Part 108
Harry.
Beth's hands wrap around me and I slowly move on top of her, my lips still pressed lightly on hers in the hopes she doesn't want to stop. Her kisses are addicting and no one could ever match the way her lips fit on mine.
A loud clap of thunder rings through my ears but Beth only pulls me closer, our kiss becoming heated. Her hands run over my bare skin, touching me in a way to familiarize herself with my body. I allow her hands to feel every inch of my unclothed torso, the jogger clad legs and personal area the only parts of my body she hasn't touched. She can touch me all she wants though; she needs to remember me.
As I kiss her, I feel her hand trail down my arm and grabbing my hand. My first instinct is to wrap my fingers around her fingers, but she places my hand on her chest. She forces my hand to cup her breast but I pull my hand away, not wanting her to rush into anything. She needs her time, even though I am dying to be with her again; I am not going to rush her. She just needs to remember me or at least know what she wants before we do anything.
"Harry?" she whispers between kisses. I hum and move my lips on hers, caressing the smooth skin that allows her kisses to make my heart pound.
"Do you want me?" she asks, my lips stopping and I look down at her. Her eyes open and watch me in my clear misunderstanding. Of course I want her, but does she me sexually or all around want her?
"Do you want to touch me?" she whispers, my hands moving to her cheeks and cupping her head. My forearms place next to her shoulders, my fingers running through her hair.
"Beth, I don't want to. No," I tell her, her face dropping.
"No, no baby. It's not like that," I say, only now realizing I called her 'baby'.
Her eyes close and I kiss her eyelids, traveling my lips around her cheeks and nose.
"I don't want you to regret anything and I want you to know Beth. There is no pressure for you to do anything and I am fine with you wanting to try things. Just take your time and tell me when you're ready."
Her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls me down, my head hitting the pillow and wrapping my arms around her.
"You have no idea how much I care about you," she whispers, "I wanted to see what you would say."
I sigh and she kisses my cheek, her fingers lightly running through my hair. "Do you see how much I want you now?" I whisper.
"How much I care and want you to feel comfortable?" I continue, her head nodding and she moves her hands to my cheeks.
"I don't want you to leave me Harry," she says, her hands pulling my head up and letting my forehead lean on hers.
"I won't. I promise," I whisper, kissing the tip of her nose, not wanting to push my luck in kissing her.
"Now get some rest," I tell her, rolling off her and grabbing her hand. I lie on my back and wrap my arm around her, her head resting on my shoulder. She closes her eyes and I follow, sleeping with my love in my arms for the first time in three months.
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I've haven't been able to think straight since last night. When I left this morning, Beth grabbed my hand and pulled me back in to kiss me. Don't get me wrong; the only reason I can't think straight is because my girl is making me fall in love with her all over again, even though I am still in love with her. Her demeanor has changed since being together a few months ago, her defensive behavior is gone and now I have to protect her more than anything.
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FanfictionHarry Styles is broken, but his strength never ceases. He's been through hell the past three months and everything is going to change once he sees his brown-haired girl walking the campus. Beth Jones is confused and feels she isn't being told someth...