change- h.s.

31

"I got you a coffee" Harry smiled as I entered his car.

"Thanks" I sighed, buckling my seatbelt.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asked, backing out of my drive way.

"No thanks" I said, plugging the aux up to my phone.

Post Malone played through his speakers.

I didn't speak, just sipped my coffee as he drove down the highway.

Once we got to his house, I went to his room and set my bag down.

"Baby" He sighed, leaning against the door way.

"What time are people coming over?" I asked, sitting on his bed.

"Around six, its only three" He said, sitting next to me on the bed.

I just nodded, picking up my phone.

"Want some food?" He asked, breaking the silence.

I shook my head no, laying down on his bed.

"Baby tell me whats wrong, please" He practicality begged.

I sat up, going to straddle him.

"Wha-" I cut him off, pressing my lips to his.

I needed to know he only wanted me.

He hesitantly wrapped his arms around my waist, as our lips moved against each others.

I removed my shirt and then his, lips still latched to one another's.

Soon my pants were off, my panties following them.

"Emma" He said, watching me unclasp my bra.

I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down his legs, pushing him back on the bed.

Soon a condom was rolled on his length.

"Fuck" He sighed as I sat on his length, slowly bouncing up and down.

Moans left my lips and his, his hands gripping my waist.

"Let me fuck you baby" He said, his eyes hazy.

I just nodded, laying on my back on his bed.

Soon he entered me again, his pace faster than the last time.

Quiet moans left both of us, as he fucked himself into me.

Thrusts got sloppier, moans got heavier, and soon he laid limp on top of me.

He got off of me, kissing my forehead lightly.

I got up too, going into my bag and gathering my clothes.

"I'm gonna shower" I said plainly, turning the shower on.

"Thats all I get? You just decide you want a quick fuck then don't say anything?" Harry asked, his voice laced with anger.

I just ignored him, stepping into the shower.

Harry was sitting on the bed when I walked out.

"Please talk to me Emma" He sighed.

I know he deserves it.

"Kendall" Was all I said, I heard him sigh deeply.

"Thats what this is about?" He asked, getting up.

"I saw the photos" I said, grabbing my makeup bag.

"From December?" He asked, following me into the bathroom.