One Direction One Shots 2

Baby (Harry)

The front door swung open revealing a rather tall, curly haired boy. When his gaze fell on my face a cheeky grin appeared. He swiftly pulled me into his body, I embraced him wrapping my arms round his shoulders.

“Baby Haz” I whispered into his ear.

He pulled away, stepping back and allowing me into the house. He turned round, the smile had disappeared. I frowned wondering what had affected his mood in the past 5 seconds.

“What’s wrong?” I questioned.

“Is that how you see me?” his deep voice replied.

“What do you mean?”

“As a baby, you see me as a baby.” Harry stated.

He can’t be serious. I looked up at his face, obviously waiting for me to say something.

“Harry, it’s just a nickname.”

He didn’t look convinced as he brushed past me into the living room. I followed after him quickly slipping off my coat and shoes as I went. I stood on my tip toes to reach the high peg and hung up my coat. When I entered the room he was sat on the grey sofa. He got to his feet as I walked towards the seating area.

“I’m only four years younger, that’s hardly anything.”

I stood in front of him, completely confused at where this outburst had come from.

“I know that.”

“No you don’t” he let out a frustrated huff.

 “I don’t want to be seen as a baby” his voice getting quieter. “Especially by you.”

His head dropped down as he spoke the last few words. My hand went up to his face, tilting his chin so I could see his pretty green eyes. He shook his head out of my grip. I gasped as he caught hold of my wrists pushing me to the wall. His body pressed to mine feeling his breath fan over me.

“I can see when you look at me you think of me as younger.” His husky voice spoke.

I didn’t know quite what to say, he had never acted like this before. I had no idea that he felt like he did. Our age had crossed my mind a couple of times, but not enough to make our friendship feel strange. His voice broke me out of my thoughts.

“I bet I could make you feel better than any other guy you’ve been with.” He whispered in my ear.

“Harry.” I warned.

I was shocked at his statement. I yanked my wrists from his grasp, pushing my hands to his chest. He didn’t make any effort to move.

“Harry!”

My fingers gripped his upper arms this time. But I was surprised at what I felt. His muscles were bigger, bigger than when I had seen him last which must have been a couple of months ago. Now I thought of it, his height had increased, his body towering over me. Harry’s voice had also deepened, becoming more husky.

“Please….let me show you.”

I didn’t give any response. A few seconds later I felt his full lips press to my neck. My breath trembled from my mouth as he began to lightly suck on my skin. His hands withdrew from their place on my hips. I didn’t have time to question what had just happened when he quickly tugged his t shirt from his torso. A mop of dark, curly hair sprung back over his forehead. My eyes scanned over his stomach and chest, discovering lightly toned muscle beneath his smooth skin. His strong jaw tensed as I stood staring at the beautiful guy in front of me.

“Y-you’re not a baby, Harry.” I stuttered.

A dimpled smile graced his perfect face. He stepped forward, trapping my body between his and the wall again. The smile faded and I watched his adam’s apple as he visibly gulped. He hesitated this time, keeping eye contact with me as he slowly leaned in. I held my breath as his bubblegum-pink lips pressed against mine. His large hands travelled down and settled on my hips. I felt the warmth radiate from his body as he pulled me closer. I found my fingers wandering over the muscles on his lower back.