Aurora [H.S AU]

Chapter 30

Say it louder, say it louder
Who's gonna touch you like me, like me?
Ooh, said you wanna be good but you couldn't keep your composure
Ooh, said you wanna be good but you're begging me to come over
Ooh, come over
Ooh, saying who's gonna fuck you like me?
I don't wanna hurt you but you live for the pain
I'm not tryna say it but it's what you became

Song: Shameless, by The Weeknd

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Aster's P.O.V.:

32 days.

It's been 32 fucking days since he stepped back into my life.

32 days of intense, frustrating, overbearingly hateful conversations. Challenging little rants, heated discussions, fight after fight, hurtful words after hurtful words. Yet, somehow, a whole month of sexual tension piled up.

Looking back, I would never imagine it would take only 32 days to be laying naked on his bed. And yet, here I am - and alone, for that matter.

After putting me on his bed, Harry leaned over me, kissed my forehead and told me to wait a bit while he ran downstairs. Even though his room is considerably warmer than downstairs, it is still a bit too chilly for my liking, so I've crawled under the soft white duvet of his bed.

Unlike the rest of the apartment, his room is furnished, decorated and frankly, it's beautiful. All the walls are glass too, just like downstairs and my own apartment. The wall behind his bed is covered by a dark, shiny hardwood,, there's a soft looking grey carpet on the floor and a deck outside, with an incredible view of New York skyline.

Actually, I think it's possible to see my apartment from his porch - after all, we live so close and our apartments are probably facing each other.

Wrapping the white sheet around my body, I get off of the bed and almost falter to the floor - my legs are still wobbly from the two world wrecking orgasms Harry just gave me. Seriously I'm still trying to wrap my mind around what just happened, we didn't even had sex (yet, I suppose) and it was already one of the best sexual experiences of my life.

The way Harry touches and reads my body, giving me exactly what I need, is almost too good to be true. He knows what to do and how to do it well - there's no doubt he had a great share of experience towards the female body. He is amazing.

Sliding the big door, I step out to the porch, goosebumps immediately covering my skin. I'm barefoot and the hardwood floor is freezing, but I go to the edge anyways, looking to the right, where my apartment is. Squinting my eyes, I try to see it, but even though it's possible to see my building standing there, it's too far away to make up any details of my porch. Also, my building has 38 floors while Harry's has 61, so mine look a very small. But I still can see it - kinda.

"Watcha doin' out here? It's bloody cold!" Harry rasps way closer to my ear than I expected, and along with his voice comes two strong arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me to his warm chest. He buries his face on my neck, nipping the sensitive skin ever so slightly, it feels like tiny little kisses.