The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I wake up to the loud sound of Harry's alarm on the bedside table. I expect him to reach over and press the top button but he dosen't move.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Damn alarm." I cuss before reaching over Harry's motionless body and stoping the noise.

I lay back on the bed facing Harry. He looks so young in his sleep, even with all of his tattoos.

His hair is laying down on his forehead and I push it back to it's normal spot. His eyes flutter but don't open from my touch.

I lay my head against his chest and it's warm to the touch.

I could stay like this forever. Peaceful and content, but I know that's not possible. I can't even imagine what Harry is going through, losing my dad would crush me. Totally and completely crush me.

The only loss I have ever experienced was with my gramps and even that broke me. It took a while for the pieces to come back together, but they eventually did.

I know it's not easy for him. Just seeing him last night crying, gave me a little insight to what he must be experiencing. I wish he could understand that I'm here for him.

I place my lips against his hard stomach and suck lightly. I leave wet kisses over the spot before flipping over on my stomach allowing me more access to him.

My lips press against every inch of his stomach untill I reach the top of his boxers. I trace my tounge along the edge untill I reach his v-line on the side.

"Alex. What are you doing?" Harry asks, trying to hold back his laughter.

I move from my position to strattle him, placing one leg on each side of his stomach.

"Waking you up." I say placing my hands on his chest to balance myself.

I lean my head down into his neck, using my lips to suck lightly at the skin.

"Alex.." Harry counters.

I don't stop, instead I suck harder bringing my teeth to graze across his skin. When I reach the top of his collar bone he lets out a quiet moan, before flipping us over.

Harry is now over top of me, his legs inbetween mine. I can't help but remeber the last time we were in this same position.

"I woke up with a hard on." Harry tells me and my stomach flips.

He leans his hips down to meet mine and I can feel exactly what he is talking about.

"Well I would say I'm sorry but most guys don't complain." I say sarcastically, bitting my lip.

Like I would know. The only guy I have ever made hard other than Harry is Asher, and it's not like we ever did anything.

"Oh. I'm not complaining." He smirks at me.

I start to kiss his neck once again but he stops me, by pressing his hand against my shoulder.

Again? How many times is he going to do this.

I fall back on the bed in defeat, sighing loudly.

"Baby, it's not like that." He sighs moving to his side facing me.

"It's fine, Harry. You don't need an explanation. If you don't want me I will just stop throwing myself at you." I look away from him, my cheeks are still red from embarrassment.

"You can't be serious." He says and I turn my head to look at hime. Once again his green eyes are glowing, and it takes my breath away.

When I don't respond to him he continues.