Unity | Harry Styles AU

XI: come over

  After Harry had said what he said, the walk remained quiet until we both agreed it was getting quite cold. He had covered me with his coat and we ran back to his house.

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Our cheeks were flushed, and we were both panting from running through the cold December air. Oddly enough, as soon as I removed Harry's coat, my body temperature went up, and I felt hot. I went upstairs to take off his sweatpants and put his coat back where it belonged.

"Harry?" I called his name from upstairs.

"Yes?"

"Can I run these in the washing machine? Do you mind?" I asked. I wanted to wash his sweatpants, along with my dress and under garments.

"Yes, it's in the room to your left as soon as you come down the stairs." He said out loud. I gathered the pieces of clothing and went downstairs to put them in the washing machine. When I was finished, I walked into the living room where Harry was sat writing in his journal. I sat down at the other side of the couch so that I was at his feet. His eyes were locked on the pages.

"Hey," he said, but didn't look up. "Want some tea or anything?"

"No thank you, i'm good." I said as I scrolled through my social medias on my phone.

I was still only dressed in his black t-shirt, and he had reverted to wearing only his grey sweatpants. The only sounds in the room were the wind, and the sound of the pen on paper.

"What're you writing?" I asked.

"Just doing a rough sketch of how full I plan the upper hall to look when we are all finished with it." He responded.

"Oh okay."

"Wanna see?" He looked up at me and I nodded. He scooted over so that I could sit beside him instead of across.

I was amazed at Harry's sketch. It was lovely. On the page was the upper hall that I know and love. It wasn't empty though, it had canvases drawn all over the walls. Everything was in black and white but somehow I was still seeing everything in color.

"Looks great" I said. "I can't wait until it's finished."

"Me too."

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Harry and I remained silent together for a bit as we sat beside each other on his couch. I was on my phone, and he was doing things in his journal.

"Is there a specific time you wanted me to um. Go?" I asked.

"No... Why? Did you want to go?" He asked.

"No. I was just asking. I didn't want to you know... Be here if you were having people over. Cause i'm dressed like this." I used my hands to show Harry that I was only wearing his T-shirt and was completely underdressed for any social interactions.

"I think you look cute in it. I bet anyone else would think that too." He smirked. He sat up and held my face before kissing me. Softly at first, but the passion built up as his tongue became more forceful.

"What're you wearing under this?" He asked as if he didn't already know the answer. He smirked at me some more as he slipped his hand underneath the shirt, his fingers grazing my thigh before reaching farther up.

He used two fingers and pushed them softly in and out of my entrance, curving them upwards inside, making my back arch and letting soft moans leave my lips. He took them out slowly before using two fingers to rub my clit, making my moans louder and my back arch farther.

"Harry," I said." Stop I can't take this-" Before I could even finish objecting, I let out another panted moan. It made him smile with arrogance, reminding him how good he actually is at this.

He took his hand out from underneath my shirt and put them in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks as he did so.

"Nothing." He winked at me before using the same hand to cup my breast while he kissed my mouth. "You are wearing nothing underneath my shirt." He said. I pulled back for a moment to speak.

"So I guess it's alright if I hang around fo-"

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It echoed through the halls so that we could hear it clearly. A voice came from outside as he was speaking into the intercom.

"Harry? It's Zayn. Let me in please it's cold!" The voice yelled.

Harry groaned. He rolled his eyes as he readjusted the waistband of his pants.

"Stay in the bathroom for a minute? He's here to work on the basement. I'll send him down there and we'll figure out what to do." He told me. As he turned around I gasped.

"What is it?" He questioned.

"Your back. It's all red, remember?" I told him.

"Oh, fuck. Just, go in the bathroom and lock the door. I'll answer the front door as soon as I get a shirt." He yelled as he ran up the stairs.

I nodded and ran quickly to the bathroom across the hall and locked the door as he instructed.

Not too long after, Harry's footsteps were heard coming down the stairs. I could hear him walking over to the foyer and welcoming the man in. They slowly approached the main hall where the bathroom I was hiding in was.

I placed my ear against the door to listen to what they were saying.

"Hey Zayn, sorry for the wait I was working on something on the computer and wanted to finish it up beforehand." Harry lied.

"No problem. Hey could I use the washroom quick?" The man said. I jolted as I heard his footsteps approach the door.

"Uh- No. Not this one. The bulb's blown." He lied again.

"Really? I can replace that while i'm here let me get a-" I heard his hand on the doorknob.

"No it's fine Zayn, really. There's a washroom downstairs as well." He said sternly. His voice grew of annoyance. I felt Zayn's hand slide from the doorknob followed by fading footsteps.

"Uh, okay." Zayn's voice was distant and a bit scared as he walked farther away from the door. I let out a relieved sigh. Harry was so good at lying and being mean. I was not.

"Come out, lass" Harry whispered. I unlocked the door to face him.

"Well what do I do now? I thought you had no plans today? I thought nobody was coming over?" I said angrily.

"I don't have plans, Alaska. I forgot he was coming over today to finish up things in the basement." He rolled his eyes.

"Then i'm going home. I don't want anyone except us to know what is happening between us. That was kind of a close call." I said.

"Mmm ok. Go home then. Just bring me with. Will you?" He crossed his arms.

"No, Harry. It's the first day of Holiday break. People I probably know are gonna be hanging around my suite. It's risky." I responded, mirroring him by crossing my arms as well.

"Everything is risky. Plus i'm your drive. The least you could do is to have me over." He said slyly as he pulled me closer to him, groping my ass as he did so.

"O-ok, fine." My voice was shaky as his hands grabbed harder.

"Good girl. Let's go."

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