True love is forever

Chapter ~ 10 (pg13)

- Viv -

Oh god mama's calling

"Hi mama how are you?" I cringed at my own fake sweet voice.

"Viv what's all this about you and these boys from some boyband?! There's pictures everywhere!"

I froze. "What?!"

"Oh don't pretend you haven't seen them, they're in every magazine possible. Pictures of you and this curly haired boy, hand in hand. Viviana I've googled him and this Harry chap does not have a good reputation"

She babbled on in Italian, angrily scalding me for not telling her about the boys. I only half listened though because I was still strung up on the fact that I was in magazines. Mama continued on the other line while I switched on the tablet I hadn't used since I got here. No results for my name thank god but hundreds for mystery Spanish girl. I laughed, they thought I was Spanish.

There was only a few photos I could find. One of me chasing Louis with a sparkler, one of me and Harry playing volleyball blindfolded and one of me and Harry kissing by the pool. I grimaced. I hope my dad hasn't seen these.

"Mama I'm sorry they're just new friends I've made" I pleaded l, closing down the tablet.

I could hear her sigh, she could never stay mad at her dying daughter. "I hope that boy is treating you well, I mean does he even know about...."

I had to bite my lip as her voice broke at the end. "No mama, it's just a holiday fling. He's got a whole career to worry about"

"I just worry Viv, stay safe wont you. I'll text you tomorrow. Can't wait to see you love you"

"You too mama. Bye"

I sat down on the neatly made bed and stared at the blank screen on my phone. There were many things running through my mind but most importantly, tonight.

I had all day to prepare if that was the right word but to be honest I had no idea what I was preparing for? I thought about the first time Fraya did it. She was at a party in London with her boyfriend at the time, Devon and afterwards she came to visit me in the hospital to tell me everything.

I remember thinking that it sounded awful and that I never wanted to try it but then again Fraya wasn't in love with Devon.

I called her regardless.

"Shave" She stated proudly

"Sorry?"

"Shave" she repeated "legs, arms...everywhere. Shave!"

"That's all the advice you're giving me" I said angrily "Shaving. No secret tips or hints?"

"Babe I'm pretty sure Harry Styles knows what he's doing. I still can't believe you two are like in love!! I mean that is so cool"

I would usually be giggling right now at my own fortune but I still felt like I was about to wet my pants at any moment.

"Mmm" I trailed off, my eyes searching the room for a razor.

"Vivi I've known you my whole life and if there's one thing I know it's that your a strong and independent person. If you want this to happen it'll happen. If you don't, it won't. Simple as."

Fray hung up leaving me gobsmacked. I guess she was right, I did have to endure a lot and if I feel ready than I am. I just have no freaking Idea how I'm feeling. I collapsed onto my bed and groaned. Ughhhh

- Harry -

Usually when I stayed in a girls house overnight I'd take my wash bag, a clean top and a clean pair of boxers for the next morning. It was always the same wash bag so the boys always knew when I was staying over somewhere.

Today, however my head was all over the place and the only thing I could think of bringing was socks. The rest just wouldn't come to me. I strolled into the kitchen with furrowed brows and looked around. The boys sat at the table eating and looked at me bemused.

"Missing something?" Zayn teased as he took another slice of pizza.

"Yeah my wash bag" I said

The boys grinned at each other. "You probably left it in Viv's mate!" Louis said chucking.

"Well that's not possible considering I've never brought it to hers"

It annoyed me that as I said this they all stopped blank and looked at me shocked.

"What?!" I demanded, catching a glimpse of the blue bag under a chair "we haven't had sex yet. What's the big deal?"

"What's the big deal?" Niall said amazed "Harry that bag has been to more places than the queen"

I frowned. "Well Viviana isn't like the other girls is she?"

"Oi! Leave him alone. Viv's a special girl, stop making him out to be something he's not"

I sent Liam a thank you look and then joined them at the table. "Anyway I need it for tonight don't I?"

***

- Viv -

Harry stood up after he'd thanked me for dinner and sat down on the sofa in the living room while I cleared up. I took one last glance at the hairless, primed and propped me and then shook my head as a sort of pep talk to myself. I was ready I told myself, I was.

I tapped my feet on the hardwood floor. I did it subconsciously as though to cover up the sound of my heart beating rapidly in my chest. I shifted slightly and faced Harry who did the same.

"Are you 100% sure you want to go ahead with this Viv?" He said it softly as his hand cupped my face.

I nodded and kicked it off, leaning in slowly to kiss him. We took it slow, barely even opening our lips. When I began to feel more comfortable I relaxed and as if instinctively Harry's hand slid up my thigh slowly and stopped at my waist, his other hand was twisted in my hair. I focused more on my breathing while his lips found the soft spot on my neck. I moaned and moved my hand from his hair and to his thigh. I squealed inside my head as I my hand neared his crouch and I felt his bulge.

I left it there for a moment and then rubbed my palm over it making Harry moan.

"Let's go upstairs babe" Harry said leading me to my room. We had barely gotten through the door when we were back in each other, viciously and passionately kissing each other this time. Harry laid me on the bed and kept eye contact as he slowly took off my top and unclipped my bra. I stifled a giggle as he did the same to my trousers but he caught me and chuckled, making me feel even more relaxed.

Harry was as I'd expected, a pro at this but I felt so safe in his arms. I guess at first it was uncomfortable and he was just so sweet and kept telling me it would get better and eventually it did. And we didn't stop.

I felt his weight on me for hours and hours and I didn't once want it to end. In fact I wanted to keep going but I really didn't have the energy. I didn't want to be that girl that got all emotional but I was very close.

It upset me to think that I was sure I could've lived without that, without the feeling of being that connected to someone in such an intimate way.

"That" Harry grinned "Was the ultimate definition of making looooove"

My head rested on his firm chest, going up and down with his own steady breathing.

"I love you Viv" He whispered stroking my hair.

"I love you too" I whispered back.

I loved Harry, I really did. I loved absolutely everything about him.

I just hated myself for it.

A/N*

Hiiii :)

Sorry if that was really cringey I've never written a particularly kinky dirty imagine before so hope it was good. Please comment and tell me if it was alright!