Songs for this chapter are:
Come On Get Higher- Matt Nathanson
Better Than Words- One Direction
Secret Valentine- We The Kings
The days I spent with Harry seemed to fly by. Every passing day was a taste of pure heaven. It felt so good to be loved, and to be in love. I had never experienced a feeling so.. Fulfilling. It was breathtaking.
Harry was breathtaking.
He treated me like a princess. Nobody had ever been so good to me before. And God, he was so attractive. There wasn't a single thing about him that I disliked.
It was like he was the only person I could see.
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Harry and I were sitting in his living room, on a quiet Sunday night. We had spent the whole day together walking around outside, enjoying the early April air.
I was cuddled into Harry's chest, barely watching the movie playing on the T.V. His heart was beating hard, moving my head up and down slightly with every beat.
"I'll be right back," Harry said. I moved out of his way as he got off of the couch and walked towards the bathroom door. I laid down a little, curling my legs in and resting my head on the hand.
I stayed in that position until Harry got back. As he walked towards me, he looked into my eyes. The green was barely visible. His pupils were blown up, drinking in my entire body.
I sat up, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. Harry sat down on the sofa again, grabbing onto my hips and pulling my onto his lap.
I rested my forehead against his, touching the tips of our noses together. He lifted his face slightly, kissing my nose.
"I love you, baby girl," he said. I felt my cheeks heat up, feeling so happy in that moment that I could've melted right then and there.
"I love you too," I smiled. Harry leaned his head back and looked at me, seeming very serious all of a sudden.
"Promise?" He asked.
"Of course baba, I promise," I said.
Relief washed over his face. "Good, I'm so glad," he smiled at me. I leaned in and kissed his lips lightly.
After I pulled back, he came forward. He kissed me hard and fast, unlike he'd ever kissed me before. I felt a drop in my stomach, the best feeling I had ever felt. His hands roamed my body, running up my sides, down my back, and along my legs.
I kissed back, savoring every moment. I kept my hands towards Harry's back, rubbing up and down. I reached down towards the hem of his shirt, suddenly willing there to be less between us.
Harry lifted off his shirt, barely breaking contact with my lips. He threw it down in the floor right behind me. His hands rested on my hips, squeezing and rubbing.
His fingers grazed my skin, and he grabbed onto my shirt and pulled it over my head.
Skin to skin, heart to heart, Harry and I slowly began to lose more layers of clothing. Pretty soon, I was lying on top of him, nothing between us anymore.
Harry stopped.
"What is it, babe?" I asked, suddenly very aware of my body being so exposed.
Harry looked at me, his eyes radiating passion. He looked in love.
"Do you want to..?" He asked.
I thought for a moment. I thought about what this decision meant for me, for him, for us. To give up one's virginity is not a simple thing.
I knew one thing for certain: I loved Harry and Harry loved me. And in that moment, more than ever before, I knew that I never wanted to go a day in my life without him. I needed him like I needed to breathe. He kept me sane, he kept me happy, and he kept me safe. I could count on him for anything, and I knew he would always be there for me. He would never let me down if he could help it.
I decided to give myself to Harry in the deepest way one can.
"Do you trust me?" I asked Harry, hoping I knew the answer.
He nodded.
"Show me," I said.
He nodded.
Authors Note
Okay I am so sorry for not updating Friday, I was just busy and forgot. Hopefully, this will make up for it. I will definitely be updating tomorrow, and trying harder to keep to my schedule.
Thank you for being so patient with me. I love you all so so much.
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