Finding Yourself

chapter 15

I was woken up the next morning to Harry kissing my forehead.

"Morning sleepy head." He grinned.

I pulled the covers up to my neck and groaned. "Good morning early bird."

"Its 10am, I couldn't wait any longer for you to wake up!" He laughed wrapping his arms around me. "I wanted a hug alright."

"You're so warm!" I smiled running my fingers through his hair.

"Are you ticklish?" Harry grinned.

"Erm no..." I lied.

"Oh really?" He smirked wiggling his fingers into my sides.

I wriggled out of his grip but he climbed up onto me and straddled my hips. He continued to tickle me and we was both in fits of laughter.

His fingers stopped moving and he leaned down and placed his lips onto mine. Our mouths moulded together and our lips parted, making our tongues meet. Me and Jack never kissed like this. Well we did, but it never felt like this. Kissing Harry made my stomach flip a hundred times over and I never wanted to stop.

His hand moved from my face down to the tshirt that was hunched up under my boobs, he moved it higher up and pulled it over my head. I smiled and we were kissing again.

Harry was hovering over me, we were both in just underwear and it felt exciting I guess. I think thats where me and Jack crumbled. We never did anything exciting we had a boring relationship, same thing day in day out.

I felt Harry growing against me as I circled my hips.

"Melanie, you see what you do to me?" He breathed into my ear.

He crawled off of me, slid down my underwear and dropped his boxers.

He left wet kisses from my stomach all the way back upto my face as he made his way back on top of me.

"Are you... okay?" He said, his breathing heavy.

"Yeah." I whispered.

I took in a sharp breath as he slipped into me.

He kissed all the way around my neck as he thrusted in and out, moaning as he went. His lips found mine again and our tongues began to dance. 

"You feel so good." He said into my mouth.

I tugged on his hair and groaned louder as his pace got faster and faster.

Both of our breathing got heavier as Harry sped up even more.

I wrapped my legs up around him, pushing him into me harder and he groaned into my ear.

We stayed in that position, Harry thrusting his hips fast until we both finished.

"Harry..." I whimpered as he slowed down again and pulled out.

He rolled off, and collapsed next to me, both of us panting.

"Good morning indeed." He laughed.

I turned to face him and laughed with him.

"Lets go get breakfast, we'll make pancakes!" He said after a while.

I put my underwear back on, along with a baggy tshirt and some pyjama shorts while harry pulled on a black tshirt and some jeans... something he seemed to look good in every single day.

"Come on." He said kissing my cheek.

I jumped on his back and he piggy-backed me down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"I didn't know you two would be home this early." Harry said when he saw Niall and Louis sitting at the kitchen table.

I slid off his back and followed him to the fridge.

"We thought as much, judging from the amount of noise you two were making upstairs. Wrestling, that's what they call it, isn't it?" Louis said smirking at us both.

They all looked at me and my eyes widened, wanting the ground to swallow me up. Harry laughed and rolled his eyes in their direction before grabbing a pan from the cupboard.

"Yeah, wrestling... Melanies very good at it."

"I'm sure she is, maybe I'll have to wrestle her soon." Niall winked.

"Or not!" Harry laughed, snaking his hand around my waist.

We made some pancakes... well kind of pancakes, whatever we made was edible anyway, and then headed back upstairs. Harry laughed as soon as I closed his bedroom door behind me.

"It's not funny, I wanted to die!" I said, laughing anyway.

"I didn't think they'd be home until dinner time... you'll have to be quieter next time Melanie, It was all you." He winked.

"You was making just as much noise as me, shutup!" I said swatting his arm.

He laughed again and sat down on the bed, pulling me down onto his lap.

"What are we doing today then?" He said kissing my forehead.

"Mmm, I don't care... I'm not good at making decisions." I laughed. "You pick."

"We could go into town? I need to go get a birthday card to send to my mum anyway?"

"Okay then." I smiled. "Why do you need to send a birthday card? Can't you go and see her?"

"She lives in Ireland with her boyfriend." He shrugged. "I only see her at christmas."

"Oh." I frowned. "Sorry."

"It's okay, I'm not bothered." He laughed. "She's happy, I'm happy... whatever."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tight and his arms gripped my waist as he got up and placed my feet on the ground.