Drugged h.s. AU

Soft Lips & Soft Touches

Hey guys, bit of love in this chapter, but nothing really smutty. I don't think I'll keep the love going at the end. I'll leave it for your own imagination. Also, over 500 views! You guys don't understand, this story is my child, and I hope you love it just as much as I do!

"Prove it."

Harry looks at me with his eyebrow raised. "Prove it?" I nod at him. "Prove that you love me." My voice getting smaller and smaller as I kept talking. He stood from his seat walking towards me from where I stood at the door.

 “Can’t you just believe me when I say that I love you?” He asks, wrapping his arm around my waist. I shake my head back and forth. “No, I can’t just believe you. Because, I love you too, and if this is something short like before then, I will convince myself that I don’t truly love you.” I say watching his face change with every word, every emotion seemed to pass on his face, from amused to confused, to angry. “Okay.” Was all he said before he picked me up.

 I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. “I’ll prove once and for all that I love you, do you hear me, I love you Isabelle Taylor. I do.” His words made my heartbeat a bit faster, and my breath to pick up speed also. He walked down the hallway with me wrapped around him, “Where are we going?” I asked as he started to walk down the stairs.

 He didn’t answer me walking towards the back door. “Harry? Where the Hell are we going?” I asked looking at him, a bit scared. “Don’t worry sweet Isabelle I know you can swim.” I look at him confused. “Swim?” I say, he nodded at me, a smirk gracing his face.

 “Love you.” Was all I heard before I felt the cold water surround me. I swim to the surface, looking at Harry doubling over in laughter. “Come here and help me out, would you?” I ask glaring at him, he nods walking over to me. Idiot. I smile to myself as he gives me his hand to take. I grab his hand pulling him towards me and into the ice cold water too.

 I swim towards the edge pushing myself out as Harry came to the surface. “Really! I tried to help you, and you pull me in!” I nod my head watching him swim to the edge. I head towards the door, it is locked. “Gotcha!” Harry says wrapping his arms around me. “I knew you were going to pull me in, that was fun though huh? Open the door, it’s a bit cold out here for Spring.” As he said that my eyebrow kept rising.

“I can’t.” I say quietly. Looking up at him. He looks down at me with the same expression. “Why can’t you?” he asks softly. “It’s locked.” I say quietly. Harry grabs the doorknob and twists it pushing it open with ease. “It isn’t and wasn’t locked.” He says looking at me with concern. “I swear it was locked. It was I’m telling you!” I end up yelling at Harry, flailing my arms around trying to express the truth of it all.

 “It’s okay Isabelle, let’s go inside, and I’ll show you how a real man loves his woman.” He says with a sense of seriousness. “You are such a womanizer, you know that?” I ask him, as he walks up the stairs, and I follow behind. “Yeah, I have a really good way with words.” he replies, as I roll my eyes.

 We get to the top of the stairs when Harry turns and looks at me. I raise my eyebrow. Harry bends over throwing me over his shoulder, I squeal. “Harry! Let me down!” I yell, but obviously none of my words reached Harry’s ears. I look at the ground, trying to get my bearings.

 I feel my feet touch the ground. “Why did you throw me over your shoulder?” I ask Harry as he looks at me with a grin. “Because I can’t wait for this.” He says as he kisses my lips. I feel his hands on my side and I don’t want him to stop. His lips move down to my neck and suck on the skin there.

 I tilt my head back giving him easier access to my neck. He kisses his way back up and down my jaw line. My breathing becomes quicker, shallower. He looks at me in my eyes. “I’m going to show you that I do love you, with all my heart.” His voice sincere, I nod my head.

 He grabs the hem of my shirt pulling it over and off my head. I look at him, and him at me. His green eyes a dark shade full of lust, and not anger. My shaky hands reach forward unbuttoning his shirt, one by one. Our gaze not breaking, our breathing not slowing down. I push his shirt off his shoulders, and pull his undershirt off as well.

 He looks down and back up. He smiles and captures my lips in an intense, heated kiss. His hands go down to my waistline, grasping the material, he unbuttoned my pants pushing them to the ground around my ankles. I did the same fumbling with the belt he was wearing. He pulled back laughing at me. “Need help?” he asked laughing a bit, his voice soft and sweet. I nod, and he laughs a bit more taking his belt off and unbuttoning his pants.

 I take his hands pushing them away, he unbuttoned his pants, but I’m going to do the rest. I push his pants down his legs, looking into his eyes I push my lips onto his. He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me in close to him. Holding me, kissing me. He steps back looking at me. “So beautiful.” I hear him whisper.

He pushes me gently to the bed climbing on top of me. Harry looks at me with a look of endearment, “I’ve loved you for a very long time, and now that you’re mine, I won’t be able to get enough of you, ever.” Harry says, and I smile at him. He reaches behind me undoing my bra, he moves his hands to my shoulders grabbing the straps of my bra pulling them down my arms. He throws my bra somewhere in the room.

 "I swear I’ll never ever get enough of you Isabelle, I won’t. I’m an insatiable man.” He admits. I shake my head smiling at him. “Harry, I love you more than I thought I ever would, and lucky for you, I’m insatiable too.” I say pouring my heart out to Harry as he did to me.

 Harry smiles and it’s now that I realize that he was and is the only person I will ever love with all my heart. The heart is big enough to love two people at once, and I did, till now.

 Harry kisses my lips, down my neck, down my chest, and down my stomach leaving a searing burn in its wake. My body burned and ached with need. Harry kissed down to the elastic of my underwear, pulling them down my legs, throwing them across the room. He kisses his way back up my body till his lips kiss mine.

 "You’re going to finally believe I love you.” He whispers in my ear. I push his boxers down his legs, and he kicks them the rest of the way off. “I’m going to love you like you deserve to be loved.” His breath hot and thick.

“Harry, I love you.”