Breathe

69

The alarm on my phone awakens me in the most annoying way. I hear Harry groan and turn over. This is it, I think to myself. Today's the day that mine and Harry's relationship will be tested.

I feel a warm kiss on my left shoulder and then a pair of hands pull at my waist.

"Don't go" He whispers in my ear, I smile and then slowly it fades into a frown.

"I don't want to go" I say, tears threatening to fall. I quickly swallow them down, crying would only make this situation worse.

The sunlight peeks its way through the blinds and I see Harry run his hand through his hair. I sit up and swing my legs over the bed. I hear Harry stand and walk into the bathroom, the door shuts, and the shower starts. I surrender myself to the tears. I breathe deeply trying to steady myself.

Okay Nina get it together, I move about the room, collecting my clothes and placing back into the brown suitcase I came here with. I bring my hand up to my H necklace, the first thing he ever bought me and the only thing I've never took off. We can do this right? I mean some couples stay together and they live millions of miles away from each other. The thought brings me comfort.

I slip my favorite pair of lace panties on, they feel nice against my skin, and with surprise I find the matching bra. I hear the door behind me open, I turn to see Harry, water lines all over his chest, running down to his v lines. He tucks in the towel around his waist. I skim my eyes along him greedily and he does the same to me - oh right, I'm in lace underwear.

"Come here" He speaks, his voice husky. My insides turn. I walk towards him, briskly he grabs my waist pulling me into him. I gasp and his mouth attacks mine, I run my hands through his wet hair, grabbing fistfuls of it. He groans and I pull his towel down from his hips.

"We don't have much time" Harry breathes in between kissing my neck

"We'll be quick" I pull my underwear down to my ankles, he props me up on the bathroom sink. He aligns his length with my center and slowly he pushes in, I moan out louder than expected and his eyes widen, he attaches his mouth to my breasts and starts moving in and out.

"Yes Nina fuck" He says raspy, thrusting into me as fast as he can. My nails dig into his back,

A knock interrupts us "Harold, Nina, we need to leave in 5 minutes" Louis, of fucking course it's him.

"We're" Harry pauses and gives me the most mischievous looking face

"Coming" I hold in my laughter.

"You two are disgusting" Louis makes a fake puking noise

"Go away! Or we'll take longer" Harry threatens, when we think its safe he continues, pulling out of me and the slowly sinking into me again.

"You. Are. Mine" He breathes against my skin, I throw my head back and moan his name.

"All yours" I assure him

"Fuck" He moves into me harder and I find my body moving with him, he wraps his arms around my waist and places his hands on the middle of my back.

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"I'm glad you two are finished" Louis expresses as we enter the living room, I see everyone patiently waiting and I can feel my cheeks going beet red. Harry's hand attaches to my hip as a laugh roars through him.

"Seriously you guys are like rabbits" Tia say between giggles

"I know you guys are going to be apart and all but really? Two times in the span of six hours?" Zayn jokes, I go redder and redder by the second. Harry picks up my suitcase, I'm tempted to stop him, say that I want to come on tour and cancel my plans with Wyatt... Unfortunate, this is not an option.