Mine

Chapter 18

Its been on my mind, thinking of possibly giving up football for him is something big but the idea of losing him cause of football makes my chest ache in the worst way.

As I lay here cuddling Harry closely against me in my bed. I honestly wouldn't want it other way. Everything would be different even though its only been a month nearly two. I know I would still be clubbing every night just to get drunk and laid, I would still be the same old sassy moody person I am. Its all changed now I haven't drank, or clubbed in over a month technically two months. I do still have my attitude though but it's slowly changing.

"Lou..." he mumbles snapping me from my thoughts.

"Haz?" I say softly.

"What were you thinking about?" he questions in that morning voice of his.

"What makes you think I was thinking hmm?" I say running up and down his spine with my finger.

"You tensed. You always tense up when your thinking and when we cuddle you hold me tighter and put your nose deep in my hair."

"Oi you caught me I was thinking about you like always and about- never mind." I don't want him to think I am going to give it up its a thought a very serious one at that.

"About what?" he pushes.

He never lets it go I should know this by now.

"About giving up football." I sigh.

Please don't ask more.

"Why would you?"

No such luck.

"For you Harry for you. I'm not saying I will though."

"Me?"

Oi here we go.

"Yes you Harry I don't want to be a part of any coaches team that does those things to me and especially you." I get out the bed looking at him.

"That doesn't matter." he says so simply.

"BUT IT DOES!" I snap finally crying "it does you don't realize it Harry cause your used to being put down constantly but damn it I won't stand for it. He made you cry! He won't let me love you because he's afraid it will fuck up the damn image of the team. I'm sick of everyone putting you down and you being okay with it!"

He's crying now.

"You don't deserve to be put down your an amazing, beautiful, perfect, caring, sensitive man Harry and I refuse to see you hurt." I cry into his lap he combs his finger through my hair.

"God I love you Louis." he whispers through his tears.

"No more Harry no more. I love you so much more than you think. I hate everyone who ever hurt you, you don't deserve to be hurt."

"Lou-..." before he can say anything else I slam my lips into his through our tears we have another tearful kiss.

"I love you so much and I'm going to figure something out I promise. No man is going to tell me who I'm going to love you hear me?" I laugh through tears.

He laughs too.

"Everything I need I get from you." he says resting his forehead on mine.

"I have everything I need already." I say kissing him.

"Do we always end everything in a gushy lovey make up?" he laughs.

"Yeah that or sex." I point out.

He shakes his head.

"Say Mr. Tomlinson when is the last time we had a bit of that make up ay?" he raises a brow.

"Mm about two weeks." I inch closer to him.

"Now Lou lets not be a tease." he groans before pulling me on top of him.

I grind his lap and I can feel him rock hard underneath me. He grips my waist tighter making me move faster.

"Lou if- if you keep doing that I'm going to come." he moans.

"Okay then." I smirk knowing I'm hard to lets solve that then Styles.

I climb off his lap sitting on my knees at his feet taking off his pants and mine. I palm his dick through his boxers his head falls back in pleasure his mouth forming an O he's ready. I slide a condom on squirting a little lube on it before sliding into him. He raises his legs bent at the knees as I begin going faster.

"Fuck L-Lou." I move him to where he's on top and he can ride me.

I lay down getting my pleasure out of this apart from his own. He begins moving in an almost circular motion as he rides me and I can feel my release slowly coming to it's peak. I can feel Harry tensing up around me. I know he is close also. After some exchange of back and forth movements we release and lay breathless next to each other.

I wrap my arm around him.

"I forgot how much I missed that."

"Me too babe."

How much would I miss that feeling if I did go through with football. Football fucking football how did it become such a shit thing to me just because of love.

Love has become a lesson to me. Its nothing that should be thrown away for simple hobby you do to pass time. Harry is love as I said and he is no hobby to pass he is Harry Styles someone who changed me, who made me realize love is something that may be worth everything. Harry is love Harry is everything..... everything I need.