The Way Things Work

Chapter Sixty Three

"Thanks for dinner mum but we should get going." Harry stood as he pushed the chair back gently with the back of his thighs.

"Yeah, you probably should." Anne sighed. 

"I'm sorry about this." You piped up. 

"For what?" Gemma asked.

"This is all my fault-"

"Don't say that! You didn't sell the story or the paps. This on Angel." Robin supported.

"He's right babe." Harry bent over to kiss your forehead. He moved his hand and interlaced your fingers and placed his chest against the back of your chair.

"You two really should get going though, it won't take long before the paps swarm." Gemma chuckled. 

"Yeah, I guess we should." You sighed.

"Come back soon!" Anne called as Harry led you out to the car. In between dinner and dessert, as you helped bring out the food, Harry and Robin brought the bags out. It was around nine o'clock when you finally got on the road.

"So."

"So what?" He mimicked.

"What are we going to do?" You laughed.

"The hotel, I thought. Do you not want to go?"

"No, I do, I really do."

"Then what's the problem?"

"The truth?"

"Of course."

"Well, I'm not ready for 'that' step."

"So?"

"So, the last time I went to a hotel it was with Louis."

"And? Sam, it's fine."

"No, it's not. Harry, me and Louis had sex."

"O-Oh, I thought-"

"I know what you thought. I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? He was your boyfriend." He chuckled. "It's okay and you don't need to be ready, we can wait."

"Are you sure you're okay with that? I mean Haryy, how many months without sex has it been?" You mocked.

"It's been a while, but honestly, I'm okay with waiting. I love where we are at." He winked as he reached over and grabbed your hand as it rested in your lap. You gently placed your head on the window as you slowly fluttered your eyes closed as you drifted asleep.

"Babe? Wake up." Harry whispered in you ear as the cold air nipped at your nose.

"Where are we?" You asked groggily, not fully awake.

"At the hotel." He smiled and stroked your cheek. His thumb felt so warm as it contacted your skin.

"Carry me?" You mumbled.

"You actually want me to?' He laughed quietly. To answer you stuck your hands out in front of you. He swiftly picked you up and held you close as he brought you up to your room. You nuzzled into his neck as you smelt the cinnamon cologne he was wearing. He knew it was your favorite. He slowly maneuvered the key card into the slot and kicked the door open. You began to fall back asleep but the last thing you remembered was Harry sliding in bed next to you as he pulled you close and shuffled the sheets over your body.