise come from my mouth. Surprised my my own voice I stop and my eyes widen.

"You never moaned before" He smiles, knowingly.

"No, never like that" I say, and I'm about to stand up from his lap, feeling nervous but his right hand comes back to hold my cheek.

"You're so sweet and innocent.. I can't believe I'm the first one to kiss you and touch you" his voice is hoarse., as he continue to caress my cheek. I lean in his touch, closing my eyes. "What is happening Oopsy? I don't know what you're doing to me" He whispers. Harry starts to kiss my neck slowly, and I feel relieved.

Relieved that I no longer have Daniel's touch in memory when I look at my neck, now I have Harry's.

When his kisses arrive to my hickey, he kisses it and he rest his forehead on in. "I can't believe he did that to you. I can't believe he marked your innocent and pure skin. It makes me crazy"

My hands leaves his chest to tangle into his curls. I massage his scalp slowly and It seems to smooth him out. "Harry" I say slowly.

"Yeah?"

"What- I mean, What's happening? What are we doing?" I ask not moving an inch.

"I don't know love." He sigh.

After a few minutes of resting like that, in each other arms, I stop caressing his head and start to back away but when i do, Harry's head fall. He's asleep. I smile at the sign of his resting face. I get up from his lap but his grip tighten on my thigh.

"I'm going to the bathroom" I whisper "Take a rest on the couch you'll be better". With that I leave the living room, and run into the bathroom.

"Oh My God" I muter to myself. What happened? How did Harry and I- We just- Arhhhg. I'm so confused... He was so mean to me, and now, he was acting so fucking sweet! How is this even possible? I don't get it. But hell i enjoyed that heated kiss a lot.

A sound from the living room makes me jump, and I run back towards the sound to stop it from waking Harry up.

I look at the coffee table, and It's his phone ringing. I read the number "99 99" which is the number of the lobby's reception. I decide to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Er.. Who is this? Is Harry here?"

"Brad?" I ask

"Miss Gomez? Is that you?"

"Yes it's me"

"What happened? Did your TV stopped working again?"

"What? No? What make you say that?"

"Oh, since you have Harry's phone I figured he was with you"

"Indeed, he's sleeping."

"Oh... well can you wake him up?"

"What? Why would i do that? He seems exhausted!"

"Sorry miss, but we need him to go back to work. Apartment 28 C's Air Conditioner isn't working and we have a huge problem with the hall TV."