That Co-Worker [Harry Styles]

Chapter Eighty-One

Chapter Eighty-One

* D a r c y *

I backed my mind up just a bit, and realized my stupid thoughts once again. Laughing a little, I pushed him aside. He laughed with me, and scoot away leaving me a small space. "Just kidding." He playfully chuckled again before he scooted closer to the wall next to my bed.

"You should be nice to people." I turned to him. "Especially to your customers."

"Maryyyyyy." He whined. "Enough of me, how was your first day?"

I told Harry about my first day, placing pepperoni's on top of the pizza. As of right now, seeing all those pizza's weren't my biggest forte. I also mentioned that I wouldn't want some pizza for a while. He laughed and played with my hair while I talked some more. The thing is, I didn't mention Lance because I know he'd get slightly pissed and more stressed about me. I wouldn't want him thinking the wrong idea of what I do in work. It will only effect out healthy relationship, and seeing him like this; smiling and without worry in his mind made me comfortable that he won't do anything idiotic. Yet, it isn't bad that I leave out detail about friends I have. The only importance is that Harry is happy, and I wouldn't want him in pain like eight years ago without Melanie.

"Sounds a like fantastic-ER day than mine. I left work early because fucking Lenina was being bossy." He confessed, and I nodded my head to listen more. "She said 'who are you?' in a way you did in the past. I told her to stay away because I don't want anyone interpreting my feelings but you. Or my mum." I bit my lips, she really did say 'Who are you?' to Harry like I did? I bit my lips harder because I got a little jealous that she attempted such big step to Harry's life. I held him closer and snuggled underneath his chin.

"She was maybe being nice." I shrugged, trying to illuminate my jealousy. "You were just being murky again."

Harry chuckled, feeling his chest vibrate next to me. "Murky? I haven't been 'murky' ever since I met you. Plus, I was only being rude." He said next to my ear, clearly and accurately. It does sound like him. I smiled and looked up at him, and saw his pale usual glowing face. He was so beautiful, at twenty-four, and very attractive. My lips met his, pulling away quickly after.

"I love your lips." He whispered, bringing his finger to my lips. Slowly making want to coil up by his touch, I accidentally lick my lips, and licked a small part of the tip of his index finger. He gasped, and I did too.

"Sorry." I sat up, biting my finger nails. "Clumsy me."

"It's fine." He gulped. "It was just one small lick. Who cares, we kiss all the time ...Saliva, big deal." He tried to make my embarrassment ease. "We exchange it all the time." He soothed next to my ear, chilling the back of my neck, and touched my ear shyly.

Since I was sitting up, facing the opposite, I felt him also sit up. His hands wrapped around my chest area and felt his chest on my upper back. My hands grabbed his forearm that strongly wrapped around me, soothing it up and down. His chin rested upon my shoulder while he hugged me from the back. If this is how much he can hold on, our love right now is very strong.

Morning greeted us by his alarm this time. He groaned out of frustration, and threw a small decorative pillow across the other side, then sat up.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuck." He exaggerated. "Lenina made me open the tea shop."

I took a deep breath, while stretching my arms almost hitting Harry. He was watching me but I continued stretching my lower body, and smiled at him. "Morning." I breathed in again. "Just work," I turned to him. "In the name of the father the son and the-"

"holy spirit, Amen." He finished, kissing my knuckle. "Thanks. But I still have to open, AND you are a morning person. I hate you."

A laugh of disbelief enlightened my room, getting off before Harry. "I hate you too." I giggle before heading inside the restroom. Then noticed that Harry pushed me out of the way, and it was so quick that I saw him run inside.

"Sorry baby, I really need to go." His voice echoed in the bathroom. I heard the water noise when he was in there, chuckling a little more.

After a little while, he headed out in a rush with a wave but no kiss. He was whining that he prefers a clean mouth before he kisses me, and so he went. I got ready for class and went on doing my daily make-up routine.

When I arrived class, the professor wasn't inside yet, and I waited patiently. Libby ran inside, giving a look of -are-you-serious- when she didn't see the professor in the front. She walked over to sit next to me as always, and greeted me with a bit grin.

"So did you like the first day?" She asked. "You are a hard worker."

"I liked it." I half lied but she sensed it and laughed. "How is Harry? Still being a little rebel?"

"Harry is Harry. But yesterday he slept inside my dorm." I bit my lips while remembering, "and there was an awkward moment."

"What?" She said in a confused tone. "An awkward moment? How can that be?"

"I accidentally licked his index finger." I whispered because it was slightly embarrassing. Then Libby laughed out loud, making clamp her mouth.

"Wait, he hasn't touched you?" She asked, making me uncomfortable, "are you serious?" her smile faded.

"That isn't a bad thing." I whispered.

"Of course not." She rubbed my shoulders.

After that, she told me when he would want to involve touching in the relationship and how it will escalate to more. Giving her personal experiences, I covered my ears to what she revealed about to how her and Lance create a battle underneath their sheets. It is shocking that Lance even did those sorts of heated intimate things. She described the intensity, to the end of how she feels. It was so awkward but, I actually half listened. I turned to her finally, while she looked happy with no embarrassment.

"I am so scared, Libby." I told her, "he has told me to see his bulge but I was too scared." I admit.

"Remember, he is YOUR boyfriend. You can do whatever you want. I mean, you can look at him. I know you are religious but, looking at him isn't a crime." She encourages.

"That's also a thing, looking at him bare." I whisper. "I don't think I can."

"Try it. Just try it." She smiled, and have me a little urge of what can happen. What could happen?

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THERE YOU GO.

Ooh Darcy!