Harry Styles Stories 2019

Rain Rain - Part 2

Lexie shoved her pajamas into her overnight bag as she watched the light but steady rain continue to fall outside. The weather wasn't as bad as it had been during the night. The thunder and lightning had stopped, and the parking lot wasn't flooded like Harry had predicted.

Harry.

She could hear his footsteps coming up the sidewalk. Taking her eyes from the window, Lexie turned toward the sink to grab her toothbrush and other toiletries. She heard the door open behind her and the sound of feet stomping to rid of their dirt or water.

"We're all checked out," he announced. "So...whenever you're ready..."

"Okay," Lexie called over her shoulder before turning around and dropping her toiletry bag inside her suitcase. Then she zipped it up and gave a tight smile. "All set."

"Here, I'll take that," Harry declared with a nod as he reached for Lexie's bag.

Sucking in her lips, Lexie decided not to argue, accepting Harry's chivalry as she slid her arms into her raincoat. Then she followed him out to her car where she unlocked it and popped open the trunk. Lexie sat in the driver's seat, the engine running while she heard Harry slam the trunk and rush to his side.

"Rain's not so bad now," he commented, rubbing his hands together, "but the temperature's dropped."

"Yeah, it's cold," Lex agreed, immediately regretting it.

The entire morning had been nothing but short, redundant replies to his comments or questions, punctuated with tight-lipped smiles and nods. Awkward didn't begin to describe the thick air between them.

"Breakfast?" Lexie managed to ask when she shifted the car into reverse.

"Yeah, sure," Harry said as he buckled his seatbelt. "Don't reckon those potato chips and sodas lasted long after..."

Though his words trailed off, Lexie looked at him with wide eyes. When his gaze lifted from the click of his seatbelt and he gave a smirk, however, she felt herself blush. A small, nervous giggle escaped her throat as she shifted back into drive and turned out of the parking lot.

Still catching a flicker of a grin on Harry's face out of the corner of her eye, Lexie quickly found a radio station that was to her liking and she quietly hummed along. Truth was, she was nervous as hell, though she wasn't quite sure why. She didn't like it that Harry suddenly made her nervous either, because he never had before. He was her friend. But now he was...

Harry.

Her mind wandered to the night before, his soft kisses, his hands on her hips as his own pressed against her. He hadn't tried to rush her. In fact, he had been completely gentle and respectful, knowing she was hesitant. Her own brain had been spinning like a whirlwind, unsure of how far to go. She knew she liked him and was attracted to him, that was a given. And the feeling of his lips on hers only confirmed that. But it had only been a short time that she'd been broken up from Shelby, her long-term girlfriend and the only person who'd even seen her naked in two years.

She'd let him touch her. When his hand had slipped inside her pajama bottoms, she hadn't stopped him, though his eyes questioned her. She'd bit her lip and opened her legs, a sigh quickly releasing from her lungs when she felt his fingers on her. His gaze had been focused on her face the entire time while his hands had done the magic, making her throw her head back and moan as her legs shook. She thought she might have breathed his name, though she wasn't sure. It was a possibility it had gotten lost behind the sound of the thunder. She did remember, however, the tender kiss he'd given her when she'd come down, his hands cradling her face as though she was a china doll.