Falling For Harry

Chapter Seven

I woke up before Harry and decided that I was going to make him breakfast. I wanted Harry to know that I cared about him, and that I would be there for him.

Around nine o'clock Harry woke. I was in the kitchen cooking when Harry placed his hands on my waist, and spun me around to face him. He placed a soft and gentle kiss to my lips. "Good morning beautiful. What's all this?" Harry spoke. "Oh, just a little breakfast. I thought you might like." He gave me a grin and hugged me.

He grabbed a plate and sat down at the couch. I joined him after brushing my hair and teeth. "So, your parents don't care if you stay with your boyfriend?" The truth was Harry didn't know they were gone for six days. "Actually, they went on a six day cruise, so they honestly don't know I'm here and they would kill me. But I'll make the sacrifice for you." I smiled looking up at him.

I stayed with Harry all day and when I was about to leave Harry asked me to stay again. "I don't know Harry. I want to spend time with you and everyth-" he cut me off. His strong muscles, pined me to his bedroom door. Soft and strong kisses were placed up my neck to my lips. Leaving wet kisses to my skin.

Harry picked me up, my legs wrapped

around him, with my hair falling to out faces, soft kisses were placed on my face. Harry let me down and before I could even stop him, he moved us to the bed.

Harry yanked his shirt off, while becoming on top of me. I pressed my warm and gentle hands on Harry's lower back and moved them up and down as we made out.

He tried to take my shirt off, but that's were I drew the line. I didn't want my parents to come home to a pregnant daughter. I would lose my trust with them. "Harry. Stop. I can't do this yet." I told Harry as he did what I had asked him. "I'm sorry baby. If you don't want to do something don't let me." I felt comforted by his use of words.

Harry's POV

Having a make out session with Hannah felt amazing. There was a spark between us that went together. It's like we were meant to be together.

"I'm staying." Hannah called out to me. "What? You are?" I said in an exciting way. "Yeah. I don't care if I get caught anymore. There just over protective ass holes!" I was shocked at the choice of words Hannah had used. "Oh-oka-" Hannah cut me off. She pleaded her soft lips to mine and moved us to the bed. Pushing me down as she took off the oversized t-shirt I had let her borrow. I was amazed that she did that. Just a second ago she wouldn't let me, now she doesn't even care. She sat down on my stomach and leaned forward to place soft wet kisses from my neck to my lips.

Hannah's POV

My hands moved down his chest as he took his shirt off. He had abs and a good looking body. We didn't get into anything like that. We just laid in his bed and kissed a little.

It was three thirty when I told Harry I was gonna hop in the shower. When I got out, I put on some booty shorts and a tank top. I walked into the living room to find the Harry wasn't there. I looked all in the apartment for him. He was no were to be found.

I pulled out my phone and called him, but it went straight to voicemail. "Hey Harry. It's me Hannah... I can't find you anywhere and yeah...bye" i looked out his window and I saw him talking to a guy with blonde hair. He looked young, maybe in his early twenties.

I slipped my flip flops on and went out there. It was a cool afternoon so Harry had a jacket on. "Hey, love." Harry spoke to me. "This is my friend Niall. We went to high school together." I looked up at Harry and Niall. "Hi. I'm Hannah." I said shyly. Harry wrapped his arm around me to keep me warm.

The talked about how they where the "bad guys" in school and how there other friends, Louis and Liam we right there with them. According to the conversation Louis had moved to Maryland, and Liam moved in with his girlfriend in Colorado. Harry and Niall were the only ones of of the four to stay in England.

After Niall left, Harry took a shower and we decided to go to a movie.