Past, Present, No Future. (Harry Styles)

28. Satisfied

I tumbled backward through the door lip locked with Harry.

"Give me your phone" he breathed taking his jacket off and throwing it aside.

I nodded taking it out of my purse and handing it to him. He switched it off along with his own cell phone setting them on the bar and unplugging the flat phone.

I peeled my cardigan off and he grabbed my bum lifting me up as I wrapped my legs around his torso.

"No more interruptions" he whispered in my ear bringing his lips back to mine.

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He took me into the bedroom closing and locking the door behind us.

I glanced over to the clock seeing it had been one in the morning until Harry lied me down on the bed over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders keeping his weight up.

"Vanessa" he muttered nipping at my neck. I waited for him to continue whilst he kept breathing on my skin, "I can't, uh..."

"What?" I asked having him shift up and look at me.

"I already got hard twice today and they were too near to each other. I don't think I can do another"

"Oh" I said looking away and biting my lip.

"That doesn't mean we can't do anything" he smirked sliding his hands down my side and bringing his fingers to the bottom band of my dress making me gasp.

He began to tug at it bringing it higher and higher until his long fingers were touching the inside of my thigh.

I felt his curls brushing on my neck then down and in between my legs. His breathing became heavier when I retracted and closed my legs. He groaned opening them again and keeping his hands in place so it wouldn't happen again.

He hummed gliding his tongue over me making me whimper and try to close my legs again but he gripped them apart.

I reached down pulling his hair to get out but I didn't want him to stop.

Harry brought his head up and meeting my lips.

"Thanks" he smirked.

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Sitting on a couch reading a magazine with a bag of pretzels at your side seems like heaven but when you've been doing it for the past 3 hours you got to get off your bum and do something.

The flat's phone rang having me groan and let it ring. Harry was at work on a Friday and I didn't know who was calling.

"Hey it's Harry I'm either not home or didn't want to talk to you so you can hang up or leave me a message" the machine said.

The phone beeped and Liam's voice came up making me choke in a pretzel.

"Hey Vanessa? I was just worried you didn't come back after my practice and I called you then Harry answered giving me this number and-"

I got up reaching for the phone pressing the green button and holding it to my ear.

"Liam?" I said leaning on the bar.

"Vanessa! I finally got to you" he chuckled making me feel guilty.

"I'm sorry, I mean I owe it to you" I told him.

"Well we can plan another football match because you cheated the first time"

I giggled switching sides of my head to hold the phone in, "It's on"