Broken ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Nicollette's POV

I woke up and the whole room was dark. I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed and the clock read 1:00am. I stretched my arm out the the other side of the bed and Harry was gone. I quickly sat up and looked around the room. He was no where to be found. He left. He left without even saying goodbye.

I am not sure why I was even surprised that he left me here without even saying anything. I knew the type of person he was and I shouldn't even be getting involved with him. I knew that he was still in love with Monica and I knew that there was no way I would ever have a chance with him. I somehow hoped that maybe he had forgotten about her and was ready to move on. How stupid was I? I began to laugh at myself then shook my head.

I was still in my clothes and they were very uncomfortable to sleep in. I got from the bed and walked over to my dresser where I kept my t shirt that I liked to sleep in. It was an old high school PE t shirt that I somehow grew used to sleeping in. I hated sleeping in clothes it was just too uncomfortable, so I just settle for sleeping in my underwear and this t shirt.

As I took my shirt off I began to think of what it would be like to feel Harry's fingers wonder through my body. I closed my eyes and held my PE t shirt in my hand. I clenched it tight against my chest thinking about how he made me feel when he pressed his lips against mine. The way my heart began to beat faster with every touch of this lips simply excited me. It was all just a rush that I wanted to feel again. Only I wanted more than just a kiss.

Then a cold touch against my back made me gasp and drop my t shirt on the floor. My heart began to race as his fingertips slowly traced down my spine. I couldn't control my breathing. I closed my eyes afraid that I was only imagining this.

I took in a deep breathe then turned around only to find Harry staring back at me. It was those familiar greens eyes and that perfect complexion of his starring back at me.

“Hi,” I whispered.

He smirk wrapping his arm around my waist. The cold touch against my skin made the goosebumps rise on my skin. He pulled me against him making my chest press hard against his. I was completely out of breathe and all I wanted was to feel his lips against mine once more. He kept one arm wrapped around my waist while the other traveled up my bare back and unclasped my bra. I gasped and watched him as he got this gleam in his eyes.

“Harry,” I whispered, “What are you doing?”

“Ssh don't speak. Just enjoy,” he said softly in his deep voice.

His words began to make my heart beat faster and I was beginning to think that he can probably hear it. My chest was rising and falling with every contact that his fingertips made with my skin. He kept tracing a straight line up and down my spine and his eyes never left mine. I wanted to move, but I was motionless in his hold. It was as if I was spellbound by his touch. Every move he made against my skin rose another goosebumps onto my arm. He then began to lean in and I licked my lips hoping that he would kiss me. I closed my eyes waiting for his lips to meet mine, but I was startled when his lips met the crook of my neck. Gasping for air I let myself get lost in the way he began to trail kisses up my neck. He brought my earlobe to his lips and I stood there motionless in his arms.

His lips released my earlobe and he whispered, “I've been wanting to this since I saw you at the club.”

His hands then traveled down my back an into my jeans. They rested there on my waist band. I could feel his fingertips lightly on my bottom sending a tingling feeling down my spine. My eyes shot open in shock. He was touching me and making me feel things that no one else has ever made me feel. I watched as a smirk formed on his perfect face.