Dont let me go // narry

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Niall

When we get into Harry's house I make a point to look for Anne Incase Harry does decide to do as he promises.

I follow him up the staircase and to his room. This time his room isn't as spotless as it was before but it isn't a huge mess. Anne probably hasn't gotten to cleaning it yet.

This time in Harry's room I'm the first to let my body hit his unmade bed. I pull the covers over myself and look over at him watching me with amusement.

"You know how hard I had to work to get you into bed and now you're just crawling in without being asked?" He teases letting me roll my eyes. I love this playful side of Harry.

"You did not 'work hard' to get me into your bed. You waited until I was drunk." I say watching him roll his eyes and rub his chin.

"I didn't mean to do that." He says in sympathy as I nod. I know that Harry understands that what he did wasn't okay. That kind of makes me feel a little better.

I lay back against the soft pillows that smell like him and ignore him crawling into the bed next to me.
I feel his fingertips run against the exposed skin of my side before his arm wraps around me.

"Never leave me okay?" He asks softly. Harry never really shows me his soft side but when I see it I instantly never want to hear his grumpy voice again. Only his soft whispers and his fingers running through my hair.

"I can't promise that" I whisper truthfully. Harry makes mistakes with me, with love. I can't wholeheartedly promise that I won't leave him because he could still give me a reason to.

Harry stays quiet before pressing his chest against my back which doesn't make me feel uncomfortable at all. It's strangely warm and relaxing considering who's chest it is.

I turn in his arms until I'm staring straight at his clothed chest. I place my hand on him and feel how fast his heart is beating. It's pounding.

"You do that to me." He whispers catching my attention from his chest causing me to look up to his gorgeous eyes.

"I shouldn't." I say hoping that Harry won't get mad from how I am constantly pushing him away.

"But you do." He says before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"Because I love you." He says throwing the three words at me again.

"Please don't lie to me." I beg just above a whisper. I know that if Harry says these words to me anymore I will surely be saying them back and meaning them far more than he does.

"I'm not lying to you." He whispers before pressing his palm to my cheek and slowly bringing his thumb across my cheekbone.

"I love you." He whispers once more staring into my eyes.

"I love you too." I say hoping that I mean it. Harry has me under his spell and I just can't shake it.

Harry pulls his hand away from my skin as his door opens and his eyes instantly go from glassy and open to dull.

"Why aren't you two in school?" Anne asks as I play with my fingers leaving Harry to excuse us from his mothers suspicions.

"I didn't want to go." He says as Anne scoffs.

"You can't choose. Get up and go to school. Both of you." She says sternly as Harry rolls his eyes towards his mother.

"At least act like you're going to school and go somewhere. I am not going to lose my friendship with Maura because you're keeping her son out of school." she says towards her son as it's my turn to speak.

"I'm Sorry, Anne. I texted Harry to skip with me today." I say hoping to get Harry out of some hot water all though I don't think he cares.

Anne studies us silently before sighing at a lost battle between her careless son and his.. boyfriend?
Are we still boyfriends?

"Door stays open." She warns before walking out of the room.

"She's leaving for work anyway." Harry says shrugging at his mother's attempt to influence abstinence.

I slowly settle back into the covers and wish that Harry would have kept his arm around my waist.

"You look good today." Harry compliments catching me off guard I look down at my black outfit and remember dressing up to match with Harry which I was successful at.

"I tried to look like you." I admit watching his eyes turn glossy again as he smiles.

"You're the exact opposite of me. You would never look like me." He points out before pulling the flower crown off of my head and begins to examine it.

I pull it from his fingers and reach above his head where I slowly place it onto the curls there. I smile as he looks amused from my actions with the ring of flowers perched on his head.

"You look pretty." I say watching his nose scrunch at my attempt of a compliment. Have I ever complimented Harry before?

"No, princess. I don't look pretty." He says saying the word pretty as if he despises it. I look down to avoid blushing from the nickname he has been giving to me lately.

Princess

I feel Harry's arm snake around my waist again before his lips kiss the top of my head. I smile into his chest as he finishes the sweet act.

His lips make their way down my forehead and to my cheek. He stops just a few centimetres from my lips and stays there tempting me to just kiss him first.

"Kiss me." I whisper hoping it will get his eyes to close and his lips on mine.

He shakes his head but stays close. I roll my eyes at his denial and rest my palm on the side of his neck. I lean in and connect our lips feeling his lips fall into sync with my own.

His lips feel so soft and taste so sweet. I feel his hand pull my hip over top of his own as he slowly begins to lean onto his back.

I push his hand off of my hip and I straddle his hips, deepening the kiss. I feel him smile against my lips causing me to run my hands up his shirt, wiping the smile off of his face in seconds.

I Rutt my hips against his own causing him to jolt upwards, never breaking the kiss.

I begin to grind down onto his hardening member feeling his hands grip my hips tightly.

"Fuck Niall." Harry whispers as I grab onto his headboard breaking the kiss for air.

"Let me take you." He whispers softly running his hands over the thin material of my leggings.

"I can make you feel so good baby." Harry promises as his lips run along my collar bone.

"Right here." He whispers even lower as his hand cups my semi.

"Here." He whispers letting his lips run over my sweet spot making me shudder under his touch.

"Here." He says just below a whisper in my ear as his hand lands on my entrance.

I'm almost panting under Harry's influence as I make another decision I should have thought twice about.

"Okay. Fuck! okay."

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😈 no Narry smut for you

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