change- h.s.

30

"No we're not bringing her into this Michael, she's young I'll guide her, she doesn't need a stupid fucking contract" I heard Harry seethe as I walked in his home.

I slowly entered, setting my bag by his door and walking into the living room.

His back was facing me, his arms crossed as his shoulder and cheek held the phone pressed against his ear.

"I said no Michael" He sighed angrily, I just stood there.

He turned around, his eyes widening when he saw me.

"I don- Look I have to go, this discussion is over, call me when you have official tour dates" He said, hanging up the call.

"Hi angel" He sighed, closing his phone and throwing it on the couch.

"Everything okay?" I asked, walking up to him.

"Yes baby, just management" He smiled lightly, taking a seat.

I sat down on his lap, him wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I love you" He breathed into my shirt.

"You can talk to me about it" I said.

Harry looked up, sighing deeply again.

"My manager wants to meet with you and discuss a fucking contract" He said, his eyebrows raised.

"I said no, I mean its not that big of a deal" He rambled on.

"Harry" I sighed.

"Its okay, all your management wants to do is discuss your safety, whats best for your career" I explained.

He just nodded, nuzzling his head in my neck, kissing it slightly.

"I'm just stressed baby" He breathed, kissing my neck once more.

"Let me help" I smiled, his eyes widening.

"Baby no, its fine" He said, grabbing my hand.

"I think I'm ready though" I explained, grabbing his hand back.

"My sweet angel, you can wait" He smiled softly.

"Just because I'm stressed doesn't mean you have to do this" He continued.

"Its not just that. I love you, you love me" I said, kissing his lips lightly.

"Are you positive?" He asked, his green eyes filled with concern.

I kissed his lips firmly as my answer, his body melting into mine.

Our lips moved against each others, tongues dancing.

Harry picked me up, carrying me to the bed.

Soon our clothes were off and our lips were still attached, his hands gently caressed my whole body, touching every part.

"Are you sure angel?" Harry asked, slipping the condom on his length.

"Yes" I smiled, kissing his lips.

It hurt very bad at first, like a sharp knife cutting into me.

But then as Harry continued to kiss my lips and move in and out of me slowly, it felt better, a lot better.

"You feel so good" Harry rasped, moving in and out of my slightly faster.

Our skin was slicked with sweat, pressed together.

Moans left my lips as grunts left his.

His pace sped up with time and his moans got louder.

Strings of mumbled curse words left his lips as he stilled, pressing his lips against mine.