Spark // Harry Styles

Chapter III - Losing Control

A/N: Thank you so much for all the reads and, especially for getting Spark to be ranked #217 on Short Story and #659 on Fan Fiction this past week! That was unbelievable! But now moving on to the actual chapter, I just wanted to let you know that this one is definitely going to have some graphic content so, read at your own descrition, but just know I warned you. Nonetheless, I seriously hope you enjoy reading this (probably my favourite chapter so far!) and don't forget to vote and comment. It only takes a few seconds and it makes me SO happy when you do it, plus, I love seeing your reactions! For this chapter I chose the song All Of Me by John Legend and I would recommend you reading the second half of the chapter while listening to it. It really helps setting the mood! Believe me! Enjoy :)

    Although I had promised Harry to spend more time with him, my exams made it almost impossible for me to be constantly by his side. I needed to focus on my studies too. Therefore, even though he visited me everyday, he would only stay for a few hours, watching me silently as I studied for my exams. However, time and again he would serve as a distraction, assaulting me with kisses he was holding back for most of the time. He told me, though, that we would spend the weekend together in compensation for the rest of the week. And that’s what I was anxiously anticipating.

    When I heard a knock on the door, on Saturday, after my last exam, my face curved into one huge smile. I greeted Harry by jumping on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing him passionately. He was the only boy who ever made me do such things. I was craving for him every time we were apart.  Harry smiled at the gesture and immediately made sure his tongue found mine.

    ‘I missed you,’ he said genuinely when we broke the kiss. ‘Are you ready to go?’ His hands were still placed on my legs, securing me.

    ‘Yes,’ I responded. Although, once again, I had no idea what his plans for the day were. But I guess I was growing familiar with the unexpected. That was one of the things I was constantly experiencing with Harry.

    ‘Then let’s go,’ he continued, now carrying me in a bridal style position into his car, through the dorm complex. I giggled the whole time, playing with the buttons of his plaid shirt. I think I was trying to distract myself from the students’ stares, really. Harry placed a sweet kiss on my nose before putting me down again.

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    ‘Harry…’ I tried to speak as I became aware of where we could possibly be heading towards. ‘Where are you taking me?’

    ‘To work,’ he said and I looked confused for a second.

    ‘Where?’

    ‘To my work place,’ he explained pointing at the area I had already seen: The town’s small airport, with a dropzone.

    ‘Hum, explain to me, what kind of jobs could be available for a twenty-one year old guy at an airport?’ I genuinely had no idea, whatsoever.

    ‘I am a skydiver instructor.’ My mouth fell to the floor. Goosebumps travelled all over my body just with the image of Harry jumping from 15,000 feet off the ground. I was scared for him.

    ‘Since when?’ I tried my best to remain calm and collected.

    ‘Since I started living on my own. I had bills to pay.’

    ‘But you have to be really good at this to be an instructor. Plus, this is a very dangerous and serious job.’

    ‘I know, Autumn, but I am really good at it. You have seen nothing yet,’ he smirked, his hand placed on my leg and his gaze on mine. ‘Don’t you worry.’ When he stopped the car, an older guy approached us and spoke carefully.