Say Something || Punk H.S. AU

XXXIX.

Amber's POV

"Amber, I don't know what to do anymore." Harry states, his lean body hovering over mine as his hands run themselves over my body.

"Do what you want." I whisper, wanting this as much as he does. If not more.

"No, I mean about us.." His long, slender finger wrapping itself around my hair, twirling the blonde locks.

"I know we said to just let it go but I cant. I want to be with you. I want to wake up to your beautiful face every morning. I want to be able to touch you and kiss you when I want to." He goes on and on, rambling.

"I just want you to be mine." He breathes out.

"And only mine." His forest green eyes stare down at me and I think I've lost my voice.

"But I want to do this right." His body rolls off of me and to the side and I cant help but find a disappointed frown on my face.

"No, don't pout." Harry's large thumb glides across my face. "I want to - believe me God, I really want to."

"I just want to date you before being in a relationship and fucking you senseless." He says and I slap my hand across his bare chest as he chuckles.

"Asshole." I whisper, trying not to laugh. I roll over on my stomach, glancing at the window behind him, the sun beginning to rise.

"I mean it. You're mine." His voice sharp as icicles. The lowness of his tone sends shivers down my back and I somewhat find a sense of safety.

As I stare out at the yellow, pink, orange, and red rays; It hits me that Harry and I have been up all night talking about nothing important. Every time I would get sleepy he would pinch my ass which usually led to us play fighting.

"Go to sleep. We've got plans later today." His lips place two kisses on each of my eyelids as they slowly fluttered closed.

~*~

Harry's POV

"Get up!" Amber's high pitch voice yelps as she jumps up and down on the bed.

"C'mon get up!" She screams jumping on top of me until she flops down on my exhausted body.

"Bambi go away." I groan and she begins to basically hump my side as she continues to jump.

"No. Get up, its like one in the afternoon!" Se shouts way too loudly.

"You keep doing that and we will never leave this bed." I smirk and her jumpy movements abruptly stop.

"Oh. Sorry." She replies, her face deeply blushing.

"You are blushing" I tease her and she glances down to pick at her finger nails.

My fingers graze her face as I lean into her. I was hesitant at first, knowing what we wanted but unsure where it would lead us. Then brushing lightly, sensing a little dart of tongue and suddenly being sucked into a unholy vortex, clutching desperately.

My heart lurching up into my throat causing my breath to hitch. Our mouths begin to slow and I can finally taste her sweet nectar which seems to be made by angels. We pull away, staring into her eyes that are so warm and trusting and then the realization hit me.

A new love dawning. Wanting to hold her forever sharing short breaths as the electricity of the moment still buzzes through me. Trying to make this memory endless, I reach out, needing for her tough.

A faint dizziness reminds me that I need to breathe, painfully pulling my lips away. It can't last forever.

"I made breakfast." She pants, trying to breathe.

"Mhh hmm." I smile, my fingers grazing her angelic lips.

Her hand pulls me out of the bed and we walk into the kitchen where she has set out grapes and a number of nutella toast sandwich.

"I didn't know how much you wanted to eat. I know its your favorite." She smiles, twisting her finger in my hand's grasp.

"Its perfect. Thank you." I lean down to kiss her cheek and she blushes yet again.

After we have eaten, we pick out each other's clothes as she begs me to tell her our plans for the day in which I refuse.

"I like this shirt on you." She holds up a stripped polo and I frown in disgust.

"And I like this on you." 

"Harry!" She shrieks, ripping the pink pair of underwear, I had in my hand as I double over in laughter.

She kicks me in the leg and I wrap my arms around her, tossing her onto the bed. We play fight until she tickles me and I tap out.

"Fuck you." I spit, she always wins.

"Sore loser." She rolls her eyes, throwing a plain red sweater at my face.

"Whatever!" I mumble, throwing on the top and a pair of black jeans.

I had picked out a black hoodie for her and a pair of her leggings which I loved on her. I grab the car keys and drive to the location, clasping my hands over her eyes as we get out of the car.

"What the hell. Where are we?" She asked looking at the house in front of her.

"We are at my parents' home." I grab her hand, walking towards the door.

"What!? You said you had no family, that they had died." She harshly whispers.

"Nope." I smile, knowing she will hate me for lying.

I knock on the door and Amber cowards behind me.

"Don't be nervous. Its just my asshole of a mom and dad."

"Don't say that!" She slaps my arm.

My father answers the door before I can even respond and he looks at me as if I have over ten heads. I haven't seen him since the night I left.

"Son? Is that you?"

Lol I lied. I cant just end this story like that. There is no way that there is like 1 chapter left. How they gone have sex and they not even together or even tried a relationship. Silly fucking me.

At least should be a few more chapters and a epilogue. Then I can focus on my new story which is also a punk harry styles. Go check it out! .x

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This is like the longest I have ever went without updating so sorry for late update!

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