They say some of the toughest times are when you will learn who you can lean on and who you can't. I learned a lot of things about the one true friend I thought I had when our son Reese was born. He spent almost three months in the NICU where Harry and I visited every day. We've been home now for a few weeks and I'm so in love with them. I can't get enough of Harry and the way he tends to him and me. I've recovered well and am working on feeling well again. Since the heart attack I've been weak and it's been hard to get back to where I was, but with Harry's help I am all but back to new.
Today we are out since we've not really been out to show off Reese since his scary arrival. He takes us to the mall where he carries the car seat around and takes my hand. We've had a rough past but we seem to be getting through that and I hope our past stays there. We do run into a few old friends from school and they stop to admire but none of them seem to care about anything else. He is adorable and I can't say I blame them. Harry's phone pulls me from my feeling of nervous.
He walks a short distance away but that's not what worries me, it's the look he gives me while he's on the phone. He hangs up and heads my way but I don't move since one of his friends is still standing next to me. I feel a bit scared but I know I'm not in danger. His hand snakes around my hips and I'm not sure what he's got on his mind but I know what's on mine.
"Please excuse us we have to be on our way."
"Who was on the phone?"
"Let's just call her an old friend."
"Oh." I say simply but I know he's thinking about what I'm thinking.
"Her and I had a few good nights but that's about it."
"I don't care what you did in your past, I just don't want her to make a problem."
"She said she wants to talk to us."
"Why would she need to talk to me? I don't know her."
"I'm not sure but she's going to drop by our place in a little while, is that ok?"
"Yes."
We wonder around doing some more shopping and we decide were going to spend a bit of money on a few new things for the house. We need a new sofa since Axel broke it when he threw himself on it after a drunken night. I know Harry's still pissed about that night but we let him stay. That was a hard night since he kept Reese up most of the night with his yelling. Him and Harry yelled a lot that night and I'm not sure what about. I spent most of the night consoling our boy.
Once we make it home I head right into the nursery where Reese now needs changed and fed. I hear Harry in the kitchen and it sounds like he's getting dinner ready. It makes me smile that he always seems to know just what to say about the problems in my head. I always make things worse than they are. I hear his feet tread up the stairs and that's when I see him standing in the doorway. I sit and stare for a moment before adjusting myself and giving Reese my breast. He has a hard time latching most times but he's smaller than most babies his age and the doctor says it's perfectly ok. I don't worry about it and I close my eyes as we rock. I don't know how long Harry is standing there but when I open my eyes he's sitting on the floor in front of me. He's watching us and it's comforting knowing he cares enough to sit here and watch. He takes him from me and sets him in his crib, taking my hand I grab the monitor and he pulls me to our room. I've been cleared for some time now and it's not that we haven't had sex but I'm going to go with it.
As soon as the door closes his hands wrap up around the back of my neck as his lips smash into mine. He's pushing me against the wall and I can feel his passion that's mixed with need, I immediately push back with the same amount of need. He's not wasting any time with the clothing we have on and I'm glad he's in a hurry. Our clothing is laying in a pile on the floor and he lifts me as my legs wrap around him I'm not sure if he's going to be commanding or not. His fingers meet my core as my back pushes against the wall.
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Forced to be Mrs. Styles
FanfictionLeft alone in this world after a tragic accident that took the lives of her parents and her younger brother. 16-year-old Elenor is faced with her parent's wishes. A marriage to a stranger named Harry Styles is not what she had in mind, but as her pa...