Harry's Angel

Make Me Yours

When I got back to the room I found Diana on the bed, headphones in, she looked up and smiled at me before continuing to highlight in her book. I flopped next to her on the bed,

“What are you listening to?” I asked before pulling one of the headphones out of her ear and sticking it in my own. I recognized the song immediately, Never Coming Down by Williamette Stone. She nodded her head to the beat, writing notes in the margins of her textbook. 

I lay there, watching her work, when she was confused about something she would softly mouth the words to herself, her brow furrowed. After a half hour of just watching her I finally just flipped the other side of her textbook to close it, she looked at me with a smile.

“Wanting my attention?” She asked me with a smile.

“Needing your attention love, it’s a big difference.” I said with a laugh as she set aside the textbook, I then pulled her around so she was lying on my stomach staring up at me. 

“You still smell like chlorine.” I told her softly, running my hand over her hair which had been pulled up into a haphazard bun. 

“I know, I need to shower, want to join?” she asked with a cheeky smile.

“How can I say no to that offer.” I said, and she got up and went to the bathroom, turning on the water. She closed the door and when I entered several minutes later I

found her under the water facing away from me. I quickly stripped down and got in as well walking up behind her hugging her. I started to kiss down her cheek and jaw and then neck. 

“Nice of you to join me.” she said planting a soft kiss on my lips.

“Well I wanted to wait until I was sure it was really hot.” I said kissing her back, harder. She grabbed the shampoo and started to work it into my curls,I stared at her, she cared so much. I started to lather her body with body wash, running my hands all over her body, kissing, her our hipbones just barely touching. 

“You know this is my first shower with a guy where he hasn’t insisted I give him a blow job.” She said with a slight chuckle, but I could tell that it concerned her. I was shocked, clearly she had been in relationships that the guy really just wanted the physical stuff and gave nothing else.

“That is terrible.” I said kissing her slowly. “But since you said blow job.” I said joking to her and she started to laugh.

“You Harry, are much different than expected.” She said with a smile, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“What did you expect, be to fuck with you that night and leave right after never to be seen again?” I asked her.

“Completely, that is exactly what I expected.” She told me.

“Sorry love, but you can’t get rid of me that easily.” I said nudging my nose against hers. She kissed me softly in response. 

I got out of the shower after finishing washing my hair, and while I was toweling off she started to shave her legs. I wasn’t really paying attention until I saw one of her long legs up on a ledge in the shower as she slowly shaved it. 

“Keep breathing Styles,” She said with a shake of her head and smile, with that I took in a big gasp of air. 

I had to leave the bathroom before I got to excited. She came out 25 minutes later, hair blow dried, with a matching thong and bra on. She puled something black out of the closet and went back into the bathroom. I waited for her to come out, wanting to see what she was wearing, but ended up moving to the little sitting area in our room so I could watch the telly. She walked out and my first thought was, that girl is with me!!!!, and then my second, there is no way in hell I am letting her go out like that.