Bedroom Floor (Harry Styles)

Chapter 106: It's the final countdown

31st December 2018

these past few days have been AMAZING in New York with harry and i still have a week left to relax. it's been so special, we've been out on dates, we've stayed in and binge watched movies. we still haven't had sex though, not since we've been back together. and i'm not really sure why, it's like he stops himself going any further than just touching and kissing.

"morning baby." he rasped pressing his member against my bum, i arched my back and pressed my bum onto him a little harder making him moan. he wrapped his arms around my waist a little tighter and slipped his arm through the space between the bed and the crook of my neck and wrapped his arms around my neck holding me to his body.

"happy new year's eve" he whispered making me smile, i turned my head slightly to him and he pressed his lips against mine.

"what are we doing today??" i asked him turning all the way around to face him
"we can go shopping again?? you said you wanted to buy some gifts for the girls didn't you? when they come to see you and perform with you on the last night of madison square gardens??" he asked running his fingers softly down my thigh.
"yeah, i want to buy them matching rings" i smiled, he made a face at me so i elaborated "it's for a song, and plus.. they deserve a gift" i smiled at him, slowly tracing my index acrylic nails over his butterfly tattoo on his lower chest making him smile. he grabs my hand and stops me from tracing his tattoo, "i love you" he whispered and leaned forward. i pressed my lips to his and push him back so i'm straddling his waist. he moans once i start grinding on him, he is only dressed in a pair of white calvin kleins. i'm in a oversized hoodie. just a hoodie, no bra, no knickers.
"baby..." he said softly as our eyes connected "i want to, i really want to. but.. we need to get ready and go shopping"

i pouted like a baby making him smile "i want our first time having sex together to be special.. especially after us just getting back together. i don't just want it to be morning sex... it needs to be special"

"when did you become such a hopeless romantic??" i grinned down at him, he raised his hips up to meet mine and bit his lip "when i first laid eyes on you."
"that's a lie." i chuckled at him and he smirked "i'm being serious. all those years ago. 2010. you were beautiful then." he smiled "i didn't start to properly fancy you until 2013 but it was obvious you and liam was madly in love— i couldn't do that to him. no matter how much i fancied the arse off of you"

"you fancied me in 2013??" i asked looking down at him.
he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs and nodded "yeah i did." he then looked back up at my eyes "i thought i made it pretty obvious to be fair" he smiled slowly making me smile too.
i furrowed my brows at him "i don't think you did" i shook my head making him giggle "don't you remember? at the san siro??" he smiled ever brighter making me grin and zone out.

*flashback*
"don't forget where you belllooonnngggg, ooohhhhh.
don't forget where you bellloooonnnggggg, ooohhhh. if you ever feellll alllllonnneeee, dooo-oohhnnttt you're never on your ooowwwnnn" the boys harmonise perfectly "and the proof is iiinnnn this sooonnggg" zayn finishes it off harmonising.
i sit and watch the boys in the vocal room backstage as they warm up their voices.
i sigh and get my phone out scrolling through my instagram, harry had recently liked a photo of me on a bikini from a few day's ago that liam took of me around the private pool at our hotel.

i hear the boys start singing the acapella version of strong.
i get up feeling emotional and walk out of the room feeling everyone's eyes on me. loosing a baby is so heartbreaking, i've lost liam and i's child. that feeling is the worst feeling in the world and i hate it.

i go and sit on the stage exactly where the boys appear so that i'm right at the top of the stage in the centre looking out at the thousands and thousands of seats.