Chapter 9, kinda mature

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My head rests on Louis' lap while he fiddles with his cell phone thingy. Suddenly a loud musical toney screeches from it and Louis nearly drops it in surprise. He put it up to his ear and asks it "Hello?" And listens to it. He gave it responses like "yeah," "uh-huh," "yes, I understand." "I'll see you tomorrow morning." He sighed and put down the phone.

"What's wrong louis?" He looks down at me and runs his fingers through my hair.

"Nothing. That was my boss. I have to work an extra shift tomorrow. So I won't be home until late."

"Then don't go," he chuckled and kissed me.

"I wish it was that easy. I gotta work so I can support us." I sat up and looked at him.

"I can work too! I can help!" I smiled. He rolled his eyes and gently grabbed my ears, rubbing them softly.

"Not with these you can't." I huffed and turned away from him, crossing my arms. I wasn't actually mad at him, I could never be. I was just trying to act cute. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. He captured my lips with his before I had time to protest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, we lay down so he's on top of me and break away. I look at him through half lidded eyes and smile, rubbing my nose against his. He straddles my waist and sneaks his hands up my shirt, his hands are cold and cause me to shiver. He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it up and off.

"Lou.." I squeak, covering my exposed skin with my arms.

"Sh, sh, sh, it's okay. Trust me." He smiled, grabbing my hands in his and kissing them. I nodded, putting all my trust into him. He kissed down my belly and bit down on my hip. I gasped loudly and my eyes that had drifted shut snapped open. My breathing sped and I tried to push him off of me. I did not like that. Not at all. He grabbed my hands in his again and sucked on my hip, licking it and then kissing it softly. I looked down and he left a big red mark there.

"Mine," he whispered. He looked at me and smiled, kissing me quickly then moving to kiss my neck. Oh, did it feel amazing. I turned my head to the side and he gently but me again, causing another gasp to escape from my mouth. He mumbled "sorry" against my neck as he kissed it. He pulled back and kissed me again.

"Mine," he whispered. He scootched down a bit so he was straddling my thighs, and quickly unbuttoned the jeans I was wearing and pulled them down a little after unbuttoning his own.

"Louis? Louis what are you doing?" I asked frantically, sitting up only to be pushed back down.

"You're fine, trust me okay? Just know that I won't hurt you. I love you, Haz. You just have to trust me." I nodded and he pulled them down a little bit more, the waist of my jeans were now around my thighs. I took in a deep breath as he pulled them down lower, closing my eyes tightly. Oh god oh god oh god oh god. I could feel my boxers tightening as he pulled them all the way off and tossed them on the floor. He then worked slowly on my underwear.

"Louislouislouislouislouis!! Stop Louis please stop!" I cried out. I was ready. No no no no no I was NOT ready at all. He quickly stopped his actions and moved off of me. I opened my eyes and saw his face twisted into a concerned look.

"Sorry. I'm sorry. Sorrysorrysorrysorry. M'sorry Lou. Sorry." My eyes filled with tears as I covered my face with my hands. He quickly wrapped me up in his arms and kissed my head. "It's okay, beautiful. Shh, calm down. We don't have to do this right now. I'm sorry for rushing it. Shhh, baby you need to calm down. Can you breathe for me Harry?" My breathing only sped as I bawled into his chest. My ears hidden somewhere in my curls.

"Harry, you're going to make yourself sick. Shh, breathe baby. You need to breathe." I tried to breathe, taking in big gulps of air as my nails dug into his shoulder blades. My forehead rested on his chest as I tried to calm myself. I eventually calmed down and looked up at louis.

"There you go baby. You're so pretty. So perfect." He whispered as he kissed me.

"Louis..it...hurts," I whispered as I broke away from him. He smiled sadly.

"I can help. But you've gotta trust me. I wouldn't do anything to you that wouldn't make you feel good." I nodded at let him proceed. And louis was right. It did feel good.

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