That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Seventy-Nine

Chapter Seventy-Nine

* H a r r y *

The feeling of her getting on top of startled me, and opening my eyes to see her sitting right there made me gasp. Her eyes were innocently looking down my chest area, drip after drip her soaked hair did to my shirt, and what made me bite my lips was that she closed her eyes. Oh, the images in my head pictured her doing things that will make me harden any moment. Stop!

"Touch me." She begged.

Everything seemed to have frozen because coming from her innocent mouth is something completely untrue. Yet it was. That made shocked me even more before I touched her collar bone. It made me scared that she gave me permission. Or was it a test? I laughed loudly, making her look at me oddly. Or was she serious?

"You're joking right?" I said.

Her face was bewildered, and suddenly her cheeks became red. Her lips went inside her mouth and in no time she swung herself off of me. "What?" I sit up from her bed, as she rushes into the restroom. My hands meet my face, but I did nothing wrong. So, I force myself off my bed and went towards the restroom door. I knock a few times before I heard Darcy softly reply, "I'm so stupid."

"Baby, you're not." I lay my forehead onto the white door. "Open the door and I will tell you what you did wrong."

Gently, the door opens where Darcy was not crying but looked ashamed and somewhat scared. She honestly looked so fragile, and so broken. Did this really affect her?

"Now," we sat down in her queen sized bed. I felt like I was talking to a child. "You did nothing wrong Mary, I thought you set up some sort of test on me. You really wanted to touch me?" I felt a vibe that was hard to explain which made me shift uncomfortably. "Don't say your stupid. You are-"

"Harry, I don't why but when you touched my collar bone which in fact was ONLY my collar bone. I felt... hmm it was in a way that I couldn't really put my finger on. It felt really good."

"And how are you stupid?"

"The way I just told you to touch me. It was very bad in my part especially coming from a strict religious family. It is a sin." She confesses, fiddling with her fingers.

I didn't know what to say after, but grab her hands and plant small kisses onto her knuckles. My nose brushed upon her soft face, feeling her react by touching a handful of my curls. "If I do ever touch you..." I whispered, making her lean back onto the bed as I crawled on top of her. Her eyes remained on mine, looking up so innocently. As I lowered myself a little to the point where our foreheads connected, I lightly kissed her face so diligently as if it was the most feather like thing in the world. "My hand will first touch your sides," I whispered even lower, "rub circles, massage, apply pressure to it or maybe kiss it with my lips, perhaps wet kisses. Who knows? ...Then my hand will cup your precious breasts," (she gasped) but I kissed her, "I will measure them, grip them, feel them." Darcy bit her lips, turning red but it seemed like she liked what she was hearing. It made me less uneasy now, so I kept going. I lowered my body a little more, and she set her hands on my chest, gripping my shirt area from the center. "My hand will go through the line in between your breasts and snake down your stomach. I'll feel your hip bone, then I'll stop, I wait for your approval to touch you lower. You will nod, and my hand will spread your legs..." I chuckled lowly so I won't get her nervous anymore since she kept gulping.

Darcy bit her lips and shifted a little, and when I spoke my front area has harden a little. Seeing her under me made it bigger, and clear to see within my tight jeans. She was still silent obviously shy to speak.

"Mary." I said.

She looked at me.

"You've never seen one before haven't you?" I smirked, and she shook her head. "Look down."

She shook her head and closed her eyes. It made me smile a little because she is cute when she acts so innocent. It only makes me want her and wait. "It's okay, you don't have to see it. It's hidden beneath my jeans." Wow, are we really in this stage? She is becoming a slightly more comfortable. That is what I am intending to do, so she can become less scared about my body before we so anything in the near by future. I bite my lips, and that is when our love will grow even powerful.

"I love you." She says, taking me away from my thoughts.

"I love you too." I smile when her eyes open up again. "More than anything. Can I sleep with you?"

"Don't leave." She wrapped her hands around my neck. "Wait.. Is it still hard?" I laughed a little harder than what I intended from what she meant, earning a cute glare from her. I looked down and checked but it was still slightly there.

"It's gone." I lied so she won't freak out. "Come here."

In that night, it was the first time we slept so closely together. Usually it's apart but, I really liked the close contact of her body and mine. I can never imagine anyone else. At least I hope I don't.

The next day, I had to work again. I said my usual goodbye to Darcy, and headed to the register. Lenina was only there without the other girl I have no idea who she is.

"Hi, Harry!" She chirped so happily. "Wake up well?"

"Yeah." I simply answered and put my purple apron on the read That Tea Shoppe in fancy ass letters in cursive with a hot tea cup on the end. "I really don't want to be here but I have too."

"Don't be a sad puppy." She touched my shoulder, and I send her a look to make her touch vanish away my body. Lenina quickly got the memo, awkwardly taking her hand away. "I'm just being friendly." She throws her hand in surrender.

"I barely know you. How do you you dare identify who I am." I scold, making her smile fade away a little.

"Who are you?"

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Sorry it's slightly short!!!! WAAAHHH I had to do lots of homework yesterday. ;( I LOVE YOU ALL AND I HOPE U GUYS CATCH MY HINTS.