Amelia Radison, a 25 year old girl from a small town in the states travels across the Atlantic Ocean to escape "love", find family, and happens to meet a familiar face along the way.
Harry Styles, member of the world sensation One Direction, makes...
Harry leads us through the sleek foyer and into the kitchen so we can set our things down.
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"Everything looks so.... clean," I clumbsily remark before clearing my throat, "Everything is so open. I really like it." Harry accepts my save by smiling down at me.
"You guys care if I take Nichole back to meet the lads while you two sort the food?" Niall asks impatiently.
"Of course not. We'll be out in a sec," Harry says.
"Don't make me come back in for you, Amelia Marie." Nichole winks at me as she takes Niall's arm and walks through to the back of the house.
"Marie, huh?" Harry asks as he snakes his arms around my waist and pulls me up to him. I stand on my tiptoes so that he can hold me closer.
"Mmmm", I try to respond before making eye contact with the beautiful green orbs looking down at me. The air around us suddenly turns very intense as he holds my gaze. His eyes start to flick from my lips and back up to my eyes. Just as I think I can't take it anymore, he leans down slowly and claims the kiss I am more than willing to give. What starts out as a slow, tender kiss quickly escalates as his tongue sweeps into my mouth to tangle with my own. He backs me up to counter of the island before lifting me to the surface. I greedily wrap my legs around him as I feel the palm of his hand rake up my back underneath the thin material of my shirt. I slowly sift my hands through his long curls before softly tugging on the ends, causing Harry to moan deeply into my mouth. The harder he pulls me to him, the more I can feel the growing hardness pressing against my core. I shift my hips forward hoping to find some kind of relief for the tension building at the pit of my stomach. As if reading my mind, Harry slowly starts to rock his body forward, causing me to break our kiss and drop my head to the side. He takes this opportunity to suck and lick his way from the lobe of my ear to the base of my neck, pausing to lightly bite the skin along my collar bone. When he comes back up for air, we both press our foreheads against each other's.
"I don't want to go out there," Harry hoarsely pouts.
"Me either. I'd much rather stay in here and keep you all to myself," I look up at him and grin.
