Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 16

I got what I needed while Harry dropped Louis off, he didn't live far away from me. It was weird that we all lived pretty close to each other but that's probably why Ariel even knew them from the start.

Harry called me to let me know he was outside so I grabbed the same bag as I brought along last time I was spending the night before walking out of the door. Harry opened the door for me, not bothering to give me a kiss or a hug before doing that. The drive was silent as well, he kept his eyes on the highway and so did I. 

I stepped out of my shoes before walking towards his living room, he followed behind me as I sat down in the sofa. He did the same, close but not too close. I looked at him, he didn't meet my eyes and I could see his fist clenching. 

"What is your problem?" I muttered before sighing, sitting down again with my legs crossed. He looked up at me and his eyes were black, he scared me sometimes when he was like this.

"You can't fucking talk to him." He warned me as he clicked his fingers. The sound was terrible, making my ear shy back.

"Why not?" I spat. "You can't tell me what to do." I looked over at him as I spoke, he didn't look back. He almost never looked back. I wrapped my arms around my knees as I waited for him to reply. He looked bothered, like his whole world was being torn down and he couldn't do anything about it. 

"You just can't. You don't know him but I do, I know what he's capable of and I don't fucking like him. No, I can't control your decisions but I just want you to be safe. Hang out with him but when he tears you apart don't come to me cause I've warned you." He muttered with his eyes on me this time. I realized now that I rather have them on the floor instead of on me. 

"I'll know when the right time to leave is and if he is so terrible as you say I won't hang out with him that much cause I'll realize that he is an idiot, right?" I said, looking at Harry for an answer. 

"You do whatever you want." He replied, his raspy voice together with the careless words made me worried. I didn't want him to be angry with me but I knew I was right so I wasn't going to give in on something I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. 

"I don't like arguing with you." I confessed, making Harry look up at me. His dark eyes had regained a bit of colour and affection, calming me down slightly. When his hand found mine I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. 

"Let's don't to that then." He smirked before placing a cherry tasting kiss at my lips. I responded to the kiss by grabbing his curls, lingering them around my fingers as I let the kiss proceed. His touch was like fire, burning me. 

His tongue slid in to my mouth, seeking for mine which I happily allowed him to find. He tasted so good and I just wanted more and more by every second. His fingers strolled along my waist, rubbing circles on the exposed areas. 

It felt so good having him close to me, kissing me, touching me. He was like a drug for me and I couldn't get enough of him. The feeling he presented me with was nothing like I've ever felt before, craving, pleasuring, torturing. No one had ever made me feel like this, ever. 

"Rubs." His raspy voice murmured as he was kissing my neck. He was lying in between my spread legs and I could feel him on top of me, it was amazing.

"Yeah?"  I spoke as good as I could, the amazing feeling he gave me took every piece of energy in my body and just focused on getting the feeling stronger and stronger. Harry kept on kissing my neck, sending shivers all over my body as I gripped his curls harder. 

"Have you ever fucked anyone before?" He spoke, taking me off guard. I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell him. I was eighteen years old and most of the girls in my age had had sex with more than one person but I hadn't done anything with anyone. 

"Harry don't say it like that." I chuckled as his lips got pressed against mine. He was such a good kisser, leaving me wanting so much more all the time.

"Sorry." He said in to my skin. "Have you ever had sex before?" He corrected himself, still kissing my craving lips. The taste of cherry was so wonderful, I wanted to kiss him for the rest of my life. He was so amazing and everything about him was so perfect, I just wished he wanted me as much as I want him. 

"No." I whispered, hoping he wouldn't judge me. He looked at me, breaking the kiss. I could feel my cheeks blushing and I knew it was so much more obvious now that he was inches away from my face. I was exposed and I couldn't hide anywhere but he made me feel okay, I didn't need to worry.

"Good." Was all he said before his lips crashed down on mine again. "Do you want to?" His husky voice asked, looking back up at me again. I was ready now, I knew he cared for me and it was all I could ask for. I knew he wouldn't tell me to do something I didn't want to and he would take it careful. I was pretty scared though, I had no idea what to do or when or how.

"Yeah." I said as he kept on kissing my neck, biting my earlobe gently. I wanted him and I wanted him now, he was so tempting and I really couldn't get enough of his amazing self. 

"Come here." He ordered before stepping out of the sofa. I stood up besides him, looking at the curls lying messy around his head. He was so extremely attractive, I could just look at him forever. 

He took his arm and wrapped it around my back and the other one around my legs, lifting me up bridal style. He walked with me like that to his beautiful bedroom, lying me down gently on the made bed. I sat down on it while he stood in front of me, looking at me with just as craving eyes as I looked at him with. I pulled his head down so I could hiss him, his lips moving perfectly with mine. 

This was perfect, having this intimate moment with Harry and I never wanted it to end. Even though the day was pretty messed up we managed to fix it and here we are now, showing each other how much we care and I'm not ready to give him up for anything. 

My arms acted without my knowing it, moving their was towards his hips where the t-shirt ended and lifted it up. He broke the kiss, allowing the t-shirt to slide over his head before I threw it on the ground. I had never seen his torso before and now I wished I just ripped his shirt off as soon as I saw him.

The tattoos covering his trimmed torso was so flattering, birds, butterflies and even more on the arms. His abs stood out and I just wanted to touch him so I did. My fingers trailed up the hot skin of his torso, feeling ever muscle, observing the tattoos closely. 

Harry pulled the black t-shirt over my head, I matched him today, before looking at me. I had never watched a guy look at me like this but I did found it satisfying. The way he bit his lower lip, rolling his wet tongue over the swollen lips like he wanted so much more of me. 

I nodded when his fingers trailed over my collarbones, like he was asking for permission to touch my breasts. He smirked at me before placing his lips on mine, gripping my breast in his large hands. He could make me do anything by just doing this to me, it was the best feeling I've ever felt.