Dark and Dangerous

Tension

Demi's POV

I yawned, rolling over to a cluster of tussled sheets. where's Harry, is my first thought. I rolled over, so that I would be able to stand with ease and quickly raced down the stairs to find Harry. I was expecting to not find him, but he was just sitting on the couch in silence.

I walked behind him, putting my hands on his shoulders and rubbing the tense knots out of them. Harry leaned his head back and closed his eyes as I continued to massage his muscular shoulders. I stopped a second and kissed Harry's neck. Harry's eyes snapped open. he turned his head, looking at me with a confused expression.

"Just relax," I whispered and came to the front of the couch. "Close your eyes and relax."

I slid my hand in Harry's pants and rubbed his cock, earning a groan. He grabbed my hand and moved it faster. I pulled my hand out of his pants causing him to groan in frustration.

"Open your eyes," I stated.

Harry's eyes were dark. I could see the tension behind the beautiful green pools. he grabbed my hips, spinning me around and pulled my pants, along with my panties, down, causing them to pool at my ankles. He pulled his pants down then grabbed my hips.

"This may hurt a bit," Harry whispered.

He slowly lowered my ass onto his dick. I gasped in pain as he entered me. I'm already panting like crazy. I started rolling my hips against Harry's. he groaned, kissing my neck, and lifted his hips to meet with mine.

"Turn around," Harry groaned.

I lifted one of my legs over Harry's head and turned to face him. He smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I love you Demi," he whispered.

"I love you too," I smiled.

Flash forward~

Harry's POV

I walked out on Demi about six months ago. she was three months pregnant and told me to leave. she wanted nothing to do with me any more. I left and didn't expect to hear anything from her ever again.

Earlier I got a call from Demi's mother. she said that Demi was in labor and that it would be best if I at least saw my baby girls once. So I hopped in my car and drove to the hospital. right now, I'm sitting in my car wondering if I should go inside, or just leave her be. Demi's dad was very specific when he said that I could no longer see her.

He pretty much said that he's a mobster and will kill me if I'm seen with his daughter ever again. My life has been fucked up since I left, so I'll risk it. I ran into the hospital and followed the sound of screaming in pain. It took a while, but I eventually found Demi, as usual. once she saw me, I knew that I would probably lose an arm or leg, possibly even my dick, but it's completely worth it.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE!?" Demi shrieked and squeezed her mothers hand.

"AW FUCK, YOURE GOING TO BREAK MY FUCKING HAND!" Demi's mother shouted.

What the hell am I getting into?

"HARRY GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND HOLD DEMI'S HAND YOU ASSHOLE!", Demi's mother shouted.

Holy shit, I was not expecting to get yelled at. I was expecting death or something worse possibly. I made my way over to Demi who glared at me. I stuck my hand out, hoping that she will take it. Eventually, Demi took my hand. she has an extremely strong grip and my hand feels like it may fall off.

A doctor and a few nurses walked into the room wearing masks and gloves. the nurses kept telling Demi to keep breathing and something about contractions and crowning. she got irritated and started screaming and cussing everyone out. it was funny until she punched me in the face again. How many times am I going to get punched in the face by this woman?

-48 hours later-

I had to leave the room to throw up when the doctors sawed Demi's stomach open and removed the babies. they were absolutely adorable. Demi passed out after having her stomach sawed open, so I simply sat by her while our children slept. One of the nurses entered the room, causing Demi to wake up and rip her hand away from mine.

"Excuse me ma'am but you haven't named your children, we don't want them to get switched with anyone else's children," she said.

"Erm, Harry, what d'you think?" Demi asked.

"Well, I've always liked Darcy," I said staring into her blue eyes.

"I like Sydney," Demi smiled.

"Alright then. last name?" the nurse spoke.

"Styles," Demi stated.