Cohabitation

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"Are you sure that they have everything?" I speak to Casey on the phone. She's overseeing that all of Chelsea's things have made the plane ride.

"Okay,  thank you." I smile at the receiver. "You have a nice rest of the day."

She's still asleep. She's been dealing with jetlag for the past few days. It's ten in the morning here, meaning that it's four a.m. in Atlanta.

As bad as I want to wake her and tell her that her stuff is on it's way, I don't want to deal with cranky, jetlagged, hungry, having to move and rearrange the apartment Chelsea.

I wait the next two hours for her to wake up. The movers have come and gone and the living room is filled with boxes.

She walks into the room yawning and rubbing her eyes. Her hair messy from tossing around in our bed.

Our bed.

I smile at the reminder of our new living situation.

She sits next to me and cuddles into my side. She glances slowly around the room and sighs.

Suddenly she springs to her feet and grabs the first box she sees. She struggles with the tape and pulls it off when she gets it.

Where did that gust of energy come from?

The box is filled with shoes.

She begins to drag it into the spare bedroom to put them into the closet there. I get up to help her.

I'm glad we've already discussed what space is hers and what changes would have to be made. Until we can get someone to organize the closet she'll be using the guess room furniture and this weekend we'll try to find somewhere to put her books and cds. Right now they'll have to stay in their boxes.

Six hours later we're finally finished finding places for her and reorganizing.

"That's the last box." She smiles at me and throws the empty box by the door.

She's in yoga pants and one of my t-shirts, something she's started to do since she's been here. I don't mind...at..all.

*Chelsea's POV*

I move all of my hair into a ponytail. Something I should have done a long time ago. Harry is perched onto a stool at the bar in the kitchen. Niam will probably be here in a while. Niall lives a few floors down from us and  Liam lives a few buildings away from us.

I smile to myself and walk over to Harry, standing between his legs. His hands wrap around my waist and I kiss his chin.

"This is all us. You officially live here. Do you think we have enough time to break the bed in as a live in couple? Or the couch? Or this counter?" He asks but i can't do anything but laugh. I'm actually too tired but the idea is so appealing.

"Hmm" and just as I'm about to speak there's a knock on the door. "Nope." I smile.

It's Liam. How did Liam beat Niall here?

Half an hour later Niall arrives and three hours later they finally leave. I'm re-energized and the suggestions Harry made are looking more appealing.

"So, what about breaking that bed in again?" I try to sound seductive but I always sound like an idiot to myself. He heads my way from closing the door behind the boys.

"That sounded to much better three and a half hours ago." Harry laughs. He stands between my legs as I sit on the counter. He yawns loudly and rests his head on my shoulder.

"Are you tired?" I say into his hair and play with it with my fingers.

He nods his head yes. I can't blame him. It's noon to my body. Its past ten here and we've been unpacking boxes and making space all day.

"Are you ready for bed?"

He nods again.

"Okay." I pat his shoulder so that he knows that I want to get down. "We'll go to bed."

Instead of moving he turns around and pats his own back. I easily climb on and he carries me to the bed. He doesn't put me down at the bed he just climbs in. He turns so that he's holding me against his chest.

He momentarily forgets to get rid of his close so he pulls away to take his shirt off and then slips out of his pants and boxers. In the beginning it surprised, scared and excited me to sleep with a naked Harry. I smile at the memory.

"Sorry, baby." He apologizes and pulls me against him.

"It's okay." I fall instantly because of jetlag.

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*Harry's POV*

I wake to nuzzling at my neck. I keep my eyes closed and kiss the top of her head. She nuzzles my neck again and I get really ticklish for a moment.

"Are you up?" She whispers.

"I wasn't until some women woke me." I open one eye to look at her. My lame attempt of a joke gets me at least a smile from her.

"Sorry." she whispers again.

"Why are you whispering?" I ask and chuckle at her.

"Because it's early." she says in a normal tone.

"We're here alone." I kiss the top of her head again. "We can be as loud as we want." She tilts her head up just in time for me to kiss her lips.

It starts soft but I think the idea of being alone and being as loud as we want fuels the fire. Also, morning wood and me being naked.

I roll on top of her and break our kiss to pull my shirt over her head. I toss it somewhere. She takes off her bra and I also toss that. I realize she's only wearing her panties. When did she take her pants off?

Does it really matter?

I dip into her neck and lightly suck the skin there. Her hand tightly holds my neck, keeping me where she wants me.

Her legs wrap around my waist and pushes me closer to her. I feel the heat and grind into her. Rubbing myself against her she rolls her head back.

I support myself on my hands and enter smoothly. She fits perfectly around me.

The feeling is heightened from my emotions of finally having her here. Here with me and me not having to countdown the days until I'm gone again or her having to go home again. Home for her - for us - is here now.

I flip onto my back and allow myself to take in all of her. I can't believe that months ago this wasn't possible, because she wasn't with me. I'm so glad that that part of our lives apart are over. I don't want to be without her. Not Ever.

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