Not So Typical

Chapter 27

"Now we lay Anne Cox to rest, a loving mother wife, and friend. She lost her battle but she won the war of life, leaving behind two beautiful children and a loving husband. May she rest in peace."

I turned to grab Harry as the priest stepped back from the casket. His head rested on top of mine as silent tears fell from his eyes, his arms squeezing me so tightly that I could barely breathe. Anne's friends and relatives each laid a rose on the casket and then filed away, leaving Gemma, Harry, Robin, and I to say our goodbyes. 

Harry stepped away, taking a deep breath and putting an arm around Gemma and Robin. I stayed in my place and watched as they hugged together each saying something quietly before touching the casket and walking away. His mum was gone, it was official. 

The car ride back to his house on the other side of Cheshire was quiet, he didn't say a word until we had made it into his childhood bedroom and shut the door. I sat at his desk untying the laces on my boots and admiring the posters of Elvis and superheros that were somehow still clinging to the grey walls. 

"Mel, shower with me" he whispered standing in front of me. 

I looked up at my gentle giant. He was emotionally spent, his cheeks red and puffy, his eyes pleading me to say yes. I stood up and as I did I slid my fingers underneath the hem of his untucked dress shirt causing his breath to hitch. His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me close to him briefly before he stepped away and started pulling me towards his bathroom. 

He shut the door behind us and turned the hot water on creating instant steam in the small room. He stood in front of me, arms at his side, letting me take this all at my own speed. I had to be brave and not think or I would talk myself out of this and run out before either of us knew what was happening. 

I raised my fingers to his shirt and started fumbling with the buttons, eventually making it to the very last one and then I slid the sleeves back off his shoulders and down his arms, revealing his tattoos and always tanned skin. I looked up at him as his shirt hit the tile floor, his eyebrow raised and a smile hinting at the corners of his mouth. 

"Can I" he asked as his hands make contact with my hips. 

I nodded and gave a slight smile as his fingers made their way down the skirt of my dress and then began to lift it over my thighs and hips, then making his way over my stomach and then the dress was on the floor. I was standing there in my underwear and a pair of stockings, I had never been this vulnerable by choice in front of a man, it was terrifying and exciting at the same time. 

I put my hands behind my back and undid the snaps on my bra and then quickly put my hands back over my breasts, keeping it from falling off of me. 

"I love you" he said quietly, reassuring it me that it was okay whatever I did next.

I smiled and dropped my hands letting the lacy fabric land on the ground between us, leaving me completely open to him, I knew that there was no going back now. This was me jumping in feet first. I stepped towards him and placed my hands on his chest. 

"I love you too" I whispered placing a kiss on collarbone. 

"And your tattoos" I said tracing the swallows on his chest with my index fingers causing goosebumps to raise on his skin. 

"Do you" he asked with a smirk.

I nodded and let my hands glide down his to pants and began unbuckling his belt. He let me take it at my own speed again as I fumbled with the button and zipper but they eventually met the demise of the rest of our clothing items, pooling around his feet. 

"Can I take those off" he asked nodding to my stockings. 

I nodded as he put his hands on my stomach, spreading them out so they covered my entire waist. I watched him as he licked his lips and slid his thumbs under the waistband and then started pushing them lower. He made sure to let his hands wrap around my small legs and graze over my ass, sending a shiver up my back and a slight laugh from his mouth. 

Then we were both there standing in our underwear, the steam getting so thick we could barely see through it, then I broke the spell. I grabbed his hands and looked up at him.

"Promise me you're okay, that this isn't some way for you to cope with the pain. I don't want our first time to be like that, I want it to be for us, not anything or anyone else."

"I want this, I want you. After, we can discuss my mother but I want this for us, I want you here and now, no other motive behind it" he said before pulling me into a deep kiss. 

I pulled away breathless and full of confidence, with that I slid off my underwear and turned for the shower, letting him enjoy the view. I slid the door open and turned to face him. 

"You coming Styles?"

"Already did" he replied, automatically slapping his hand over his mouth.

"That was crude, I'm sorry, I-"

"Oh please sweetheart, I'm sure I'm gonna hear a lot worse from you before this is over" I said with a wink and stepping into the hot water, letting him see it drench me from head to toe.