Saved (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

8

"Why" He whispered once more before pressing his lips to mine.

The minute our lips touched, I felt an uncontrollable fire burn across my skin.

The kiss was slow and passionate but held lust and longing at the same time. Harry's tongue gently pleaded for access to my own, to which I quickly obliged as we moved together in perfect synchronization.His hand moved down to my waist while the second reached up and entwined itself in my hair, pulling at it gently. I did the same, reaching to tug at the soft, dark curls at the back of his head.

I would be telling a massive lie if I said I hadn't wanted to run my hand through his dark locks since the moment I met him.

My gentle assault to his hair caused him to release a soft groan from his plump lips. His thumb drew circles on my waist and he still held me close, not wanting me to leave his proximity. Slowly he pecked kisses on the corner of my mouth and down to my jaw line. My entire body tingling with the new sensation.

Harry leaned in further, kissing and nibbling my ear lobe before sucking a sensitive spot right below it, causing me to let out a soft moan as well.

This seemed to intrigue him as he quickly leant in to suck on the area once more, a little harder this time.

"Harry.." I breathed

"Mmmm" he sighed into my ear, causing my entire body to heat.

He shifted my body a little now, enticing myself towards him.

My thighs settled on either side of his own before his hands came down to rest on my waist. I placed one hand against his chest and brought the other to his hair again, tugging gently. I kissed his neck slowly, along his jaw and all the way down to his collarbone where I found his sweet spot. I knew because of the way he sharply sucked in his breath and the way he moved his hand to my back and pulled me closer to him.

I had never felt like this before. Harry's kisses were sweet and gentle and even if they were more rough they were still passionate and never harsh or sloppy. The feeling was more amazing than I could ever describe.

And then he began to play with the hem of my shirt, attempting to tug it over me.

"Harry" I breathed

"Lucy" he countered,

God I loved the way my name sounded coming off his lips.. But no.. I can't do this. Not now, not in a car, not after being groped by a stranger at a bar.

Wow, that really turned me off.

"Harry." I said again, a little more firmly as I pressed my hands against his chest to pull away. He groaned lightly in protest and whimpered at the loss of contact.

Neither of us had noticed, but all of the windows had fogged up and the temperature had risen significantly inside the enclosed space.

"We can't do this..not now. Not like this.." I said quietly.

"I'm sorry .. I didn't mean to ..ruin it."

He mumbled, a little embarrassed by his actions.

"No no.. Its okay I just .. Not in your car like this.." My voice trailed off.

Harry nodded silently as I climbed off his lap and back into my seat and put my seat belt on. He rolled down the windows to lower the temperature a little before turning on the engine, which made me jump and made Harry laugh as he pulled away.

We drove in silence for what felt like a lot of the drive although I couldn't decide if it was an awkward silence or not.

"Is it okay if I spend the night at your place again..?" I asked hesitantly.

"Of course." He said without thinking.

Finally we slowed down in front of his flat and Harry hopped out. I tried to as well but my door was locked and I didn't get to step into the chilly night air until he jogged around the front of the car and held the door open for me.

"Thank you" I said quietly before rubbing my arms up and down as a cold wind swept over me and blew my hair back. Harry immediately shrugged off his jacket and slung it over my shoulders.

"Harry its oka-" I began to protest but he held his finger to my lips, silencing me before holding his hand out and walking me to the front door.