Harry Styles - short stories & one shots (mature)

Just one night, part 3/3

As he walked me back to my apartment, I could feel the alcohol in my blood. Not like yesterday, because I was fully aware of what happened with- and around me. He had his arms on my shoulders as we walked slowly down the street. I felt safe with him, I felt like he really wanted to know about me. Mark wasn't like that, everything was about him all the time. We walked in silence, not awkward silence, it was comfortable.

"I had a great night", I said, looking up at him

"Me too. It's great to get to know you when you're not drunk", he laughed as his beautiful green eyes looked down at me

We stopped by my door and I turned around to look up at him. We stood there for second just looking into each other's eyes. 

"Want to come inside? I have more wine", I told him as I smiled

He followed me inside and we sat down and opened another bottle of wine. Thankfully I cleaned up the worst before leaving. We began playing scrabble, and I quickly regretted it.

"Why are you so good at this?", I asked annoyed, as he spelled 'Participate"

"We've played it a lot in my family", he laughed, and took a sip of my wine

"I see.. You're annoying", I laughed back and spelled 'Sex'

"Thinking a lot about sex, aren't you?", he said while looking at his letters

Yes

"No", I simply said and downed the rest of my glass, hoping we could talk about something else

*

"Thank you. For yesterday and tonight", I said as we stood in the door opening, clearly wine-drunk

"Thank you too, my lady", he said and we both laughed

Once again, we stared into each other's eyes. But this time his eyes weren't the beautiful green color they've had been all night. This time they were a dark green, very dark. I got lost in his eyes, but I came back to earth when I saw him looking at my mouth and pulling his lip between his teeth. I looked back into his eyes and he came a bit closer.

Yes yes boy, bring it. Let me taste your lips. Oh God girl, you're drunk and horny..

I closed my eyes and felt his lips carefully pressed against mine. He tasted sweet and his lips were warm, soft and curious. When he found felt me kissing back, he deepened the kiss a bit more. I felt his hands on my waist and soon enough my hands were resting around his neck.

He pulled away to breath as his head rested against mine. He leaned in once again, and I closed my eyes, waited for his lips.

But I didn't felt his lips against mine again

I opened my eyes and was met by the dark eyes once again, but I could hint some regret in them

"Ava, I can't do this", he whispered and looked down, his hands still on my hips and my arms still resting around his neck

"Why?"

"You're heartbroken. It wouldn't be fair to you.", he said, his eyes meeting mine

"Harry. I'm heartbroken. But I'm also a woman with needs", I said and he chuckled slightly and rested his forehead against mine

"Elegant", he stated and we both smiled

"You've made me comfortable the whole night. You've been more interested in me for the last two days, than Mark was throughout our whole relationship. I need comfortable, good, sex..",

"He sounds like a jerk", he stated as his thumbs drew circles against my hips

I looked up at him in seriousness