Back For You

Moments

*this chappie contains sexual scenery if you don't like, DO NOT READ.*

So far our relationship has been rainbows and unicorns. Our honeymoon took place at Harry's grandfathers cabin for a month. Through this time period we swam, played futbol, and talked. We have always done alot if talking, so we can stay close. But one day it was all so different for some bizarre reason. We watched movies! All day while being wrapped into eachother. At last we watched "This Is Us" and I even got my own narrative version. For some stupid reason Taylor came into my head and my suspicion grew.

"Why didn't you want Taylor in the movie?" He grimaced.

"She wasn't worth it, she stabbed me in the back and blinded me, while almost ending my career and my relationships with the people I love. plus she obviously didn't care considering how many time she supposedly "humiliated" me, and now look! I have the most beautiful wife and she, yeah ok maybe she has a family but she probably is completely faking who she really is just to make him happy." he caught his breath and I sat there staring at him in shock. I didn't know he actually didn't like her anymore.

"You still care about her though... right?"

"C'mon now, I'm not that cold, if course I do, but, it's as if she's a-excuse my example- but she's like a dead animal on the side if the road. I feel so so sorry for her and want to do whatever I can to get her off the road, but theirs really nothing else I can do. once I leave Its not like I'm going to visit the rotting corpse!" The tone in his voice wasnt angry, or glad, it didn't really have any emotion to it.

He played the rest of the movie with no further discussion about her. I'm not sure how it happened but after the movie we started kissing- heavily. His hand slowly moved up the T-shirt of his that i was wearing and cupped my boob. I winced, he hasn't done that before but I'm not going to complain. His other hand was digging into my waist, and mine were in his hair. His tongue once again took its territory in my mouth, and wasn't leaving anytime soon either. I managed to get ontop of him without breaking our kiss and he unhooked my bra. Soon his lips passed my jaw and traveled down to my neck. My grip on his hair tightened when he bites and a small moan escapes my mouth. I could feel his smile and pulled his head up to meet mine. He was so covered with clothing, I decided to take it off.

"I want to make a midnight memory." He said with lust and took my shirt off, now we were halfway naked. All I could think of was how sexy, and hungry he looked as he stared at me while I took my underwear of. His very big friend was rising and I got butterflies knowing that I was the reason. He too took his pants and boxers off. I crawled to the head of the bed quite quickly and he followed so when I stopped he went inside me. He held my hands above my head, our fingers caught in one another. Our breathing got heavy but at this moment I didn't care.

"You want me to rub you?" His voice was raspy, all I could do as a reply is moan. My back arched as soon as he started and I wanted him so much more. My lips aggressively attacked his, he always had a way with kissing me like that. When he touched me I got butterflies and right now I could've exploded and there would be thousands of them escaping my hungry body. Of course I was having the time of my life who wouldn't be, but he's always pleasuring me. Why can't I pleasure him the same way? Although he knows I'm not comfortable with blow jobs, maybe just one? Not now though, that would be awkward. He did something which resulted into me screaming in pleasure.

"Harry" I moan loudly. There's a smile on his face as I release but he doesn't stop. I need to recover, but when I try speaking he crashes his lips to mine. My nails digged into his back as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his small torso and held onto him. His lips on my neck felt so warm, and soft, comforting even!

"Harry... i.... oh god!" The pleasure he was giving felt so good, I couldn't get the right words out to tell him to stop. His back bent and he kissed down to my nipple. The touch if his tongue sent goosebumps down my spine. I think I pulled his hair to hard when he nibbled because he came back up and let out a loud moan. He knows I go crazy when he moans like that. We were now laying back down, but my legs were still wrapped around him. A tear dropped and he stopped.

"Are.... you.. ok?" his voice was raw and cracked as he tried to catch his breath. I but my lip, something about him ontop of me sweaty, lustful and his voice raspy, made me crave his touch again. I brought his head down and kissed him. He was in girly push-up position when he started going again. Our moans filled the room and thank god we had our own private place. His speeds always caught me off guard but I loved when he changed. He'd make this 'ugh' sound and squeeze my hip. He also loved when I would scream his name, wherever he was kissing he would get a big smile. I loved it when he would moan or scream my name, there was something in his voice that was so delicate but dangerous. Sure enough I was sitting in frozen peas the next day.

"I'm sorry" he said as he bit my neck and grabbed my waist pulling me into him.

"It's fine, s'not like I didn't enjoy every minute of it. even though it was two and a half hours." I turned the chair around so his legs were in between mine and bit his lip.

"Don't do that unless you want to be hurting again." He made the worst wink attempt ever, but he got me to laugh.

"Is that a threat? or a promise?" My eyes were staring directly into his, my voice seductive, and my hands grasping the hem to his pants.

"Both." He smiled. Later I got into the shower only to be getting out to disappointment. That was our third time having sex since we've been together. The fact that we started dating when he was 20 and is now 24, I say that's pretty damn good. He was on the phone when I got out of the shower.

"It's our!... well then why are you doing this?.... you can't be serious?!.... understand but-" Whoever was on the phone hung up and Harry got pissed, then decided to throw his phone.

"Dammit!" I jumped at the loudness of his voice.

"What's wrong?"

"We have to cut the honey moon short, apparently we have a tour."

"But no one said anything before" My confusion must have shown on my face because he walked over and gently grabbed my arms.

"They must have scheduled it when we left." well that just great, how awesome!

"When are you leaving?"

"No, no, no, it's us you are touring with us." I guess that was better than being away from him again. It didn't take to long to pack, I usually put my stuff back into the suitcase. Instead of going to London we had to go to Doncaster.

A/N

How was it huuuh? did you like it? well I would know if you commentXD

Sorry I haven't been updating as much but alot of shizz is going on so I'm sorry.

Make sure you keep an eye out because next chappie is going to be quite the scene!!