Harry Styles

What Did I Do?

Harry's POV

My show ended about thirty minutes ago and I'm on my way back to my hotel room. Y/N, my girlfriend, is waiting for me there. I'm excited  and nervous to see her. I'm excited because I haven't seen her for about a month. I'm nervous because I totally fucked up a couple of nights ago. We've been together for two years and I have never done anything as stupid as  what I did the other night. Luckily no one found out what happened. 

As the car pulls up to the hotel, I feel like I'm going to throw up, and as soon as I walk into the hotel, I run to the lobby bathroom and do just that. I'm in there puking my guts out for about ten minutes before I head up to my room. On the way up in the elevator, I have that sick feeling again.

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When I walk into the room, Y/N is no where to be seen. Of course I panic, thinking she found out and decided not to visit me, so she can move out without me being there to try to stop her. I walk into the bedroom of the presidential suite and hear the shower running. Relief washes over me and so does the nausea. 

I walk into the bathroom after knocking, so I don't scare her, "Hey Baby, when did your flight finally get in?"

She sighs heavily, "Well, by the time they got the runway cleared, we were an hour and a half behind schedule. I just got here maybe  fifteen minutes ago."

So pretty much five minutes before me, since I was in the lobby bathroom throwing up for so long. Thinking of that, I decide it would be best if I brush my teeth.

"Why don't you jump in the shower with me?"

'I will, just gonna brush my teeth first. Dry mouth from all the singing and no amount of gum can get rid of it." That's a reasonable enough excuse. After I thoroughly brush my teeth and tongue, I strip out of my clothes and hop in with her.

It doesn't matter how many times I see her naked, I still can't stop myself from staring at her beautiful body. She has large full breasts and amazing curves. The feeling of guilt comes back in full swing and I have to put my hand on the shower wall to keep me steady. I put my head down and close my eyes for a minute.

"Harry, are you ok?" Her concern is comforting,  yet it breaks my heart. "Do you need to rest? I understand if you're too tired." She places her soft hand on my cheek. I look up into her eyes. I love her more than anything. 

"Y/N, I love you so much and I don't ever want to lose you." I place my hands on her cheeks and her hand slides down to my chest.

"Relax Harry, I'm not going anywhere." Y/N starts kissing my neck, up to my jaw and to my lips. I put my hand on the back of her head and pull her in for a hard, desperate kiss. After a few moments, she pulls away. "Did you miss me?" She says with a smirk.

"You have no idea how much I have needed you with me." I kiss her again. I need her; to be inside her. "Baby Girl, I have missed you so much." I kiss her again, but  with love and compassion. I can't stop thinking about the other night and how I will probably lose the love of my life. 

I pull away and look into her beautiful gray eyes. "Need to be inside you, Darlin'." I softly cup her breasts and run my thumbs over her hardened nipples. While continuing to caress her nipple with my left thumb, I lean in for another kiss - slipping my tongue into her mouth,  and I slide my other hand down her stomach to her warm wet core. I softly rub her clit and slowly increase pressure to add to her pleasure. 

Y/N quietly moans into my mouth. With her lips still on mine, "Fuck me with your fingers Harry." Resuming our kiss, I slip two fingers into her tight hole and begin to pump in and out of her while continuing to rub her clit with my thumb. She pulls away from the kiss and rests her forehead on my shoulder. "Harder Baby, please." I begin to fuck her harder causing  my fingers to go deeper. Y/N lets out a moan and I can feel her begin to clench around my fingers. Knowing she's getting close, I curl my fingers and start working on her g-spot. Within minutes she's coming hard on my fingers, I can feel her wetness running down my hand.