Resist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty-Three

HARRY'S POV

"Babe wake up! We are here!" I whisper in excitement.

"Ugh." She grumbles and unbuckles her seat belt. I carry her purse for her even though she insists she should.

"No you are crippled, now hobble on I'll get your stuff."

She laughs and limps behind me.

"What's the game plan?" She asks.

"Get a taxi to our apartment, un pack, and spend the next two weeks planning what to do with our lives here." I smile and take her hand.

"Sounds good."

We get our bags and walk out of the airport.

"Have you ever been to America?" I ask her. She shakes her head. I call over a taxi and tell him where to go.

Abby was looking out the window.

"This is nothing like England..." She mumbles.

"Is that good or bad?" I ask.

"It's a 'ill have to get used to it" she laughs.

I agree. The weather was better but the environment was something we really had to get used to.

"Aye! Snap outta it! We here!" The taxi driver rudely says. I pay him and help Abby out of the car and we get our stuff.

We walk up to the front desk and get our keys. We take the elevator up three floors and walk down the hall to our apartment. We stood in front of the door and looked at it.

"My uncle said the rest of our stuff that was shipped was in the apartment." I say.

She nods. We both took a deep breath.

"Are you ready to start our lives here?" I ask.

"I'm ready if you are." She holds out her hand and I take it and stick the key in the lock and turn the nob.

ABBY'S POV

I gasp and walk in tugging Harry behind me. It looked just like the pictures.

"Harry, I.."

"I love it." He finishes. He closes the door and we take minutes to soak it in.

"Well lets get to it!" I shout in excitement. I grab a box and walk into my new room.

Harry unpacks while I do. I hang up all my clothes and put some in my dresser. I empty all my kitchen stuff in the kitchen and so does Harry so it was pretty much full.

It takes a couple hours but eventually Harry and I are standing staring at my wall.

"It needs one more thing." He says.

"What's that?" I ask.

He goes into his room and comes back with a rolled up poster. "I got this for you." He says. "Close your eyes." He demands. I do as Im told and I hear paper moving and wall pounding. "Open your eyes."

I open them and a huge Black Veil Brides poster was plastered against my wall. "AAHHH! I love it!" I tackle him with a hug and he falls back onto my bed. I plant a kiss on his nose.

"Wow you liked it that much?" He laughs and rests his hands on my back.

"Yes." I answer and rest my hands on his chest.

"I'm jet lagged, I need some sleep." I say after a while.

"Okay, I'll leave you too it." He says and tries to get up but I pin his arms down with my knees.

"Stay with me please?" I pout.

"Why?" He raises an eyebrow.

I felt some what offended.

"Never mind." I blush and move off of him but he holds on to my waist.

"Why?" He asks again.

"In case I have a nightmare..." I lie and bite my lip.

"Okay, I would love to." He whispers and lays me down. "Need help changing again?"

"...yeah. " I blush.

He helps me get dressed without looking again.

"Thank you." I say and he nods and strips down to his boxers.

"Uuhhh!" I groan.

"What?" He laughs.

"You're just.... Really... hot." I mumble under my breath.

"What? What's that?" He leans down and comes towards me. "I couldn't hear you..." He smiles cheekily.

"Nothing I didn't say anything."

"Bullshit!" He laughs and tackles me careful not to hurt me. His hands snake up my shirt and rests on my stomach.

"Tell me or I will tickle you." He smirks.

"Fine I said you look... Hot..." I whisper.

"What was that?" He puts his head closer.

"I said you look hot god dammit!" I yell. He bites his lip which only made him sexier.

"I sure wish you wouldn't sleep in a shirt..." He stares down at me.

I get butterflies when I hear his husky voice.

"Take it off then." I say. His eyes go wide.

"Huh?"

"Are you playing deaf or something?" I ask.

He gulps and places his big hands over my shirt and starts pulling it off me. "B-but you don't wear bras when you sleep..." He stutters.

"Fine if you don't want to then-"

"No, no. I never said that." He corrects himself. I get up so we were both on our knees on top of my bed.

I raise my arms above my head. His mouth was open and he bit his lip. He started raising my shirt again...

HARRY'S POV

holy shit. Calm down, don't get a boner okay, you can do this. Her shirt comes ofer her arms and its off. I keep my eyes on hers.

She smirks.

Dammit.

I look at her bare chest and take a deep breath. She takes my face in her hands and presses her warm lips to mine and my arms snake around her waist. I feel her chest against mine, I pull her against me more.

Her lips trail from mine to my chest. I whimper and bite down on my lip. She stops at the waistband of my boxers and plants a feathery kiss. She comes back up.

And takes my hands from her back and places them on her chest.

Holy shit.

She kisses me one last time before laying down. I lay down next to her and pull her into my chest.

"That was a thank you." She whispers.

"Yes, yes it was." Is all I manage to say. She laughs and puts her shirt back on.

Well that's the last of that Ill ever get so might at well enjoy it...

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Smuttay. So anyways for the actual sex scenes ill put up two versions of the chapter so you can choose between smutty or not. :) xx keep voting and comment what you think.