Unpredictable Love

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

The proximity of our bodies is only causing the warm temperature of the bathroom to increase. Harry's warm breath is fanning out against my skin and a shiver runs through my spine.

"Karleigh," Harry purrs as his hand runs up my exposed thigh. My back presses against the bathroom wall and my eyelashes are fluttering like crazy. His hand slide towards my inner thigh and I can feel my heart rate accelerating.

His hand is hesitant, and I open my eyes and stare at him to watch his movements. His green orbs rise up to meet mine, and his mouth barely parts as he speaks. "Can I?" He practically pants, and I nod eagerly.

Harry's hand slowly moves to lift up his t-shirt that I'm wearing. His hand snakes down my abdomen, and he gently lifts the band of my lace underwear. Our eyes meet as he slips his hand further into my panties.

My breathing accelerates and I lean my head back against the wall behind me. Harry applies more pressure to me as his hand rubs and massages against my most sensitive area. A small whine escapes my lips and Harry presses his lips against my neck, sucking and nibbling as he continues his assault on my body.

"Harry.." My hushed moans fill the bathroom. A wave of euphoria washes throughout me and Harry removes his hand from my panties as my euphoric high slowly fades away.

"Well, good morning." I squeak, my cheeks are flushed. Harry has a smug expression on his face and he tugs the shirt I'm wearing down to cover more of my thighs.

"That was.." I croak and Harry silences me by pressing his smooth lips against mine. His kiss is gentle and electricity is shooting through me.

He breaks our kiss, and wraps my hand in his, leading my out of the bathroom. He walks out into the living room, I'm only a few steps behind him. Niall is still standing in the kitchen and he's giving the two of us a wicked grin. "How was that shower, Styles?" Niall's voice is knowing and I hide behind Harry's back in embarrassment.

"Heated." His respond has dual meanings and my cheeks are on fire.

"Is he clean Karleigh?" He asks, and I peek at him from behind Harry.

"Squeaky clean." I retort and stick my tongue out at him like a fiver year old.

"Mhmm." Niall teases and I flush,spinning on my heels and darting up the stairs to Harry's bedroom.

I close the door behind me and flop down onto Harry's bed, my hand reaches out to grab my cell phone from Harry's night stand and I notice that I have ample text messages from Angelyse.

*Is there a reason why I haven't talked to you in over two days?* The text reads and I smile.

*I'll call you in a few, I'm with Harry ;)* I answer, just as the door to Harry's room opens.

Tearing my eyes from the screen, I look up to see Harry standing in the doorway still in a towel. Trying not to make it obvious, I watch him fumble through his dresser drawers for a shirt. His massive hands remove a maroon colored shirt from the drawer and he tugs it down over his head.

Form over his shoulder, he glances back at me and I shoot him a seductive wink. The smile that grows on his face, makes my heart melt. "Plans for today?" I notice the slight frown that overcomes his features, before he turns around to face the dresser again.

"Yeah, I've got to go to the hospital. Remember the one I told you I was an intern at?" He explains and I fight the urge to frown as well.

"Oh alright, well you can just drop me off at my house one your way." I say to him.

When he turns around, his frown is more pronounced. "What?" I ask and he shrugs.

"I don't want you to go. Will I see you again this week?"

I stand up from the bed, and pad over to him. My arms naturally wrap around his waist, our bodies pressed together in a warm embrace. Our eyes are fixed on each other's and I fight the heavy urge to kiss him. Focus. I tell myself.

"Probably not. I have this hunch that I'm going to be abducted by aliens tonight." Sarcasm heavily tainting my voice and Harry narrows his eyes at me.

"They can keep you then, aliens are my weakness." He teases, I laugh and roll my eyes.

"The truth comes out, Harry Styles afraid of aliens." I giggle and elbow him lightly in the ribs.

His arms are still wrapped around me, and I'm very aware that I'm still only wearing a t-shirt. Harry's green orbs are staring into mine and my breathing is shaky. "What's your middle name?" He questions randomly and I raise my eyebrows in confusion.

"Where is this coming from?" I ask. He shrugs, "I don't know, I just want to know."

"My middle name is lousy, let's stick to a first name basis." I tell him, and try to move out of his arms.

Harry tightens his grip on my waist and I squirm to escape. "Not the name-game again." He groans.

"The name-game?" I giggle uncontrollably, and continue struggling to get out of his hold. "There is no name game, now let go of me." I insist, but Harry shakes his head stubbornly.

"Let goooo!" I squeal and finally break free of his arms. I scramble towards the bed and away from him, laughing lightly, but Harry's glaring playfully at me.

I grab my shorts from yesterday off of the floor, and slide them up my legs. Harry's eyes are not leaving me, and I know he won't stop until I tell him. Skeptically I glance over at him, he's still staring.

A long sigh comes from my mouth, I roll my eyes and purse my lips.

"Jane." I mutter.

Harry smirks and steps closer to me. "What was that?" He teases cockily.

"Jane. My middle fucking name is Jane, you jerk." I laugh and flick him off playfully.

Within a blink of an eye, I'm wrapped in his arms and he tosses me onto his bed, jumping on top of me but careful not to put any weight on me. Harry hovers over my body and pins my wrist to the mattress. "No need for profanity Karleigh Jane." His facial expression is smug and I roll my eyes for the millionth time today.

"Last name?" He asks, still pinning me to the bed. I give him a playful glare before opening my mouth to respond.

"Grey."

"Karleigh Jane Grey, I like it, it has a nice ring to it." He compliments with a smile.

"I like my middle name, my dad chose it." I whisper and Harry's eyes pierce through mine.

"He chose a wonderful name, then Kareligh Jane Grey." His words are sincere and so are his eyes. I lean up and press my lips briefly to his.

"We should probably get going, if you're gonna go to your internship." I change the subject.