Agitated Afternoons// h.s

Something That We're Not?

I laughed against Harry's lips as he peeled off my shirt. "Please let me turn on the AC before we have sex." I whispered in his ear as he began to leave a hickey mark on my shoulder. It was one of the only places I would let him leave one. If it was on my neck, the public would see it. A picture might be snapped and my "fake" boyfriend would gain more momentum. Or a reverse of that would happen and rumors about Harry and I would increase.

"Okay, but make it quick." Harry said huskily, letting go of me. I smiled a little, not bothering to grab up my shirt as I opened the door to the room and glanced down the hall. Meghan wasn't home but Malissa might be or Ava. After peeking around the door, I bounced over to the thermostat and turned it down to sixty-five.

"If you girls have windows open, close them!" I called out before rushing back into the room where Harry sat on my bed, running a hand through his long hair. He opened his arms back up for me and I kneeled down on the bed before sitting in his lap. He had one hand pressed against the small of my back, the other one moving up to unhook my bra. "Did you really not have to be in the studio?" I asked him.

"No. I finished recording for Steal My Girl first." He said, tossing my bra aside as he finally got it unhooked. "Why? Do you not want me here?" He asked with a smirk. The fact that he could look me in the eye even though I didn't have a bra on always amazed me. I didn't know boys were capable of such self-control.

"I do want you here." I murmured before standing and taking off my shorts. Harry tossed his shirt to the side before pulling on my hand and getting me to lie down on the bed. "You have condoms right?" He smirked.

"Yeah. I always carry a couple now." I laughed a little as he removed his pants. His hard on was visible even in such loose shorts.

"I missed you." I said quietly as he ran his hands down to my underwear, getting ready to pull them down. Harry stopped kissing my neck for a second and looked down at me.

"I missed you too. Next time, I won't wait so long to come back out here to see you."

"You had to see your family Harry. I'm not that important." I murmured against his lips.

"You're the most important thing in the world to me baby." Harry argued. "Now shh, let me make you feel good. I know for a fact that your hands don't feel as good as mine." I smiled widely. Well, he wasn't wrong.

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Harry was lying next to me on his chest, his eyes closed as he hugged one of my pillows. I was lightly stroking his hair, loving the way it felt. He had grown it out as he said he would. I just wondered how long he would let it get before cutting it. Something told me that I wasn't going to see his short hair for a while though.

"I love you." I whispered to him. Harry opened his eyes. I have never gotten over the fact that he has green eyes. He's the only person I know who has them and they are just so beautiful.

"I love you too." He replied. Smiling, I began to sit up but Harry grabbed my hand. "Where are you going love? You're gonna make the bed cold." Harry complained. I rolled my eyes and pried his hand off of mine.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I said lightly, pulling on his shirt that I picked up off the floor as well as my underwear. "I'll be right back." I didn't bother to put my pants back on because I was planning on getting back into bed with him anyways and I was only going to be gone for a second. The girls didn't mind anyways. Somebody is always walking around without any pants on. It's usually just Malissa though, nobody else.

As I was washing my hands in the bathroom, I got a text from Meghan. Is he still there? I'm coming home right now so I better not walk in on you two having sex. I snorted as I turned off the faucet and dried my hands. She has never walked in on us, she's just being dramatic.