it had been almost a week after I had realized how much I had actually loved Harry from the unexpected complements to the unbareable aching of my body needing his. But since last week Harry hadn't so much as touched me in the ways I had been yearning for. Obviously I didn't take it personal.
"hey babe, Louis is coming by the house in about twenty minutes to pick me up." Harry, Louis, And Liam were planning on going camping this week and I would be left alone practically because Eleanor and Danielle had decided upon going with them as Well. But what I did need to do was mend some bridges. I hadn't talked to jade and ellie for a long time, specifically since I came back from being with my family. I hadn't talked to Zayn since that time I had him pick me up and bring me to Harry's house, and now and then I'd see him if Harry and I went over to Louis unexpectedly just to hang out, but other than that, I hadn't talked to him at all. I hadn't seen niall since then either, nor spoke to him. being nice of course I asked the boys about nialls whereabouts but they just gave me faint replies as if they were hiding something from me or they actually knew as much as I did.
which was nothing.
"Okay, well what do you want to do to, pass the time?" i asked playfully planting a kiss on his lips.
"I don't know. how about....since I'm leaving? You can pick." I wonder if he had the same thing in mind judging by the smirk playing on his lips.
I quickly was in control and on him pushing him back on our couch. it was funny because our first make out session was on this couch.
placing his hands underneath my legs he gently just stayed that was as I caressed his curls on starring at him as he was to me. just one touch of his lips on mine would ruin this once in a life time mental picture I had in my mind of him. suddenly memories of our past flew into my mind, of him cooking in the kitchen, times when I would wake up next to him and he was still asleep while he cuddled into my body. just those things filled me with happiness, but soon they were over as his lips met mine and made me close my eyes as slowly as could be and it felt like everything had stopped in time. as time sped up I felt his abs as I slithered my hands up his shirt invading his body and all the crevices it had. he was so warm, and that's the thing I loved was that where ever he could always warm me up.
as I worked my way down his body my hands tragically attempted to unhooked his belt he slowly put his hands on mine and stopped me from continuing. lips connecting I couldn't help but feel a little hurt that he wouldnt let me continue strangling his belt. My chin soon went down in sadness, but what could I do? it's not like I could force him to do something he obviously didn't want to do. all I could do was sit here and feel self-conscious about if I was good or not in bed. after all Harry was the only guy that I had been with. I mean God, I try to go to the gym often but with paparazzi following me it's fucking annoying, and yes I could go for a work out when the boys have a concert or something like that but they still seem to find me, it's weird.
"Hey," he said but I didn't return an answer.
"ash?" he lifted my chin up with his pointer finger.
"what?" I returned drably.
"what's wrong?" I chuckled a little at the thought of how he couldn't see the lust in my eyes. I woke my hands in the air and just patted them down back on my thighs that ended with a slapping noise.
"nothing. it's nothing." I crawled back off him and went upstairs.
nothing. that's what I heard for a moment, but then followed foot steps leading to the door. from where I sat on our bed, I quickly laid down and turned away from the bed room door. the slightest creak was made when he opened the door. I laid with my legs folded up into my chest clutched to me as I felt the bed melt under his weight at the end of the bed.
