England

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT:

Harry put his seat belt on and looked over at me as I climbed in the front seat, sticking my feet in his face purposely.

"Fuck, your feet smell so bad. Get them out of my face." He laughs, pushing against my feet. I laugh as I attempt to sit properly in the seat, getting my arm stuck in between the headrest somehow.

"Harry." I whine, pouting once he looks over at me, shaking his head.

"How the hell did you even do that?" He asks and looks at me as I just shrug. Come to find out my bracelet was stuck to the sweater I had in the back. "I've got it." He says getting me free from the awkward position I was in. I kissed him softly and flashed him a smile before putting on my seat belt. The ride back to our apartment was nice and quiet besides the sound of the soft music from the radio and Harry's soft angelic humming. I rest my head against the window and reach over to him, taking his hand in my, intertwining our fingers.

"How many weeks are you going to England?" I ask him for the 10th time today.

"Two. Only two and I will be back after that." He gives me the same answer he did a million times before and squeezed my hand. What the hell was I supposed to do while he was gone? I didn't really have a lot of friends and it would be sort of weird to just talk to them now because Harry's going away. I guess I would have to figure everything out.

I hum and look out the window again seeing what started out to be rain turn into snow. The weather has been getting weird lately; just last week it was nearly 100° out. When we pulled up to the parking lot, Harry got out and opened my door for me, putting the beanie he had on his head on mine.

"I don't need my munchkin sick." He says to me pulling me close to his warm body as he shuts my door. We walk as close as possible down the sidewalk to the front of the building unlocking the door. The warmth from inside the hall covered my body quickly as I waited for him to get the mail before we went up to our tiny but not too tiny apartment. I throw my shoes on the floor and unzip my coat only to be lifted up by my legs.

"HARRY!! PUT ME DOWN STOP IT!" I laugh as he throws me over his shoulder my hair fanning over my face as I pound my fists against his back.

"Ouch. Oh my. That hurts so much." Harry says in a mono tone, being sarcastic with me so I poke his butt. "Stop that." He laughs throwing me gently onto the mattress in our bedroom. I laugh, looking at him as he peels his shoes off his feet. They were some knock off designer sparkly shoes that I've been begging him to get rid of for months now but he loves them so much.

"You're an odd boy Harry." I laugh shaking my head slightly as I wrap my arms around his neck once he was close enough to me. "But you love me." He says closing the space between our lips, kissing my lips softly closing his eyes. I nod and run my fingers through his soft long curly hair. He hovers over me, gently nibbling at my lip, yanking gently at it. "I'm going to miss these lips for two weeks as well as your other lips." He says to me making me yanked at his hair gently.

"Well then you should get as much as you can before you leave me." I whisper quietly, feeling his hands move up my body unbuttoning my jeans slowly as he kisses me passionately, our lips moving in sync with each other.

Our lips move in sync with one another's and I inhale sharply feeling his hands slide down into my panties. He pulls away from me for a moment and groans softly seeing the pink material of my panties peeking out from underneath my blue jeans.

"Fuck, you are wearing them." Harry says swallowing thickly as his fingertips graze over my sensitive nub. I moan quietly biting my lip, kissing along his jawline so I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing me moan any louder. "I have to get this off of you fucking hell..." He mutters to himself, pulling my pants off of my legs by tugging at the end of the pant legs. I wiggle and work my hips allowing him to get them off of me easily.