Trust Issues h.s.

Chapter 25

Harry Styles:

 

I figured Melanie made her way out of the room quickly, so that she wouldn’t do something she’d regret. I took no time to excuse myself and made my way over, to see if she was okay.

I figured she’d be fuming about the situation at hand. I’m just as upset as she must be. I know that both times Kendra tripped were anything but an accident. She may have fooled everyone else, but I knew better.

I figured Melanie would be taking a shower now, so I walked into the back house and locked the door behind me before slowly making my way upstairs. I thought it was strange that there was no running water coming from the bathroom. I opened the door to find it was empty. I then walked to the closet door and saw her standing there before the mirror.

I watched her intently as she removed each piece of clothing. She slowly peeled her jeans off of her legs and stood before the mirror once more. I have no idea what was going through her head, but I saw the look in her eyes said she wasn’t entirely sure of herself.

She was always so insecure, but it made no sense to me. She was beautiful in every way possible. I slowly inched closer to her. She had yet to notice my presence as she watched herself in the mirror.

I knew I had to restrain myself from doing something she wouldn’t like, but it was proving to be harder than intended.

Melanie Reed:

I had no idea Harry was in the room with me so you could imagine my surprise when I was met with his hands on my bare waist, “Harry?”

The thought of me being naked before Harry hadn’t crossed my mind until I felt his lips against my shoulder slowly inching up towards my neck.

He sucked lightly against my neck while I tried processing what was going on. He didn’t speak until he got a certain response from me. I certainly wasn’t aiming for it to happen it just sort of did. I moaned his name lightly.

He smirked at the sound of it, “tell me Melanie; what was going through your pretty little head just now?”

“What?” was all I managed to mutter out. I couldn’t form a sentence. It was impossible to do.

“A penny for your thoughts,” he said once more as his hands slowly made their way further down on my waist.

When I didn’t answer, he proceeded to pull his hands away. I don’t know why or how, but I instinctively grabbed hold of his hands and brought them back to their place, only this time I places them a bit lower. I didn’t know what I was doing.

“What do you want me to do to you Melanie?” he questioned and I paused for a second to think.

What did I want him to do? I wasn’t sure. I was never in this position before. What did I want? Him.

“Everything,” I responded after a few short seconds of silence.

His hands were removed once more and I saw the look in his eyes. They told me he wasn’t sure about this, “Melanie, we don’t have to do anything. You know that, right? I don’t want you doing anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”

“Harry, I want this. I want you.”

“Are you sure? I know you, and this isn’t something you wanted to do anytime soon. I can wait. We can wait,” he spoke quickly as I nodded grabbing his hands and pressing them against me.

“Positive,” I waited excitingly for his next move. I’m not going to deny that I’m slightly nervous about this, but I know I’m ready for it. Harry was the one I was going to give my innocence away to, and no matter what happened after today, I will never regret it.

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I felt different this morning. I’m not really sure why we stayed here last night, but I guess I just wanted to revel in the space some more. I was sleeping on the chaise before. I swear that’s where I was when I feel asleep.

I’m just going to assume that Harry found my inflatable mattress and placed it in here then moved me from my spot.

I turn around to see Harry is still sleeping. How does he sleep so much? He always says he’s going to teach me to enjoy sleeping in. I just can’t do that. There are so many things that have to be done in a day that there’s literally no time to sleep in; let alone enjoy it.

I poked at his dimple as he smiled in his sleep. What was he dreaming about? I wonder. I know it has to be great if he’s smiling right now.

“Harry,” I quietly beckon. “It’s time to get up.”

He shifted on the mattress with his eyes still closed, “Harry! Get up.”

He groaned against the pillow, “It’s still early.”

“Yes, but Harry, I told them that I have work all day.”

“Well, that’s your fault; why would you say that? You aren’t even working today.”

“I know I’m not, but seriously Harry, get up. Please,” I beg.

“Eh, I don’t really feel like it.”

“Well uh,” I was trying to say something when he peaked his eyes open before he closed them again. “Umm, if you don’t get up now, then we are never going to do what we did last night again.” I told him quietly knowing that that would work.

His eyes shot open, “No need for that; I’m up.”

Author’s Note: Okay do some you hate me now? Just go ahead and tell me how terrible I am and skip to the next chapter if you even want to continue reading… lol just kidding, I’m weird. Okay well umm Vote if you liked it. Bye.