Noticed

Chapter 2

Harry's P.O.V

It took about one hour to get to my front door, but when we stood there, we were both turned on and could barely even wait. While I locked up the door, her hands was on my chest, and with trembling hands she was trying to open up my shirt, and she did it well, even though she was drunk.

I put the keys down in my pocket again, before I completely lost control. I pulled up the door with my back, cause my hands were way too busy opening up her dress, in the back. When we got inside, the smell of home, mixed with her parfume, turned me even more on.

I slammed the door with my foot, and then I really couldn't wait, I lifted her up, and carried her across the flat, and all the way upstairs, where my bedroom was, one huge bedroom on the second floor. "Fuck..." She mumbled when she looked around in the room, every girl that had been here had been amazed, it was huge, and quite beautiful. Not really how people imagined my room, but I liked it, and the girls liked it.

I was still carrying her, but when I reached the bed I gently placed her on the soft mattress. She grabbed my shirt, that was open now, and then she pulled me down on top of her. I moved my hands up my legs, and pulled off her little black dress.

When my blue shirt, her little black dress and her stilettos was lying in a pile on the floor, I rolled away from her and pulled her on top of me. "Just don't kiss me..." She whispered, almost moaning.

Elena's P.O.V

His lips moved down my neck, leaving me whispering his name, as he sucked it, and left a suction mark. His strong arms held my body tight, and locked on top of him, if he was a rapist, he would be a damn good one.

I didn't know how it happened, but when all of our clothes was gone, and our bodies were melted together as one, he found his way to my lips, and at that moment I hated him, cause after telling him not to, he did it. And that was the weakest place on my body, my lips. They had a deep connection to my heart, and instead of moaning his name, I cursed it.

Which made him smile. I couldn't help but notice that his eyes were darker than earlier, and filled with lust. He was not being so careful, but I liked it just that way... Except from the fact that he kept on playing with my tongue. I got drawn into the game, and carefully bit his lower lip.

When we were done, I rolled away from him, and we were both lying on the bed, breathless, while gazing at the ceiling. My breast was moving fast up and down, and trying to catch my breath was harder than I thought. Before I rolled closer to him again, and let him wrap his arms around me, and hold me close, I looked him in the eyes, and said, "I hate you,"

He rolled his eyes and laughed at me, then he held me close to him and I closed my eyes with a smile. Even though I hated him for kissing me... That bastard.

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Harry's P.O.V

When I woke up, I reached my arms out to stretch my lazy body. My brain wasn't totally awake yet, and I let out a loud yawn. The sun was shining through the big windows, making me room look huge and white.

But when I stretched my arms a little more, my left hand hit something, another persons skin. I fast pulled my hand away, and turned my head to look at... At the girl who was lying by my side, that's when I remembered last night, and I couldn't help but smile. She looked so beautiful and peaceful when she was lying there, with the bottom of her body (From her waist and down) covered in the white blankets.

I rolled over, till I was lying on the side, while I was watching her sleep. A bit of her make up was under and over her eyes, but she still looked pretty, and so different from yesterday. Yesterday I remembered her being hot and sexy, now she looked cute, pretty and just... Just like an ordinary pretty girl.

One of those you find dating someone from the football team, but not one of the Cheerleaders. While lying there, so close to her naked body, my thoughts started to wander. What would happen if I asked her to stay, just for today? Would she actually stay? Would I ever meet her again? I fast pushed the thoughts out of my head...Harry, stop it!

She was a one night stand, you can keep her maybe this morning, nothing more.I had to realise that it was true, and why the heck would I like her to stay? She wasn't anything special, or... She was sweet, pretty and funny, but a lot of girls was that. But I think I do like her and can't stand to see her get hurt ever but she has to go. No matter how much I cared about her.

I didn't know how long I had been watching her, but suddenly it knocked on my door. I jumped a bit up in the bed, because of the loud sound, and rushed out of it, so the person wouldn't knock again, I didn't want her to wake up. I fast put on some boxers, then I ran to the door, and opened it a bit. It was only the postman, that stood with a package under his arm. "A package for a... Mr. Styles?" He turned to look away from the white paper in his hand, and then he looked up.

His face was wrinkled, and he looked like someone who hated his job more than anything else. I smiled a bit, and took the package when he handed it to me. "Just sign here." The postman pointed at the white paper, and handed me a pen. I signed, when I could see the postmans eyes looking over my shoulder and into my apartment, a little smile grew on his lips.

I turned my head and saw her on her way down the stairs from my bedroom, only wearing her underwear. "Thank you. Have a nice day." I muttered, and closed the door right in front of the postman, then I turned to look at her again. She looked around her, and then she saw me. "Morning," I smiled, and walked up to her, when she stood on the floor down the stairs.

"Goodmorning," She answered me, and looked fast at my body, while biting her lip. I laughed a bit, without loud, just inside myself. "Are you hungry?" I asked her, when we walked through the living room, and into the kitchen.

Actually the modern wooden stair up to my bedroom, was in the living room, and the kitchen was connected to the living room as well.

She shrugged her shoulders, but didn't really answer. I took it as a yes, and we kept a playful conversation going, before I opened up the fridge, I placed my hands on her hips, and easily lifted her up on the desk. She watched me as I pulled out some egg, milk, butter, and stuff. Then I found some salt, and when I walked by her to get the peper, she grabbed my arm, and pulled me close to her. I liked the way she wasn't being so shy, and the way she made me feel so out of control when she looked me in the eyes. I still remembered her cursing my name after I kissed her, last night, and that's why I leaned closer, when she wrapped her legs around my waist, and before she could move away, I put my hands on the side of her head, and held it close...

Then I gently kissed her lips. She tried to pull away, but I held her tighter, till my lips got hers pulled apart, and my tongue made its way into her mouth. She gently bit my lower lip, and I moved my hands away from her face, and down her back. Then our lips got separated, and her eyes were darker than for just about 30 seconds ago.

"Come on pretty boy..." She whispered, and leaned a bit closer again.

"Are you sure that you can handle me?" And with me I meant... Yeah you know. She rolled her eyes, and leaned her head a bit to the side.

"I did it last night,"

"Haha, oh really? You were like screaming my name all the time..." I laughed a little, and loved the way I made her feelembarrassed, I could tell by the way her cheeks turned tomato red, and when she answered, it was only a whisper.

"I wasn't..."

"Hahaha, we both know that you was. All the time. I bet you've never had it that good," I loved playing around with her mind like that.

"Oh shut up, I've had it a lot better..." Her voice turned confident again, but the color on her cheeks didn't fade.

"You're not a good liar, baby," I winked at her, and then to her surprise I fast opened up the bra, and she fast had to grab her boobs, so she wouldn't lose it.

"Harryyy! You cheeky boy!" She looked shocked, and it made me laugh.

"You don't need it anyway... I am going to show you that I am the best damn this that you've had, and ever will get,"

"Yeah suure... Will you please clo-" She didn't get to finish her sentence before I pressed my lips against hers, this time harder and with a lot more.... Passion.