I sat in my bed scrolling through my Instagram feed.
All I saw were couples together and showing off the gifts they gave each other. It hit me close to home, considering Harry had been away at work for the holidays.
I, unmeaningly, began to shed a few tears. I understood from the beginning it would be tough to handle a relationship with him.
He tries so hard to be here for me even when he's miles away; he's truly got a heart of gold.
He's texted me as much as possible today, considering its Christmas and I'm alone at home.
I would have been spending it with my family, but I didn't know Harry had to leave at the last minute.
I feel selfish when get upset at him for not being here, but sometimes it's hard. I mean, I'm spending Christmas alone!
I check my messages and saw that Harry read my message 3 hours ago. I tried to call, but got no answer.
It was about 8 PM and Harry called me.
"Hey! What's up?" I smiled, answering the phone.
"H-hey, baby!" He sounded like he was shivering.
"Why are you shivering? You shouldn't be outside in this weather! You know you get sick easily!" I laughed.
"Well, let me in the door then!" He laughed.
"What?" I stopped.
"Let me in the door." He replied.
"What the hell do you mean?" I asked, confused.
"Oh, my god. You just know how to ruin every moment, don't you. I'm outside our door, dumb ass." He stated.
I dropped my phone and quickly opened the door to reveal him.
"Come in!" I shouted, basically dragging him in.
He sat down the flowers that were in his hand and the few boxes. He took his time taking his jacket off.
"Hurry up so I can love you!" I shouted, rushing him.
After he took his jacket off, I hugged his neck so tight.
I felt his cold arm wrap around my waste.
"You're so cold! Are you sick? Do you need me to get you some tea?" I worriedly asked, grabbing his cold face.
"Calm down, I'm fine." He chuckled deeply.
"I just missed you!" I cried, placing my head in his chest and letting tears fall.
"Baby," he laughed, rubbing my back.
"I'm good, just overwhelmed." I laughed, wiping my eyes.
"Let's make dinner." He smiled down at me, pecking my lips.
We went into the kitchen and decided to just make some pasta.
After pouring the water in the bowl and putting it on the stove to boil, I put myself on the counter.
"So, when do you have to go back?" I asked, pulling him in between my legs.
"Probably after the holiday is over. I'll be home for New Years though." He smiled, playing with my hair.
"Yay! That's exciting. I've missed you." I said, putting his hands in mine and playing with them.
"I've missed you, too, sweetheart." He smiled, kissing my forehead.
I pressed my lips against his cold neck and he shivered a bit.
"What about dinner?" He said deeply, placing his hands on either side of me.
"I'm fine if you are." I said breathily on his neck.
He quickly turned the stove off, not leaving contact.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up.
He carried me into our room a few feet away.
He lied my body on the large white bed. He soon covered me with himself.
"I love you, princess, and I'm sorry I haven't been here as much as I should." He said, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
"I love you, too, and you don't ever have to apologize for your career." I assured him, and lightly kissing him.
His hands started to travel down my body, stopping at my hips.
"God, I missed you." He groaned into my ear.
His kisses traveled over my skin as he made sure to kiss every inch of me.
He made his way back up to my mouth and with no warning, slowly slid into me.
He knew I liked getting straight to the point, because that's when I was the tightest.
He slowly moved in and out, letting me adjust myself around him.
My legs wrapped around his waste, and he kept a slow place and placed his forehead against mine.
My hands made their way to the back of his neck, insinuating him to speed up a bit.
"I love you." He said, shutting his eyes tightly.
"I love you, too." I let out, breathlessly.
I decided it was my turn to run things and flipped Harry over.
I straddled him and lined myself up with him.
I slowly slid down onto him as I gripped his sides.
"Fuck." He let out.
I slowly began to ride him, playing with his curls as he gripped my ass.
"You're so hot, baby girl." He stated as I got faster.
I began to bounce up and down on him, my hands on his chest.
After a minute or two, he pulled out and came.
I walked into our bathroom and grabbed a dirty towel to clean it off of him.
"You're the best, baby." He said, tapping my ass.
"I know." I smiled, jumping into bed with him.
