Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Chapter - Twelve.

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Harry's P.O.V

"I think you should call her... and ask her to meet up with you somewhere again." Alyssa suggests softly, lifting my head off the pillow I stared down at her naked body that was half on top of me. We haven't left the bed at all today and its nearly noon, I shook my head.

"That's a horrible idea,"

"You owe it to her," She says, "you owe it to yourself."

I don't say anything. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I slam back down against the pillow. A loud sigh leaving my lips, I'm unsure of what to do. Would she even want to meet up with me again? After I completely left her without so much of an explanation, I doubt it.

"I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable situation." I tell her, looking down at her she's starring off into the room as her fingers trace the black ink on my skin.

"I'll be fine," She laughs softly, the soothing feeling of her tracing the tattoos on my skin vanishes as she pushes herself up on her elbows exposing her bare breast to my hungry eyes.

"I won't," I mutter, wrapping my arm against her waist again and pulling her naked body on top of my naked body. The feeling of her skin touching mine already turning me on, but I bite my lip and stay quiet.

She chuckles softly, and places a soft peck on my nose. "You're a big boy," She teases, placing a kiss against my jaw and then to my lips.

"Keep doing that and it will be another few hours until you can walk again," I growl, tightly gripping on her hips.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She purred, placing soft kisses along my neck and down my chest.

I growl out of pure hormones, she was the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. Flipping us over, she squealed and giggle as I began sucking harshly on her neck a moan leaving her lips. I can't wait any longer, spreading her legs apart with my knees I line myself up with her center ready to slide in. Anticipation, and adrenaline taking over before she softly says to stop. I look at her with shock and annoyance.

"I want to do it," She purred, flipping us over and climbing on top of me. She whines as she lowers herself onto me and its the most delicious sound. Her hips roll slowly, circling, bouncing and torturing me.

Her eyes roll back, I can't stop starring at her. When she rakes her nails down my stomach I nearly lose it. I wrap an arm around her back and flip us over. I have had enough of her being in control, I can't handle the slow torturous circles. I want to make her scream.

"What... Harry I wanted to be th-"

"I am the only one that knows your body," I growl, "I know every inch of it." I groan, and slam int her roughly, moving in and out at a much faster pace. The sound it made when our skin smacked against each other was intoxicating and only sent me closer to the edge faster.

She sits up, wrapping her arms around me as her legs tighten. I am close.. to close. I don't want to be nearly close to finished, her moans are loud almost like screams as her teeth connect with my shoulder blade. Biting it as she reaches her ultimate high, a high pitched moan leaving her lips. "Oh god... Oh fuck, I love you, I love you, I love you," She repeated, as I filled the condom. Falling on top of her, her back hit against the mattress as I breathed heavily.

"That was..." She breathed,

"going to stop you from getting out of bed for a few hours." I smirked, placing a kiss on her lips.

"You still have to text her, or call her." She breathed, her chest moving up and down rapidly as she licked her lips.

Sighing, I nodded my head. I was about to get up when she grabbed my arm, bringing me back down. "Maybe after this round," She groaned, crashing her lips to mine she climbed back on top of me lowering herself down and moving her hips at a much harder and faster rate then a few minutes ago.

Jesus, Christ.

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"You'll be fine." She said softly, sighing I looked up at her before slipping on my white v-neck.

I shrugged, I wasn't sure if I was going to be okay. Seeing her last night mentally destroyed me, and I'm far from recovered. And now, here I am being pushed to go back but I don't really know if I want to. Maybe it'll be good, for her. But I can't stay the same thing for myself. "I don't know, Alyssa."

"Honestly, Harry." She sighed, "releasing that guilt is exactly what you need to do, and bottling it up instead of going to talk to her isn't going to help."

Letting out a breath, I nodded my head. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I grabbed my phone out of my jean pocket and waved it in front of her face. "I'm going." I sighed, stepping into the hallway and scrolling through my contacts before pressing the 'talk' button.

"What, Harry?" her voice was soft, barely audio-able.

Clearing my throat, I sighed. "I-I need to talk to you."

She chuckled dryly, "I gave you the chance last night, and you walked away."

"Blake, please..." I begged, "I'm sorry, I am. I shouldn't have walked away but I didn't know what else to do."

"You never know what else to do," She sighed, "meet me at the restaurant."

And with that the line went dead.

Letting out a shaky breath, I rested my head on the wall. I'm such a coward, I'm terrified to see her again because I know she's going to bring up old memories. But I don't really have much of a choice, walking back into the room I leaned against the doorway. "I'm going to head out,"

"you're going to meet her?" she asked softly, I nodded my head.

Furrowing my eyebrows. "You wanted me to do this, remember?"

Glaring at me, she looked at the ground. "Yes, Harry."

"I just want to make sure you want to do this," she said softly,

"you didn't give me much of a choice," I said dryly,

"you always have a choice."

Shaking my head, I turned on my heel. "I'll be back in a few hours."

"Are we really fighting?" She asked me, astonished.

Stopping, I looked over my shoulder. "No."

Leaving the house, I began walking toward my car. Giving the car life, I began my drive back to the resteraunt that started it all. Back to a part of my life I set back, that is now coming forward.