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Harry set her down and kept a hand on her back. They strolled into the house and to Aubrey's bedroom, gazing at each other all the while. Aubrey registered lust in Harry’s eyes. When they crossed the threshold of her room Harry rested his palm against the door, shutting the door.
His lips attached to Aubrey's, moving tortuously slow. Wanting to increase the pace Aubrey met Harry’s hips with her own and grinded into him. Harry’s grunt of satisfaction sent a shiver through Aubrey. His lips became more fevered. She wanted to feel his skin against her own. She pulled the edge of his shirt over his head, breaking the kiss for the slightest moment before they forcefully reconnected their lips.
Her slender fingers ran over his toned muscles. "So sexy." She muttered before moving to his neck. She worked harshly on it.
"Aubrey," He moaned. A thrill ran through her being at the sound of her name falling from his lips. Her teeth grazed over his neck roughly, in attempt to hear him again. She ran her tongue over the area causing him to let out a yelp.
Her hands fell upon his zipper and she unbuttoned the button with one hand and tugged them down his legs. He reached out and removed the same articles of clothing she had from him hurriedly. Their lips met again and their bodies pressed together once more. Without the restraint of his trousers it was extremely evident how hard he was.
Aubrey's fingers ran over the waist line of his boxers, toying with them. A startled gasp escaped Harry's lips when she made contact with his blazing skin. "Ssshhh," She tried to sooth him.
"No Aubrey. Please. Stop." She halted her movement. Rejection registering in her mind.
"I- I just need to know that you and I are real. I need to know that we're actually dating." She removed her hand from him. Her head reeled. Of course we were dating. Did he not think we were? Oh my God, had he been seeing other people? I am such an idiot. I didn't even confirm we were dating before I let him get me undressed! She slowly backed away from him. "Aubrey?" His voice cracked. "Aubrey, love." His gaze was watchful and cautious as he moved towards her. Her backward steps didn't cease. She yanked her shirt back over her head when she saw it on the ground.
"I can't believe you!"
"I-" He cut himself off when he realized he was unsure of what he was even defending himself against.
"I trusted you! I-I needed you. Hell I still need you!" Burning tears escaped onto her cheeks.
"I don't understand..." His eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.
"You don't understand! How could you not understand?! I thought- I thought you loved me." Her body shook uncontrollably.
"I do love you! You're everything to me! You have me, I'm yours. You have to listen to me! It didn't even cross my mind until I was speaking to my mum about who you are, that we never said we were officially dating. I couldn't imagine being without you, so I didn't think of the possibility of you not being mine. I'm in love with you, Aubrey, so please be my girlfriend?" Tears trickled down her face contrasting perhaps the largest smile she'd ever worn on her lips. Harry had said everything she'd ever wanted someone to tell her.
So for that reason and the fact that Harry was the one who spoke, she said, "Yes."
*Author's Note: I'm feeling apprehensive on this chapter due to the smut, so please send me feedback by commenting or DMing me. The chapter is a bit shorter since I just updated a couple hours ago. I adored Harry's declaration of love for Aubrey and hopefully you did too! Haha. Once I wrote the part where he says, "...I'm yours," I knew I had to use their cover of the song for the song for this chapter. As always vote, comment, and message me please xxx*
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