"And all we ever wanted was sunlight and honesty, highlights to wanna repeat. Let's get away from here and live like the movies do."
WARNING: There is an intense sex scene in this chapter, AFTER the section break (• • •).
Harry • • •
Maya's body had gone limp in my lap, and I could hear her steady breathing in my ear. I loved feeling so needed, especially by someone so independent.
I contemplated whether I should wake her up and walk her to her dorm or carry her to my bed and let her sleep there. The first choice was more responsible yet the latter seemed more desirable.
I held her body close to my chest before walking to my room. I hadn't noticed how messy it was before I left. I set her softly on my mattress, afraid that she was as fragile as she looked. I slipped off her shoes and socks so that she'd be more comfortable in her slumber. I then took up the task of tidying my room. Clothes and books littered the floor, surely I didn't want her to think I was a slob. My phone buzzed from the living room.
Come over babe..
It was Bree.
I'm a little busy right now. x
I couldn't imagine betraying Maya in that way.
What?? ;(
Before I could answer, there was a knock at the door. Who the fuck could it be?
I hastily walked towards the door.
"What do you want?" I said to Liam as soon as I saw his face.
"I just want to talk." He put his arms up defensively.
I step aside to let him in.
"Keep it down a little bit, I have a guest over." I informed him awkwardly.
"I see you haven't changed your ways." Liam walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer.
"No alcohol allowed on campus, Styles." He said, popping one open.
I mutter a slick response. Why did he feel so comfortable; Opening my fridge and telling what was and what was not contraband.
"So who's girlfriend is in there this time?" Liam eyed me. "Is it Bree? You know she's dating Connor, right?"
"Calm down with the damn questions." I replied. "Maya's in there."
Liam's eyes went wide.
"No, not like that." I rushed. "We were talking and she fell asleep and I didn't want to wake her up."
Babe??? ;(((
It was Bree again.
"Fuck." I said louder than I intended.
"I came to speak about Maya." Liam looked me sternly in the face, reminding me too much of my father.
"Listen, I really like her. She's not just a fling, I swear." I said this to both myself and Liam. One of us needed reminding and one of us didn't know.
"You can't keep doing this." Liam shook his head. "You, you sleep with these innocent girls and you throw them aside like they're old news. You can't keep crushing them like this."
"Why the fuck do you think that these women I have sex with have no choice? They chose to sleep with me, they know what I want, they don't want a damn relationship. They just wanna be fucked right, that's it Liam."
"Is that what you really thought about Danielle?" His face is twisted into a scowl.
"Fuck, Liam." I said too loudly. "I'm sorry. For the millionth time, I'm sorry. We fucked each other. I wish I could take it back but you need to move the hell on, you have someone new. Let the fuck go, Liam. I'm tired of being like this towards you. I hate feeling like shit for something that happened ages ago. We were drunk, I know that's not an excuse, but fuck."
I ran my fingers through my hair, for the billionth time that night.
"Fuck." I whispered. "I'm so sorry for betraying your trust and whatever kind of bro-code we had going on."
"I don't know. You'd just think that since infidelity broke your parents up you'd be a little more sensitive, but you're just like your asshole dad." Liam took a swig of beer.
"Wow, thanks." I paused, opening my front door. "Nice talk."
It took all my strength and good judgment not to punch him in the jaw. I knew the commotion would wake Maya, if she wasn't already awake from my series of "fucks" .
He inched his way towards the door, his eyes on me the whole time.
"Whenever you're ready to stop the bullshit, just let me know." I said before shutting the door. I felt defeated.
• • • • • • • •
"Harry." She moans in my ear, tugging at my shirt.
I kiss her neck while rubbing all her sensitive parts, her quiet moans only encourages my actions.
"Fuck." I squeeze her breast from underneath her shirt, before quickly removing the obstacle.
I pick her up before setting her on the small sink. Her eyes were full of lust, more than likely reflecting my own. She wears a pink lace panties, I hurry to slide them off, I want her completely bare.
I marvel at her. She was almost completely naked, other than the silky black bra that covered her chest. She took it upon herself to take it off, as if she read my mind.
I take her left breast in my mouth before slipping my fingers into her moist center. She arches her back.
"You like that?" I move my fingers at a tantalizing pace.
She only moans in response.
"Fuck, Maya." I hiss, quickening my pace. "Tell me how much you like it."
I kiss her starting from her lips and make my way down to her neck, without stopping my movements.
"Please." She stammers.
I stop at her chest, to tug at her nipples and continue kissing southward. We both know my destination, her body anticipates it.
I lick her core, slowly at first. She lets out a few cries of pleasure.
I quicken my tongue movements, if this is the only way I can show her I love her, I better do it well. I take her clit in my mouth before sucking hard and fast.
She cries out louder this time, lightly tugging at my hair.
"I'm going to come." Her voice is hoarse.
"Come, baby." I say against her, before continuing my actions.
I watch her gorgeous body unravel before me as she reaches her brink. Her legs stiffen over my shoulder but I continue my movements, she needs to feel good after feeling so bad for so long.
"H-Harry." She screams, surely my next door neighbors could hear her.
"I won't mind when it's over, at least I didn't think for a while." - EDEN (End Credits)
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FanfictionMaya Arlington (as Normani from 5H) and Harry Styles (as a non-Brit version of himself) come from completely different backgrounds but they somehow meet at the University of Notre Dame. Whether you call it fate or luck, you can't deny the love the...