The Adventures of Harry and Me (H.S.)

Might As Well

Pulling the keys out of the ignition, I grab my bag from the front seat and make my way into Harry's Los Angeles home. Harry has been on tour for the last four months and is home for about two weeks before he jets off to finish the tour in Australia and Japan.

I have slept the last three days at Harry's, and I'm a bit tired of running back and forth to my house to grab my clothing and hygiene essentials.

Walking into the house I hear the shower running down the hall in the master bedroom. My feet pad down the tile floor, making my way towards the room. I rest the small bag on the bed, unzipping the zipper, grabbing out a few items that need to be housed in the bathroom.

I open the bathroom door; the steam surrounds my body in a wet warmth.

"Harry?" I say into the master bathroom.  "I'm back!" Opening the top drawer, I place my deodorant and face cleanser next to Harry's.

"I jus' jumped in! I'll be out in a minute unless you want to join me?" His voice is cheeky, and I can tell there is a  smirk on his face just because of how he said those words. It makes me smile.

"Wish ya would have said something earlier. I already showered." I poke my head around the walk-in shower and watch as he runs his hands through his hair. The water pours down his body, making my body shiver. He looks good. On second thought, he always looks amazing. "Would you mind throwing these over by yours?" I hold out my shampoo and conditioner towards Harry.

"Uh, sure." He looks slightly confused but takes them from my hands, setting them on the shelf next to his bottles.

"Thanks babe!" I say with a smile, panning his naked body one last time. "Have a nice shower!" I pull away, ready to unpack the few other things I've brought along.

"Sure yeh don' wanna join? Migh' be worth the wet hair..." Harry yells as I'm just about to close the bathroom door.

"Rain check?" Hoping he will take my offer for a shower together another day. 

"Alright! Rain check!" I can hear the water smacking the ground as he washes the soap off his body and out of his hair.

I make my way over to my bag, pulling out two bras and five thongs. Moving around Harry's folded boxer briefs I place them in his underwear drawer towards the back, hoping he won't mind. I place two pairs of jeans and three shirts I decide to leave on a shelf in Harry's closet. I feel like this is enough to keep me from running to my house for those everyday essentials.

I hear the shower shut off just as I am taking my bag into the closet, placing it next to Harry's designated spot for his duffel bags. Stepping on the back of my shoe, I slide my foot out. Repeating the action on the opposite side. I place them on the shelf, next to Harry's expansive and expensive shoe collection, and make my way out of the closet.

My eyes take in the gorgeous view of Harry's naked back. The muscles flex as he moves his arms to open a drawer, and I can feel a wetness pool between my thighs.

"How was the shower?" I ask, watching my boyfriend closely as he opens the underwear drawer I just placed my knickers in. 

"Relaxing." Harry says. "Yeh know love, if yeh gonna buy me some new pants, yeh might want to get some that will fit my balls." He chuckles as he flings a pink pair of lace knickers around his finger.

"Well they won't fit your balls because they are for me." I bite my lip as I make my way closer to Harry. "I hope it's okay I brought a few things over. Running to my house everyday is getting a bit old." I'm nervous, knowing there is a chance he might not be okay with me adding my things to his.