Drag Me Down (h.s.) EDITING

Forever

My eyes were glued to him the rest of night. I watched as he brought his beer bottle to his lips. I watched the way his Adam's apple bobbed up and down when he swallowed. I watched his hair fall into his eyes and him constantly push it back. It had been a long time since I was able to just sit and admire him in such a way. I would catch his eyes flick over toward me every so often. I knew he was trying to be discreet. I wasn't. There was no reason for me to hide. I openly watched and admired the way he spoke, the way he moved, even the way he unconsciously pulled at his lips and moved his hair.

I was still surprised by how he looked a little rugged. I wasn't used to the extra long hair or semi permanent stubble shadowing his face. It made him even more attractive than normal. I tried and failed to take my eyes off of him, even when Olly dared Niall to take five shots of some disgusting liquor. My gaze always seemed to gravitate back to him.

The night was coming to a close when Harry finally came over to speak to me. Niall had wandered back inside after his daring shots with some leggy brunette, leaving me outside alone with Harry.

"So, a weekend holiday?" Harry asked as he came up to stand beside me. He was standing so close his scent engulfed me. He smelled just like I remembered. I sighed.

"Something like that." I said as I downed the rest of my drink and set my glass on the nearby table. I saw a small smile play across his lips. His eyes seemed to be heavy, a sure sign he was just as intoxicated as the rest of us. I glanced up at him while he stared down at me. I watched as his hand came up to capture a stray lock of hair. He twirled it between his fingers before tucking it safely behind my ear. I closed my eyes when his fingertips brushed my cheek.

"Did you come to see someone in particular?" my eyes shot open to meet his. A pained look crossed his features. I reached up to smooth the crinkle between his brows. I let my fingertips linger across his brow, down to his cheeks, settling on his neck.

"I did, but it was to end something that seemed to be doomed from the start." I whispered as I took my hand back and let it fall to my side.

"Why was it doomed?" Harry asked as he captured my small hand in his large one. He intertwined our fingers and tugged me toward him. I could feel my pulse thundering in my ears. The alcohol did little to dull the way physical contact from him made me feel.

"...because I am absolutely irreversibly in love with someone else. The type of love that you can't shake." I stared intently into his eyes as I spoke each word. I felt my heart practically launch out of my chest when his eyes lit up. It was a look of pure joy. I would give anything in the world to wake up to that every morning and know it was because of me.

"It seems that I am having that very same problem in my life as well." Harry said as he pulled me even closer. My body was completely flush against his now. His signature smirk had surfaced. I smiled wide.

I was just about to pull Harry down to my level when Niall came stumbling through the back patio door with his leggy brunette. His eyes focused on me, then Harry, then back to me again. The look he wore was far from surprise. If I could describe it, it was probably very close to ecstatic. The face splitting grin told me he was more than happy to see the two of us cozying up to each other.

"Well, babe, I came to see if ya were ready to head to the house." Niall said. The grin on his face never left. I wanted to roll my eyes but I refrained.

"Come home with me." Harry whispered in my ear and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I looked over to see Niall wearing the most smug look I had ever seen anyone wear.

"I'm sure Harry here could give you a lift." Niall chuckled at his own joke. I couldn't hold back the eye roll that ensued.

"I'll see you tomorrow then." I said as Harry's arm came up around my shoulders.

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"Do you want another drink?" Harry asked as he slipped his jacket off and tossed it over the back of his couch. I nodded my head and plopped down heavily on the couch while he went into the kitchen to make me a drink. I slipped my boots off and propped my feet up on the coffee table.

When he came back in I watched him as he set my glass on the table and pulled his boots off. He sat beside me and mirrored my position. The butterflies in my stomach started to riot when Harry began to trace circles over my bare arm with his fingertips.

"It's forty degrees out yet you wore a sleeveless shirt. Are you mad?" he asked as his fingertips found their way up to my shoulder and across my mostly bare back. The muscle shirt I wore was a signature one from circa 2013 Niall. It was one of my favorites and hung on me like a dress but I still wore it. The alcohol warmed my blood and my leather jacket kept out most of the cold so wearing it wasn't nearly as bad as he thought in forty degree weather.

"I kept plenty warm Mr. Styles." I said as he traced lazy patterns over my arm, down to my hands. He leaned in close and skimmed his lips over my throat. I held the breath I had been meaning to expel when I felt his teeth graze my jaw. He was driving me crazy and none of my clothes had even come off. He was the only person who could do this to me. I wanted him to be the only one to ever make me feel this way. I just hoped that he felt the same.

I reached over and wrapped my arms around his neck just as he stood up, quickly picking me up in one swift motion. I giggled into his neck as he carried me to his room. I felt nervous and I didn't know why. It wasn't like I hadn't been alone or intimate with him before. But, this time felt different. I knew that there was no coming back from this. Even if he wasn't all mine, I was completely his. I would never love someone like I loved him.

Harry sat me gently on the bed and took a step back. He stared at me with hooded eyes before slowly pulling the hem of my shirt up to pull over my head. He discarded my shirt along with his own before undressing me completely. He laid me back on the bed and ran his eyes over ever inch of my body. In the back of my mind I knew I should feel self conscious being fully naked in front of him but I didn't. I felt more alive than I had in months. This was exactly where I wanted to be.

Harry climbed in bed next to and rain his fingertips along my torso, up between my breasts, and along my neck making me shiver in response.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on." he whispered in my ear as he positioned himself on top of me, holding himself up with his forearms. I felt myself blush and look away from his intense stare. He gently pulled my face back toward him so he could look at me. He wore a smile so big and genuine that brought out his dimple.

"I love you, Lani." Harry leaned down and  immediately captured my lips with his before I could respond. I sighed loudly as his bare body came down on top of mine. I hadn't realized how longi had waited for this to happen. I wanted nothing more than to be as close as possible. I pulled him closer as he trailed kisses down my neck, to my bare chest. He kissed every piece of naked skin he could reach and I couldn't get enough. I wrapped my legs around his wait wanting to be as close as our bodies would allow.

The only thing I wanted was for this moment to last forever. In this moment I didn't focus on what I would be doing tomorrow. I didn't think about what had happened earlier in the day. I wasn't worried about how Harry would feel about me in the morning. I focused on the feel of his naked skin on mine. I reveled in the touch of his lips on mine. We were as connected as two people could get and I loved every second. I drank him in and hoped it would last all night.

I caught Harry's head in my hands and stared into his bright green eyes "...and I belong to you." I whispered as Harry gripped my hips in hands.

"Forever." he moaned.