Her Song (A Harlena fanfiction)

Chapter 11.

We were eating lunch, and it was clear to everyone that Harry and I had some unfinished business. His erection just wouldn't calm down, and I noticed that his hand went under the table, but I was confused when it didn't land on my thigh. I angled my head, so I could see, and there he was. Rubbing himself through his jeans. I slapped his hand away.

"Touching yourself under the table? Naughty boy," I whispered into Harry's ear. "You're not allowed to do that. Maybe I'll have to punish you.".

"Well, talking like that definitely isn't helping!" he bit back. "And don't try to take control, we both know you'll be begging for me again soon enough.". I laughed it off, and I only had one class after lunch, where as Harry had three, so he couldn't really 'punish' me, as he put it. I went home after my last class, but I was quite confused when I heard a manly laughter, that I had never heard before. I walked into the living room, finding out who it was. A man was sitting in the sofa with my mum, and there was only one person that could be that man.

"Selena! This is Greg," my mother introduced us, both of them getting up. "Greg, this is my daughter.". We shook hands, and I carefully studied him.

"It's nice to meet you," Greg smiled to me, and I smiled back. "I've heard a lot about you.". We started talking, and he actually seemed very nice. David came home as well, and they also got on well. When we had cooked dinner, I discovered that the first two classes, I had the next day, had been cancelled, so I instantly texted Harry, asking if the same had happened to him, and it had. So I asked if I could come over, and obviously he said yes.

I set the table with my mum. "Can I go over to Harry's flat later tonight? We have the first two classes off, so it won't be messing with school,".

Surprisingly enough she shook her head. "Normally I wouldn't mind, but after I found that mysterious white sticky stuff on your covers, I want to meet this Harry, before he knocks you up. I get it, you're 18 and horny, but not using condoms is a stupid thing to do,".

"Mum, we do use condoms! Trust me, it was just that we hadn't really started, when he came," I admitted embarrassed, cheeks flushing. "We didn't have penetrative sex, so don't worry! And do you really think I would have sex without  a condom? I'm not dumb!".

"No, I'm just looking out for you," my mother answered me. "But okay then, you can go to his place, but promise me that you'll use protection and that you'll go to school tomorrow,". I nodded frantically. "And I want to meet Harry in the near future.". I agreed, remembering that it was already in our plans. We ate dinner, and I was still a little wary of Greg, but he seemed cool. I ran downstairs afterwards, packing my things hastily.

I went into the living room, where the others were watching television. "I'm off to Harry's, I'll be back tomorrow after school,". My mum followed me out to the door, and I felt a little awkward, since Harry was waiting for me outside.

She stopped me from exiting the house. "I want to meet him, just quickly. I still want to meet him properly after that,".

"I don't know, Mum... can't you just look at him?" I asked her, and she sighed, giving me a small nod. I opened the door and rushed over to Harry, who was leaning against his car. He smiled when he saw me, I went over to him, and we greeted each other with a small kiss on the lips. "My mum is looking at us, so act carefully,". He chuckled before opening the door for me, not even staring at my bum, when I climbed in. "Good boy,". He got in too and drove out of the driveway. "When I came home today, Greg, my mum's boyfriend, was there, and he actually impressed me. He has a son, who's the same age as me, and he's very funny. Mum's happy with him, haven't seen her that happy, since...". Harry looked over at me, when we stopped at a traffic light. "I don't think she's been this happy, since her and my dad were together, before he cheated.".