This is really happening | Haylor

Spending the night

With surprise I give out a slight moan as I press my soft lips against his. Both our lips are cold but as he kisses me the ball in my throat suddenly disappears and a sense of comfort and warmth rushes through my veins. It fills me with empowerment and drive. He presses me in to him until there's no more empty space between us. His fingers crawl up from my waist, up my beck, into my hair and I find myself losing control over him. His tongue sways roughly against mine and he makes it hard for me to catch my breath. I missed the way he kissed me, so rough and so needy. He kisses me harder as his right hand falls from my hair and clutches my waist, pushing it into his even further. This is wrong but it feels so right. We kiss as if no one was watching; as if there was no tomorrow and we had to make these last few minutes count. Every time I try to back away to catch my breath, he groans and push his body even closer to mine. I find an excuse to play with his hair, to touch his cheeks and to hold him without ever wanting to let go. I forget the silly things he said to me a few minutes ago and fall deeply into his possessive charm instead.

''Get a room!'' someone shouted as they passed by us.

I gasp for air as a giggle escaped my lips.

''Do you want to go to my room?'' he asked breathless.

I stare at him still processing what he has just asked me. I'm nervous and confused. I don't know what to say.

''Okay.'' I blurted out in a whisper.

His face lights up and he bites his lower lip.

''Come on.'' he said pulling me with him. He grabs my hand and starts walking slightly ahead of me. As we walk we are approached by a crowd, he leads me through it and continues to walk until we reach the house. As we do I start feeling nervous again, I don't know what he expects me to do. We're alone in this big house away from everything I know and this was so the worst day for me to wear a dress. I slowly start regretting my decisions. As we enter the room he lets go of my hand and locks the door behind him. I start feeling even more anxious. I like him but I'm scared as I'm not ready for anything that may come my way.

''Maybe we shouldn't have come here.'' I blurted out nearly shaking with nervousness.

''Oh. Why not?'' he asked furrowing his eyebrows.

''I'm not ready for this.'' I replied looking down, scratching the back of my head.

''For what?'' he asked with a chuckle.

''Uhm you know, anything related to that stuff.'' I mumbled.

''What stuff?'' he asked continuing to chuckle.

''Sex stuff you idiot.'' I blurted out.

He chuckles yet again and I let out a giggle.

''We don't have to.'' he replied shuffling from one foot to the other.

''Oh.'' I gasped.

I stood there slightly nodding making things awkward.

''Come here.'' He demanded softly.

I walk up to him and he grabs my waist and pulls me into his arms. He grabs my cheek and puts his lips on mine and we fall into a deep kiss again. Minutes seem to flee like seconds as we fall on the sofa. This is probably the reason my mum didn't want me to come here in the first place. This is probably the reason she doesn't like Harry, because he makes me weak and he makes me do things I wouldn't do with anybody else. Things I badly want to do. Harry pulls away from the kiss and starts kissing my neck.

''Don't leave a mark.''

''I know.'' He replied pressing me down.

He starts kissing my lips again and I pull at his shirt. I keep trying to pull it up but he keeps pushing my hand away until he breaks into a chuckle.

''I thought you said no stuff.'' He said chuckling.

I giggle.

''I'm sorry I didn't think this counted.'' I reply smiling.

He sits up and takes his shirt off. I bite my lip. After Josh this seems like a gift from the heavens. Finally they have heard my prayers.

''Thanks.'' I reply smiling. I feel my cheeks turning red.

He kisses me again but this time it's even better. His skin is soft and I wish I could feel it on mine.

''Can I take of my dress?'' I blurted out, not thinking.

''Really?'' He asks with surprise.

''Yeah, just that.''

''Are you sure?'' He insisted.

''I'm sure.'' I lie.

I'm not really sure but I need to push myself forward. This might be the only time I get to do this so I'm not going to lose my chance. He slowly unzips my dress, his hands shaking. I stand up from the sofa and slowly pull it off as he watches me. I stand there in just my bra and undies, thinking to myself, what the hell have I done?

His eyes seem to search through every inch of me. I look away feeling self-conscious and exposed. He stands up from the sofa and gently grabs at my waist as he pulls me into his embrace. He plants soft kisses on my lips, my neck and my chest. As we kiss I can sense his hands wanting to wander off places but he clearly knows I'm not ready. We lay on the sofa again and kiss for what feels like hours and when we both felt run down we lay next to each other, my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me. I knew that I needed to leave at some point before Selena starts thinking something bad has happened but I didn't, I lay there with him without saying a word to each other until we both passed out.

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