Mine

Chapter 7

I wake up before Harry my phone is dead so I cant call my driver. I don't want to wake Harry he looks so very peaceful and beautiful. Instead I make my around his flat and explore. He has good taste in houses.

Where the fuck is the kitchen? I'm so hungry. I make my way down the steps through the living room.

Should of known the kitchen would of been just off the dining table. What a health fanatic. I laugh at his choice of foods and beverages that fill his fridge. Yogurt, OJ, bagels, avocado, cream cheese.

I grumble.

"Harry why can't u have anything good?" I ask myself loudly.

"Cause healthy stuff is good for you, you lazy bum." his voice comes from behind me making me jump.

"Christ you scared the shit out of me." I say shutting his fridge.

He laughs shaking his head making his way over to me.

"Why can't you like healthy food?" he smirks pulling out an apple from the basket on the counter.

"I just don't like anything healthy really, maybe apples and water but that other shit in that fridge no way."

"You poor thing." he pushes me against the counter.

Ouch.

"I've got to work here soon I'm actually late as we speak and so are you Mr. Styles." I look up at his face teasing him with a swift kiss on the lips.

I walk out the kitchen leaving him there in the kitchen looking hot as hell in his boxers the sunlight highlighting his face.

Should I invite him into the shower with me?

"Hey uh Harry can I use your shower?" I question.

He pokes his head from around the corner smiling. God I love that smile.

"Yeah if I can join you?"

I swallow hard and I answer yes before my mind can catch up. The water cascades down my body bouncing onto Harrys in front of me. My hand rest against his chest as I plant a kiss on it and move up to his neck.

"Don't do this unless your going to fuck me."he breathes his head hanging back under the water with pleasure.

I stop my assault I have to decide now if I want to. I promised myself last night I wasn't going to unless I knew how I felt. I know I like Harry a lot I may even love him.

My lips crash into his enough Louis let go do it. I tell myself as I feel myself hardening. I kiss him roughly down his neck and all over his chest. I reach him and take him in my mouth he instantly hardens.

"Harry we need to get to your room" I turn off the water quickly.

We rush to his room and I crash into his lips knocking him onto the bed. I grab the condom from the pocket of my jeans but I have no lube please have lube Harry.

I slip it on.

"Tell me you have lube otherwise I need to prep you." I smirk.

He nods to the drawer beside his bed. Thank you god.

"I can still prep you if you want me to." I bite my lip.

He shakes his head raising his legs for my entry. I give him a questioning look.

He nods and with that I slide in him. He lets out a loud pleasurable moan. Oh god he is tight so tight. Fuck.

I begin moving faster and he squeezes my arm. This feeling of being inside him is foreign much tighter and much rougher I quite like it.

"L-Louis." he stutters as I stop my movement bringing him on top me so his long legs wrap around my torso.

"Oh god." I moan as I begin moving again.

"Louis." he moans into my neck.

I kiss him as I pound faster.

"Fuck Harry." I moan.

He stiffens and I know he is about to come undone I lay him flat and pound into him until he releases himself. I pull out on my release. As Harry lays there breathlessly.

"I-....." he stops.

"What?" I question wrapping my arm around him.

"Nothing I best not say anything yet." he rests his head on my chest.

I look at him I did this because I love him. Silly to say only after a week.

I've come to realize the greatest unsolved mystery is love. It is something unsolvable. What is love exactly? By definition love is simply an intense feeling of deep affection or a person thing that one loves. Love to me is impossible to describe. I myself have never been able to explain it. Love is not a definition on a piece of paper it is a feeling.... a mysterious feeling.... It doesn't let you choose when you feel it and when you don't it decides for itself who you do, who you don't. It chooses for you, it brings the worst or maybe the best out in us.

Harry is love.

That is what Harry is, a mysterious feeling, something unsolveable. I've tried for the amount of time I've met him, and fell for him. To figure out if I love him I do. I know I do there is no denying this feeling I have is the greatest one of all...love.

I love Harry. I'm sure of this now. He is Mine.

"Say it Harry." I beg.

He looks up at me.

"I love you Louis Tomlinson." he says it with emotion.

"Harry I love you, there is no denying it. This morning has made me realize this, your not like anyone else Harry your special. Don't think for a second your just another one like those girls you aren't. Time has no matter with this. Your mine baby mine." I smile looking at dimples.

"Mr. Styles you have missed work and so have I." I smirk.

I truly love Harry. He loves me now this needs serious precautions, and rule changing if I want him. My football career has everything to do with this now no one has any say in it with my music business and I have a game tomorrow a proper game. Something Harry can't come to as a guest of mine and I can't treat him as a friend cause that's not what he is to me. He is the total opposite, he is Mine.