fostered {h.s}

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isabelles pov

"Harry!" I moaned accidentally when he squeezed my bra free boobs. He pulled his hands out from under my shirt and placed them onto my mid-back almost instantly.

I looked at him confused, until someone walked through the door and into the kitchen.

He still had his hands on my waist when Gemma greeted us with an odd look on her face.

"Can you guys fuck somewhere other than our kitchen counter?" Gemma groaned and opened the fridge.

"Mum! Where's the salami? I got some yesterday." Gem yelled out and I felt Harry silently chuckling against my shoulder, biting down to not make a sound.

"Ouch." I said to him with no emotion. He looked up at me and leaned in to my lips, placing a kiss there. I kissed him back and stuck my tongue out to lick his lips, playfully, but he caught my tongue with his lips and before I knew it, my tongue was in his mouth.

I squealed against him and pushed myself slightly away from him to the point where we were disconnected.

Gemma groaned, seeing the empty salami package next to me and walked through the doorway, to the living room.

"I think she's mad that she doesn't get any." Harry chuckled against my lips and pecked them.

"Neither do you! At least I hope so." I countered and he nodded.

"Of course. Wanna go upstairs?" He asked me loudly and right as I was about to respond, Anne interrupted our conversation.

"Hormones, Harry. Needs to be dropped." She hollered and I could see through the cut out in the wall of the kitchen and into the living room that she was giggling with Gemma.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed my freshly shaved legs and wrapped them around his waist, picking me up. I slung my arms around his shoulders and he started walking with me out of the kitchen, making our way to the stairs.

He halted in the middle of his walk when Anne stopped us, asking what we were up to. Harry boosted me up more to get a better grip on me and I turned my head towards her.

"Don't worry Anne. I'm just tired. I went to bed at three in the morning and woke up at like 9. I'm gonna take a nap."

Anne and Gemma nodded with giggles escaping them often as Harry made his way upstairs to my room. He held me with one hand and opened the door with the other. Once we were finally in, he shut the door with his foot and threw me on the bed.

"I'm delicate!" I whined and he laughed, pulling me by my ankles to sit on the edge of the bed. He started taking off my clothes, starting with my socks and my tight denim shorts followed.

My cheeks turned red when he dug his fingers underneath my seamless underwear, but I had a feeling in my gut he won't take them off unless I tell him he can.

"What, baby? Why are you turning red?" He teases and I scoff.

"Why do you think?" I return and he smiles cheekily before tightening his grip on my underwear and attempting to tug them down but I shake my head. "I'm tired."

He nods and goes over to the drawers I have, rummaging through them until he finds some sleeping shorts of mine.

"Thongs, weird looking bras, g-strings. You know, you have some pretty provocative clothing for a seventeen year old."

"Why are you complaining? Can you just get me shorts? I'm tired and I want to sleep with you."

"Aw, Belle. I want to sleep with you, too!" He joked, but was 100% serious.

"Not what I meant." I sighed and crawled up to the head of the bed. I was resting on my knees and shins were pulled to my chest, my face laying on the pillow. I heard Harry ruffle around until the bed was shook and I spun around to lay on my back.

"I didn't get you shorts. You look comfortable enough." He smiled and pulled he covers from where I was laying so that he could pull them over the both of us.

"Of course you didn't." I giggle and he pulls my legs to him, flipping me onto him so I'm straddling him. The covers are covering us up to our necks and I have never felt this comfortable for a nap in this house.

My thighs were on each side of his hips so I was sitting directly on his groin, but he didn't seem to mind. Quite frankly, neither did I.

Harry shoved his hands back under the back of my shirt and slid his fingers up and down the skin on my back, scratching lightly.

His movements put my into a sleepier state, if that's even possible, and I snuggled my face into his neck.

"I love you." I mumbled before I drifted off into my nap.

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I woke up from my nap almost two hours later. It was now six in the evening and my eyes groggily opened to see Harry right next to me. His right bicep was under my head as I rested on it and his left arm was locked around my waist, clutching tightly onto me. Our legs were intertwined and every now and then, I would run my toes up and down his legs.

I moved my left hand out from under the covers and to his face, stroking over his features. A few minutes later, Harry woke up and as I stroked his upper lip with my pointer finger, he placed a few kisses onto it.

Even when he didn't know it, he always made my heart beat a few times faster.

"Did you have a nice nap?" I asked him and he smiled nodding.

"You always make me sleep better." He whispered and brought his lips to my neck.

"You're such a sap!" I squealed when he bit down on my neck. He let his tongue roam out, to soothe the actual bite mark he just produced.

"Did you sleep well?" Robin said and Harry jerked his body away from mine. We heard Robin and Anne enter our room.

I hummed a yes and Harry quickly pulled the covers over my body when Anne and Robin weren't looking, making me remember how he didn't give me shorts to sleep in. Only underwear and a t-shirt.

"We wanted to go out to dinner. Get ready. Harry come with me." Robin smiled and Anne stayed with me, sitting on the bed. Harry got out from under my covers and was already dressed in sweatpants and a shirt, considering he never took it off.

They left and went into Harry's room before Anne started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked her and she shrugged her shoulders.

"No matter what, you guys will always find an excuse to be near each other. Might as well move you back to his room." She joked as I raised my eyebrows and pouted my bottom lip. "Alright, that doesn't mean I'm going to do that. Don't get any ideas."

I groaned and sat up on the bed, attempting to do so whilst covering my butt with the covers.

"Where and why are we going out to eat?" I asked her and reached for my phone on the nightstand that was charging.

Harry must've plugged it in because I didn't and it was fully charged.

"Don't know, but don't leave this house in just those underwear." She giggled and got up, patting my knees.

I felt my cheeks blush and apologized for not wearing any, blaming it on Harry. That was probably a bad decision, but I did it anyway.

"Oh, I know. Don't worry, I won't tell Robin. If he knew, Harry would be in even more trouble than he is now."

"Wait, why is Harry in trouble?" I asked her and she gestured towards me.

"Robin told him he's not allowed to for one sleep next to you anymore. And two, you're not wearing shorts."

I nodded, making an 'ooh' sound and she left my room soon after, closing the door behind me so I can start getting ready.

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authors note:

don't know what i'm writing about anymore. this was kind of a filler chapter but i ran out of data and wrote this in school

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