"Really?" Louis asked almost as if he was amazed.
"um, yeah is that so surprising. he is my, boyfriend." I had said it and I wasn't ashamed though I could still feel my words lingering in the air.
"hey!" Harry suddenly called out and scared me half to death at how loud his voice was ring right above me.
"Paul can you drive home real quick it's about 5 minutes away. I forgot I....um....have something for Ashley." he said quickly as Paul started to make a turn towards the boys house.
"sure." Paul called back at us.
"you have a present or something for me?" I asked Harry looking up to him.
"something like that." he responded.
"something like a penis!" Louis screamed at us pointing a finger at harry, but for some reason I didn't do my usual flinch like I did ever time I herd Louis scream. no, all I did, was stare at harry. the possibility that was running through my mind was apparent. I wanted him, and not on top of me this time.
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"BYEEE YOU LOVE BIRDS!" everyone screamed to us from out one of the bus windows. the five minutes had passed and we were now walking up the steps to Harry's flat. he pulled out his keys and unlocked the door rather quick like he was in a hurry. we were soon I'm the house and the door was closed and locked behind me.
"your so beautiful, you know that." Harry said as I returned from locking the front door. he wrapped his arms around my hips embracing me in a tight but comforting hug.
"thank you baby." I said holding onto his arm as we walked farther away from the front door.
"your welcome." I could feel his smile curl as he kissed up my arm. he had been so sweet to me since I'd gotten back. maybe even too sweet, but was it bad to say I was really turned on by it, of course not. and to think a few months ago Harry styles was only my crush. who would've known that I'd be in a really serious relationship with someone who used to be my man crush.
"Ashley, " Harry spoke up once he was finished kissing my left arm. I turned to face him as his hands rested on my hips perfectly.
"hmm?" I hummed as out eyes met.
"Don't worry about the pictures. "
"I'm not gonna." I came as close as possible and touched our lips so soft it felt like feathers and the second kiss was more passionate as he pulled me closer by my hips, hands still resting in their original place on my body. he soon slid one hand up the corner of my t-shirt, playing with the hem. I couldn't help but smile during the kiss as his hand grazed against the skin of my hip, I was very ticklish.
"what?" he whispered. we continued kissing as I rested my hands right below his cheek bones.
"I'm ticklish. "
"oh really?" he pushed his hand into my hip a little further and I laughed pretty loud.
"hey!"
"what?" he said almost to instigate.
"come find me." I ran after I said that And headed towards his room and shut the door behind me. there wasn't much space to hide in Harry's bedroom; only the bathroom and a little crevice behind his bedroom door, so I chose the door. as I hide there my breath was heavy in my chest, almost like i was nervous. I could hear his slow foot steps creaking over the steps of the stairs, the finally reached the door and it swung open practically smashing into me but I didn't make a noise. as he slowly stepped into the room all I could see was a sliver of boot.
"Ashley where are you?" I could help but giggle and I think it was a little to loud cause after that he whipped around really fast, his eyes darting to meet mine.
"Hi..." I waved my hand a little at him smiling. it practically took him about two and a half steps to meet me and when he did he only kissed me, but it wasn't long, jut a little more than a peck.
"I found you." he breathed onto me so attractively. all I could do was look into his eyes, what was I supposed to say,' yeah I know?' No! I guess I could kiss him...what am I saying, I have to kiss him, his, And most likely mine, eyes were probably begging for it.
I pressed my lips into his grabbing the back of his neck to deepen the kiss. our lips continued to over lap each other until he finally put his hand under my shirt, cupping my boob. it wasnt the first time he'd done that, but it didn't feel weird just, different. more special.
I soon got the hint that his hand was going to stay there and I might as well take off my shirt.
"you look...amazing." I blushed at his words and it was really cold so I had goosebumps on my chest.
"thanks," I reconnected our lips as he continued to slowly rub my hips and the skin a little bit around my stomach. I was getting out of breath by this heated moment so I stopped kissing for a moment.
"take your shirt off." I said trying to catch my breath a little. in seconds his navy blue shirts was off and thrown to one of his bedroom corners and soon he was back practically holding me up off the ground as his hands we held on to the small of my back. both my hands were set on his face, cupping his jaw bones on either side. My hands slowly fell to his shoulders and I began to run my finger through his curls. the kiss he left lingered down my neck, so gentle and perfect at finding my sweet spot. putting his hands on the back of my thighs on disconnecting himself for a moment.
"jump." I followed his directions and did as I was told, jumping and locking my legs around his hips as his hands continued to groping my butt. our lips were pushed back together and this was just like a dream. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. he soon started walking to his bed, not leaving my lips once as he sat down on the bed. I left him for a second to stand up, looking over him, he laid back on the bed. I slipped my pants off and thank God I remembered to change my underwear and take off that pad I didn't really need. luckily my bra and underwear matched beautifully.
"So....it's your turn." I said pointing to his pants.
"I think if you want them off so bad......then you take them off." he was playing with me. I squinted my eyes at him and pursed my lips together thinking.
"fine." I walked over to him slowly and hooked my hands in the top of his pants just watching his chest rise and fall ever so carefully and slowly as he watched my every move. I pulled on his belt and unhooked, sliding his belt out of the loops. I then put my hands on his pants and slid my hand up his leg until it was finally at the brim of his pants working them down and tugging until his pants were at his thigh revealing his briefs and the bulge that was being captivated in then. his breathing had gotten even faster since I first started but wasn't going to just let him have me, I would torture him, painfully and slowly. being 'out of the box' might be a good thing right now. but if anything, I will make him suffer and if he wants to be stubborn and make me take his pants off, then so be it. he will suffer.
