Mr. Harry Styles

15 First time for everything

"How will we move on with us?"

It was late afternoon. Harry had been to the doctor and then he showed up when I cleaned his bedroom and that was it. I looked at him like a dog looking up at what his owner wants, and I felt shattered.

"What do you mean?"

Harry smiled and he slid into a chair. He looked at me with his green eyes. He was wearing a floral dress, shoes that fit and he looked like the woman in my life. He seemed to have a thought behind everything and I understood nothing.

"Niall, how do we move forward with us, with this relationship?"

I cleared my throat a little and I chose to sit down on the bed. I needed to think about what it was as he wanted an answers to.

"You're talking about the house?"

Harry laughed a little, and he put himself a little more relaxed in the chair.

"Among other." he replied quickly. "I just want to know if you're ready for the future or not?"

I swallowed.

"Please, Harry, tell me what it is you want!"

This time, he had power on his side.

"I want you to be confident in us and you'll be safe with me."

I chose to raise eyebrows.

"And the answer all that is yes..."

He laughed and spread his legs. He slowly pulled up the dress over his thighs.

"And at that stage, I want to mention that we can fuck the shit out of each other."

I swallowed. Okay, was everything about to fuck? I almost lost my breath.

"Please, what...?"

He cut me off quickly.

"I'm healed down there and I can fuck you."

I was a bit annoyed. Everything wasn't about sex. In a few weeks we had lived life with  solidarity and about being together, not about sex.

"So you plan the future based on the fact that we can fuck?" I asked irritably. He laughed, and then he let the laughter ring out.

"No, I just wanted to tell you I'm ready, if you have planned to do something with me."

Okay, I was a little angry. I stood up and I looked straight into Harry's eyes.

"Diana, everything isn't about to fuck and I think we need more time to find ourselves in this."

He snorted and he looked down over my body.

"You think we're angels?" He looked up at my face. "But I'll be honest and I have been thinking about how it will be when we do it for the first time. I wont lie and I prefer that you don't lie."

I frowned, but I understood what he was talking about. Yes, I had wondered how it would be to do it with Harry. I had wondered if there was a difference between us then and us now, when it was about sex. Yet it was indelicate of him to ask that just like that, without further notice, throw out those words, that question.

"So we'll just do it?"

He laughed.

"No, but now you know that it's okay to do it with me. It all was as before when I went to the doctor. This morning we didn't know what to say and now we know that I'm totally a woman who can enjoy life as a normal girl...."