Loving Blindly [Harry Styles]

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Chapter 30:

Very uneventful chappie. Epilogue presents a twist though. ____________________________________________________________________

Amy

After what seemed like an eternity, we let go, but not fully. Harry’s hands were cupping my face, letting my forehead touch his. His breathing was fast and so was mine, what can I say; kissing for what seemed like an eternity – when it was just half a minute – would really make you catch your breath.

“Amy,” He whispered, his thumb caressing my cheek “don’t go”

“Are you boarding ma’am?” the steward politely asked. But as I twist my head I see her flushed cheeks and fidgeting fingers. Jeez, Harry has that effect on women.

“Err…”

“Stay,” he whispered kissing my cheek. I close my eyes.

“No,” I said to the steward. She nods her head and I can feel Harry’s relieved smile.

“Let’s go home” he murmured, taking my luggage and my hand, we walk. Far away from the mistake that was supposed to happen.

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“What did they do to you?” I ask. He smiles at me.

“You wouldn’t wanna hear the disgusting details would you?”

“I’m a journalist,” I said jokingly “I’m always hungry for information”

“Okay then,” he smirks “well they had to sew open my eyelids so blood was everywh-”

“OKAY! I GET IT! I don’t wanna go over the disgusting details anymore” I said and he laughs. He raises my hand as his lips made contact to the skin.

Silence overtook the vehicle.

“You know,” he said, breaking the silence “I’m still wondering why you wouldn’t want me to see you. I mean, you’re beautiful”

“No, no I’m not” I sigh as I trace the scars with my fingertips. I look up when his hand stops mine.

“This isn’t something to be ashamed of,” he whispered “this is just proof that you tried enough…”

“This,” I said raising my arm “this is a proof of my mistake”

He shakes his head. His large hand wraps around my forearm as he raised it up to his lips. Kissing every scar, as if his kisses could wash them away.

I wish it could.

“This,” he said “is proof of how strong you are. And no amount of scars can cover the beauty you have inside”

I blush and smile.

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“What did you do to your parents? Did you just leave them?” I ask curiously. He looks at me – I still have to get used to that – nods and smiles.

“They could be worried you know,” I said. He laughs.

“Don’t worry, I texted them a few minutes ago. They said okay”

I smile. I sigh and knot my fingers in my lap.

He sighs and wraps his arms around me. I sigh as well, contented with the warm feeling as he walks me backwards. I hold onto his biceps and squeal as he lets himself fall down onto the plush couch. He smiles and I giggle as I fall into his chest.

“There,” he said, his fingers moving away a fringe of my hair blocking my face “I like smiling you better”

The comment made me smile wider.

“Amy?” he whispers and I look up.

I close my eyes when his lips capture mine, his large hands cupping my face, his thumb soothing my cheek with short yet gentle strokes.

“Amy.” He said breathlessly. I smile and cup his face, my fingers tracing his jawline blindly. He finally lets me go after a long time. He smiles at me, his eyes scanning every inch of my face.

I sigh when he kisses the spot behind my ear and his hands wander along my stomach, caressing and touching igniting sparks making something clench deep inside me.

I was sure everyone – including you, yes you, the one reading this – that I’m no virgin, but this feeling, it was… different. Better in a way.

And for some greedy reason, I wanted more. I wanted him

My hands made its way to his curly locks and I can sense his smile against my neck. I gasp when he bites and sucks, then soothes the mark with his tongue, before biting and sucking again.

“Haz,” I moan.

I shriek when he rolls us over, me under him, him on top of me. He breaths heavily.

“Let me,” he whispers. He leans in closer, till I can feel his breath in my ear “let me make love to you”

I moan and fist his curls in approval.

The rest of the night was spent in making up for the time we weren’t together, as his body lovingly tied with mine.

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No smut. Sorry

So yeah, this and the next book! Called ‘loving you’.

Made up the twist already! Things aren’t over for Amy and Harry.

Anyone think of any ship names? Hamy? Amry?

Those sucked.

Epilogue might be up in a few.

Thanks for the 3k reads!

Mrs.StylesOfficial xx : )