We're Not Who We Used To Be / H.S.

Chapter 20*

| Contains sexual content | also a v long chapter

Harry's hand was on Millie's thigh as she scrolled through her twitter notifications. A plethora of tweets invaded her mentions, she was being tagged in photos of her and Harry, kissing when they were in the pool, holding hands while out on a date and a lovely photo Millie adored of her nuzzling into his luscious curls with a little bowl of ice cream in her hand. Millie showed the picture to Harry to which he squeezed her thigh tighter and gave her a small smile.
"I like that."

"They're calling us 'Hillie' but some are saying 'Marry,'" she looked at him and winked, "I like the Marry one, wouldn't you agree?"

"Marry is better," he leaned towards her and kissed her lips, keeping them there for a second before Millie pulled away and gave him a sweet kiss on the jaw that left the residue of her lip gloss. While Harry wiped his lips, ridding of the gloss he watched her scroll through a few tweets shamming Millie.

She stopped momentarily on them, her hair wasn't behind her ears, it hung past her face, clouding Harry away to see the pain in her eyes when she saw the photo of her shirtless wearing those fucking angel wings and the caption said,
this is seriously harry's new girlfriend? here he goes AGAIN will the bad girlfriends

"Millie-"

"I'm fine," she said in a low tone, quickly flicking past it and looking at other, nicer tweets from the supportive fans.

"Mills, baby," he put his other hand out and ran a hand through her hair, "my sweetheart, don't worry about them." She only shrugged.

"I was prepared for this anyway. Can't stay away from all the bullshit, you know?" She rubbed her nose and he watched her like most of the nice tweets, the ones that tagged her saying they loved her and thought she and Harry were just too cute. She got crude ones too.

What's it like having Harry's dick inside you?

im jealous that @millsmoore get's to feel up harry and i don't

legit i'd have a threesome with harry and millie @millsmoore @harry_styles what do you say?

"It's a bit...like sexual harassment...don't you think?" Harry laughed, Millie eyed his phone, seeing his mum had just texted him. He looked at it momentarily but pushed the power button, screen going black. His attention back on her.

"Aren't you gonna text her back? That's your mum, y'know," she partially teased to which Harry smiled and shrugged.

"She'll be okay. I'm spending time with my girl right now," that made her heart flutter and she almost just spilled an I love you to him right there. But she shrugged it off and went back to the "sexual harassment."

"Oh yeah. I've had guys sliding into my DMs telling me my tits look nice and that my pussy probably tastes like gold."

"Well too bad someone already has the privilege to know what you taste like," she slapped him almost immediately.

"Oi, watch your mouth. Your lips are too sweet to be saying such sour things...but it does turn me on," she giggled with a bite of her bottom lip.

It wasn't until a few moments later did Millie's smile drop and she remembered why Harry was here, hand on her thigh and socked foot rubbing against hers as he rested his head atop hers.

Susan's birthday. Dinner with the parents. Harry meeting her parents. Not good. Harry noticed this and squeezed her closer to him, her heart calming a bit when he nuzzled his nose into her hair and kissed her cheek gently.
"It'll go smoothly, baby."