Loving Mr. Styles (One Direction(Harry) Fanfic).

Chapter 17

The next day I decided to visit Harry, it had been four days without seeing him I must admit I did miss him but at the same time it was nice to have some time to myself.

When I arrived at Harry's all his curtains were shut, I couldn't figure out why as there was no sun shining in to annoy him and no journalists or paparazzi around.

I knocked on the door and walked into his house "Harry it's me, Grace." I shouted through the house.

I walked into the lounge where Harry was sitting at the side of the sofa, his hands in his hair, his face staring at the ground.

"Honey, what's wrong?" I whispered bending down besides Harry.

No answer. I took his hand it was freezing.

"You know you can tell me anything, I'm sorry for being away so long. You should've called."

"You told me not to bother."

"I meant the next day, not for a whole 4 days. Look Harry, last night I had a look online and found a therapist nearby I think it would be good if we booked you an appointment." I watched his face become confused. "We both know that I don't have a clue what to do and I don't know how to calm you down, it would be for the best."

"You do help me. I don't need a therapist." He pleaded taking both my hands.

"I can come with you if that helps. Please do it for me."

"Once. I'll go once." He compromised.

"Thank you. No matter how tough things get you need to remember that I'm here and that I love you, I really love you Harry." I said.

Our lips touched and it felt so good, i'd been craving this feeling for days. Harry's lips were cold but still as soft and kissable. I tugged his top up pulling it off his arms. My hands touched each tattoo on his body, running down to his trousers.

We stripped each other and let our bodies move together. Harry kissed my neck his tongue tickling me, the feeling was so good. I let out a moan as his teeth grazed over what was now a sensitive spot on my neck. We rolled over so now I was on top, kissing my way down to Harry's crotch. My tongue brushed over his tip making Harry moaned my name, I repeated this for my pleasure also. Harry then fought for dominance rolling me over again, he thrusted his way into me harder each time. A shiver made it's way down my spine as I felt Harry's warm substance on my thigh.

"You amaze me every time Styles." I teased.

"We could've done it on my bed rather than the floor." He laughed rubbing his back as he stood up.

We walked through to his bedroom wrapping ourselves under the covers as I lay my head on Harry chest.

"What were you doing the last four days anyway?" He asked.

"Trying to find a job because work has gone into administration." I sighed.

"Did you find anything?"

"Well umm, maybe. I bumped into Chloe yesterday and her boyfriend has a modelling agency and she says I could do a photo shoot to see if I was any good. But I don't know, I'm not model material." I laughed, I was stupid to even think for a minute I could do it.

"Don't be silly. You are the most beautiful person I have met. You should do it, see what the pictures come out like and then decide from there if you want to carry on." Harry said stroking my forehead.

"Maybe."

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The next morning I received a text from Chloe saying she'd booked me a slot at 11:30 for a photo shoot. I looked at the clock - 10:00.