Chapter 22:
Warning there is some explicit content is this chapter. You were warned!
Taylor's POV
"Dinner was wonderful. Thank you for such a great day Harry," I say as we come up to the door of our hotel room.
"It was nice. I loved that we actually had the chance to really talk," He mentions.
"To bad we can't stay on vacation longer," I sigh.
"I know I feel like this is really opening up the center of our relationship," He replies.
"I feel like you made that promise to me and now I can let you in," I say.
He then unlocks the door and I walk in as he hold it open. He closes it gently and I begin to pull my hair out of my ponytail.
"I need a shower," I reply.
"Mind if I join you?" He asks, giving me a cheeky grin.
"I'd like that," I was surprised by my own response.
He raises his eyebrow and I begin to strip out of the dress that I was wearing. I then wait for him to strip down to just his boxers and then I make my way into the bathroom. He follows behind and shut the door as he comes in. I pull two towels out from under the sink and put them onto the towel rack. I then take my undergarments off and toss them to the side. Harry does the same as I turn on the hot water. It becomes hot very quick and I step in with caution. As soon as I am in place Harry steps in beside me.
His hair instantly becomes wet and dark and I can feel my short blonde hair become heavy with water. The water felt good on my back and I close my eyes. I can feel Harry press his body against mine and I open my eyes to see his face close to mine.
"I want you to know that everything I wrote in that letter was true and that it took me a lot to write it," He whispers.
"I do. I haven't seen letters since we were in highschool," I half laugh with this statement.
"That was how I got you to trust me last time," He replies.
He then nuzzles his face into my neck and my arms wrap around him, holding him close to me for a moment. After another few minutes he pulls away and pushes the wet hair out of his face. His lips then connect to mine as my hands intertwine around the nape of this neck. He pulls on my lip as I pull away. All I can hear in this moment was the running water and our breathing. He then places his lips to my neck and I moan lightly. His hands then make their way to my waist and I can feel his fingers dig into my side as I slip my tongue into his mouth.
The back of my body is pressed to the shower wall as the stream continues to hit both of us. Harry then lifts me off of my feet as our kissing becomes more passionate.
"Am I going to far?" He asks.
"No it's fine," I breathe. I can feel the arousal making its way through my body.
I then feel him press me further against the wall and my legs wrap around his waist. He then inserts himself into me and I immediately groan. We sloppily kiss as the water rains down on us. I can feel pleasure moving through my body as he continues to thrust in and out. I moan softly so that only the two of us could hear us. Harry was breathing heavily as we kept a rythm.
"Fuck," Harry whispers as his thrusts had begun to become sloppier.
I moan a little louder as I can feel myself release all over him. He continues to thrust until my high is gone and he has come.
"Babe," He says as he releases into me.
He slowly puts me down and I lean against the wall. His hands are pressed on either side of my head and he is breathing hard. He places a few more kisseds to my lips and then we begin to do what had intentionally came in here to do.
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There has always been voices in my mind. Ever since the first nightmare. I have always had people in my head telling me what is right and wrong and who is good or bad. But I have never really thought about it myself. I have always trusted my heart and not my mind. I have always been one of the people to jump into the unknown.
One of my biggest problems was always the drinking. I am glad that I was able to retire it. Glamorizing it and making it look romantic and poetic was complete bullshit. All alcohol has done for myself and Harry was caused fights and unnecessary damge. Harry and I would drink and become reckless to eachother, not just physically but emotionally. After taking advantage of eachother we would bring up past issues and blow them in eachother's faces. Alcohol would always be the devil's poision in my eyes.
"Are you ok?" Harry asks me after he shakes me awake.
"What time is it?" I ask him and then rub one of my eyes.
"It's only like six in the morning. I felt you shivering next to me so I thought it was another night terror," His tone in concerned.
"No I would be screaming,' I remind him.
"I was worried is all," He replies.
"Oh I must have been thinking. A lot of my dreams consist of my deep thoughts. I think that's unnatural," I explain.
"Atleast you can dream, or remember most of them. Even the scary ones. I never dream and I never have," He says.
"Oh yeah I remember you mentioned that once," I say more to myself and shake my head.
"My mind is silent in the night. Dead and empty. I am emotionless I guess," He replies and sits up against the headboard.
"What wold you say if I asked you to stop drinking?' I question.
"Why?' He asks.
"I think that's one of the strains on our relationships. You feel like you need to drown things out. I was the same way until I gave it up for good," I reason.
"I can..try," He sounded hesistant.
"You would?' I ask with a hopeful tone.
"Yeah I can get councilling or something," He suggests.
"I think whatever will help you. I don't want to change you Harry. I Love you but I think drinking is the last thing you need. I am concerned for you," My tone was serious.
"I love you and I am glad you care. Thank you and I can try to work on it," He says groggily.
But I could tell it might not be that easy.
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