Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 35

Songs:

Love Me Harder: Ariana Grande ft. The Weeknd

Drunk In Love Beyonce ft. Jay-Z

Santeria: Sublime

Brass Monkey/ Fight For Your Right/ No Sleep Till Brooklyn/ Girls: Beastie Boys

Confessin' A Feeling: Sly, Slick & Wicked

I Like The Way You Love Me: Brenton Woods

A.J.'s POV

As I woke up the next morning, I felt my body ache as I lifted myself from the most uncomfortable position before realizing I was being restrained by a pair of large arms. I blinked a few times, letting my eyes adjust to the sunlight. It wasn't too bright, it never was in London, but it still took some time to adjust to the vast contrast from dark to light. As I managed to get a clear image, I noticed I was half on Harry's body and half on the mattress. No wonder my body was aching. I managed to wiggle out of his hold before I began to sit up, slightly, I noticed we were still naked from the night before.

I groaned softly as my body protested against any movement. I wasn't just sore from my accident, now I was also sore from the activities from the previous night. Not that I regretted it, but I knew I was going to have a hard time moving today.

I kissed Harry softly on his puckered lips, intending to give him a quick peck before getting out of bed. But, he had other plans.

His lips began to move against mine, his large hand snaking around to the back of my neck, ensuring that I stayed in place. He caught me off guard, but it didn't take long for me to reciprocate his actions. After a long, heated yet gentle kiss, he finally pulled away, a lazy, half grin, fixed on his face.

"Good morning, sweetheart," his raspy voice sent chills throughout my body. It was too early for this. "You weren't going to leave me here alone were you?"

"Morning," I whispered, laying back down next to him. "I know you don't like getting up early so I was going to let you sleep while I showered and maybe unpacked a few boxes," I admitted.

He moaned into my neck as he kissed me. "I've been awake for awhile," his voice vibrated against my skin.

"You should have woken me up," I yawned.

He chuckled, his chest vibrated next to me while his body shook the bed. "You're so cute," he said, before I was able to ask him what was so funny. "How do you feel?" He asked, his tone turning a little more serious.

"Fantastic," It technically wasn't a lie. I had just woken up from our first night of living together, not to mention the events of last night.

He looked at me suspiciously. "So you moaning in pain all night and groaning when you woke up is fantastic?" I frowned, feeling like a reprimanded child. "We shouldn't have had sex last night, you're still in pain."

"Don't take last night from me. It was beyond perfect and yes maybe we should have waited, but we didn't so, we can't change the past now so drop it."

"Whatever you say, baby," he smiled slightly, rubbing his nose against my cheek, trying to lighten the mood again. "You were about to quote the Lion King, weren't you?"

"Shut up, I'm going to shower," I informed him.

"Not yet," he pouted. "Stay a little longer?" He begged, wrapping his large hands around my thigh and hip, easily settling me over him. I took the sheets with me, keeping myself covered.

"You ask as if you're really giving me a choice," I laughed. He grinned, pulling the sheet from my body.

I sat there on top of him, completely exposed to him. Before I could decide if I was embarrassed or not, his large hands cupped my breasts, massaging them roughly. I watched as he sat up, his mouth coming in contact with my right breast. He sucked on my nipple as his hands settled on my hips, moving them so I was sitting directly over his erection. My eyes grew as I felt how hard he already was. It was intoxicating the way he looked up at me while he sucked on my nipple and moved my hips so his erection rubbed against my entrance.