Give Me Love//H.S

18

Harry, dinner was amazing". My mom said wiping her mouth.

"Yeah, it was very tasty. That was lemon zest on the chicken"? My dad asked him.

Harry took a swig of his beer and nodded.

His hand was placed on my thigh as we both ate. It didn't bother me. After hearing what he said to his friends made me calmer around him.

"An old recipe. My mum loved making it for my sister an I". He looked down at his plate and smiled.

Oh that smile.

"That reminds me Harry. Do your parents live here or back in London"? My mother asked smiling.

Harry tensed up next to me and gave her a quick nod. His hand squeezing my thigh.

"Yeah. They live back home in London". He said.

I rested my hand on his and his tension went away. He soothed it away himself as he rubbed small circles with his fingers on me.

"Well I'm stuffed. Thank you again Harry". My dad said standing up. Once my parents were back in the living room my Grandma got up and placed her plate in the sink.

"You okay"? I whispered.

He didn't say anything as he gave me a nod and stood up. I got up with him and walked over to the sink. He didn't seem right after my moms question. Does he not talk to his parents? Did something happen to them?

"Harry you can talk to me you know". I said placing my hand on his back.

He still didn't say anything. He continued to scrub the pots in the sink.

"Harry please talk to me. Are you okay?" I asked.

The pot in his hands dropped and soap went everywhere. He placed his arms on the sink to support his body. He turned around quickly and smashed his lips to mine. This isn't like him. Once he pulled away he kept his eyes closed and his forehead against me.

"I'm okay". He said going back to the sink.

I stood there shocked and turned to walk out of the kitchen. I sat down on the couch in the corner and pulled my legs up to my chest. Everybody was to involved with the movie they put on.

Harry walked in and rested himself on the door opening. He gestured for me to follow him and I quickly got up. I followed him down to his room and made sure to shut the door behind me.

Once I got down he was already laying in bed with a pillow covering his face. I walked over to him and got on top straddling his waist.

"Talk to me". I whispered.

A good ten seconds passed when the pillow left his face and he kept his gaze on me.

"My parents left me when I was six. My sister Gemma took care of me before she left me too. I don't even know if any of them are still around. Not sure where they are living. Just nothing. I didn't mean to be like that upstairs. Its just that question hit home that's all". He said.

I didn't say anything as I let him continue to talk. This is all I wanted. He had such a hard shell, but this mushy Harry is what I needed to hear.

"I'm sorry I don't mean to babble. I'll shut up". He said but I shook my head.

"I can listen to you all night". I said leaning down and kissed him.

This was the first time I pulled a move on him. Maybe it was the fact of sorrow. Or maybe I actually wasn't a big baby.

He deepened the kiss and unzipped my jacket, slowly pulling it down my shoulders. I didn't fuss with him as I lifted his shirt over his head. Silent moans came from the both of us as he pushed his hips up into me. I held on to him as his lips explored my neck. His hands wrapped around me tightly. He brought me down with him and laid his head on my stomach. I was just in a bra and leggings, him just in his jeans.

"Thank you". I said.

He chuckled and looked up at me.

"What"? He asked taking my hand.

"For distracting me. I was feeling weird all day". I said.

He kissed my hand and brought it to his chest. He nodded and shut his eyes.

I ran my fingers through his hair, as his hands were lightly squeezing my hips. He got up and walked over to his desk and grabbed the remote. Then he walked over to the dresser and grabbed a black shirt out. He handed me the shirt and I put it on, getting under the covers.

"What shall we watch"? He asked sitting down and cuddling up next to me.

I shrugged my shoulders as he chuckled.

"I mean we can put anything on. It's not like I'll be watching it". He said dragging his pointer finger up my leg.

I grabbed the remote and pressed play on the movie it was on and pulled him to me. He got under the covers and brought his lips to mine.

It was only eight but I had a feeling I wasn't going to my room anytime soon. His fingers trailed all over my body as our lips attacked for dominance. He was beautiful. He was pure. He clearly wasn't who people thought he was. He wasn't such a bad boy. He had a good heart. Goosebumps rose off of my skin when he unclipped my bra. His body on top of mine. His lips still attached.

"I'm not going to do anything. I just want to hear you". He hummed.

I felt his smile on my neck as he brought the blanket over our heads. His pants were off and I cant remember when that happened. Our breathing was the only thing you could hear. My heartbeat was probably louder.

His hands still caressed my body and his hips moved in sync with mine. He gave me one last kiss before turning over and lying next to me. It was quiet. The only sound was the heavy breathing from the both of us.

I grabbed my shirt and got up off the bed and started to head upstairs.

"Where are you going"? He asked me.

I stopped suddenly and became aware of the whole situation. Where was I going? God I was so used to leaving after these things, it stuck I guess.

"Up to bed. I didn't want to keep you from whatever you needed to do". I said turning to face him.

He smiled and motioned with his finger to come back to him. My heart skipped a beat but my legs took control. I walked back over to him and crawled into the bed. He sunk down next to me, putting his head back on my stomach.

"Harry can we talk"? I asked.

He gave a small nod and paused the movie. I knew if I didn't talk to him about everything now it was going to bother me. He sat up and took both of my hands.

"You and I are very close for people who just met a couple months ago. I don't want to get hurt but I also don't want to be confused. I had a guy do this to me before and I was hurt badly. I want to be happy Harry. I can't go through that pain again". I said.

He kept his gaze on me. His facial expression showed confusion. I probably just ruined the whole night.

"Kate you literally have nothing to worry about. I want to be with you, its just, its hard for me to actually show it. This is the only way I know. Just give me time. I promise things will come into place". He said kissing my hands.

"So does that mean there is maybe an us"? I asked.

He smiled and leaned over giving me another kiss. It was a simple one but I knew that was an answer. I gave him a smile and curled up next to him so we could watch the movie. I couldn't be mad at his answer. He was telling the truth. I know he wouldn't hurt me, or maybe he will. Time can only tell. After an hour into the movie I felt myself getting tired. Before I knew it I was wrapped up into the arms of the boy I so called my Harry.