Chapter 36

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Harry stops opening the cabines and stands still, his back against the door. His hair is losing all its volume as the air grows heavier by the second. But he looks so good, always so damn sexy and he knows it. He's using it against me.

I knew there weren't any towels in this cubicle of a bathroom. But I let him in. How couldn't I? I can't fight this, this connection I feel everytime I'm around him, like a magnet or some strange power above me.

And I get why coming here with him came as a shock to Sophia or will come as a surprise for many when we come back. It would surprise me if someone told me too. Harry, the guy everyone hates, everyone despises and mostly, everyone doesn't give a damn about, has a heart, somewhere deep down there and I know I am about to find it, sooner or later.

Harry makes his way to me, standing right at the other side of the curtain. And I'm perfectly aware that it gives him a clear view of my body. I don't care. Maybe before, before leaving my home, my mom, Sean, even when I was way younger to think about it. Yes, I was very self concious about my body, as if it was meant to be 'better' for the appreciation of others. I was always the girl at school gym that would be the last to leave or the one who would rush before anyone could come in and saw her change her clothes. And Sophia was always so confidence and so sure of herself that I couldn't help it. I had curves, I still do, but it was the scars of that fire that would kill all my cofidence. They were always there, right on my back, as a reminder of a night I will never be able to forget.

But I've grown. And I've changed. I'm now realizing that I'm much more confortable in my own skin. And part has to do with Harry, and his way of devoring me with his eyes, even when he thinks I'm not noticing. And now, I couldn't care less about these scars.

"Melissa." He says when opening up the curtain, taking me in his eyes, in a way I've never seen before. "If you know what is good for you, you would run now."

"I do know what's good." And I crush my lips on his, soaking his face and his body with water, in a rush I can only describe as one thing: desire. I desire him, all of him, and I cannot tell for the life of God how can this be possible. How could I be so atracted by someone so quickly? So intensively?

I want him, and I can tell he wants the same. He backs me up against the wall which in a normal situation should feel iced-cold against my back, but not now. I'm burning on his arms and I can't feel nothing but fire around me. His lips are soft but eager, gentle but rough, and I'm his right now. His hands are quick on my breasts, carasing each one, pinching at the end of each nipple, enough to make me moan on his mouth.

"You're so fucking sexy, I'll lose myself in you." He whispers betweem our mouths, his teeth grasping my bottom lip. I reach for his jeans to unzip them but he stops me and says. "Later. Now you, and only you."

I'm shaking from the cold, or maybe from the heat of the moment. I can't tell. Harry turns the water on and I immediately relax. His clothes are soon dripping but he doesn't seem to care. His eyes are focused on me.

His mouth travels quicky through my body making stops in  crucial points. When his teeth suck at my nipple for more than my body can handle, my body is a shaking mess, electricity spreading like fire on wood. His hand plays me and I'm almost there, even without having him inside me.

"You fucking want me so much, you're soaking wet for me." His hands find my lower part and slidding on finger inside, another plays with my clit. His mouth shifts from my mine to my neck and in a swift movement he holds up both my hands with his free one. I'm powerless, I have no control over this situation. I'm all his, and he can do whatever the hell we wants with me.

I don't care how wrong or dangerous this might be, I want this now and forever. Forever? I shake off the thoughts that surface and I'm coming as we speak.

"Look at me, Melissa. I want you to look at me." I struggle to keep my eyes open. Harry's hair is a wet mess, dripping heavy water drops on my breasts. And his eyes, his eyes are lust, burning me with their stare.

"No one will ever make you feel this way, you do realize that?" I gulp down whatever was in my throath. "No one will ever make you come the way I do, nor will ever know your body the way I do." And with that I come undone, shaking uncontrollably against his hand, moaning and panting, trembling against the cold wall. Fire and ice, sun and rain altogether in this tiny space, making me feel a rollercoaster of emotions.

And I finally admit it to myself: this is once in a lifetime. I'm bonded to him, it is as simple as that. He knows my body in ways I don't even know it myself and I know him better than anyone else. He still thinks I won't be able to decipher him, but he couldn't be further from the truth.

I will . I am.

We stand still on the same spot, me trembling on his arms and him looking me straight in the eyes, his piercing green eyes soft and caring. I break the eye contact when it's far too long.

"Hey, look at me." His hand caresses my chin and I look for his eyes once more. "Those brown eyes."

"They're boring."

"They're beautiful." He kisses the top of my head. "I"ve just realized they are my favorite colour."

"I wish they were blue."

He gives a small laugh. "They would still be my favorite colour."

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A/N:

I wished I could be more regular for you and promisse you a chapter every week. I really wished I was more active on this plataform but it has been proven to be impossible right now. It really hurts me that I commited to something at first with so much enthusiasm but now I am failing you in all levels.

I love Fate with all my heart and I have many ideas for the future, but when it comes to put it down in words, they seem to hide inside and only want to be played in my head. What I am trying to say is this story is far from over, Melissa and Harry will have so much more in their paths to come. And I still hope, even if I continue to fail you guys, that you will stick with me, to see this characters evolve, to see them love and hurt, fall and rise.

This chapter was written a while ago. Finally had the courage to published it.

Hope you liked it, and hope you're still with me.

Thank you.

Love,

Laura xx

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