Unexpected Love

Chapter Twenty Seven

One whole month of loving Harry Styles. He was so perfect, always getting up early to make us breakfast before we went to work. He understood my work schedule and I understood his, and we always tried to make time for each other at the weekends, going on romantic dates and spending quality time together. When I was with him, I was at my happiest. The first time we went out in public together, I was terrified. I knew not everyone would be accepting of our relationship, but I was ready to fight that battle with Harry. Our first proper date together, we went to a fancy restaurant for dinner. As we sat at the table, chatting about our lives, I found myself falling more and more in love with him. For New Year, we met up with Niall, Liam and Zayn to watch the fireworks and celebrate everything that had happened in the last twelve months. For me, the year had been crazy, I started the year with Eleanor, who I thought I would go on to marry, only to meet Harry and have my life changed forever. Now, here I was, having known Harry for a whole year, and enjoying every moment that we were able to spend together.

"Good morning," I whispered, as his eyes fluttered open. His curly locks covered his face, and I swept them away before planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "I'll never get used to waking up next to you."

"Well, you better, I'm not going anywhere," he replied, sitting up slightly.

"I thought I'd return the favour and make you breakfast instead," I said, handing him the tray with a selection of cereals on.

"I wouldn't call this making breakfast," he laughed, winking at me. I shook my head and pouted at him; I knew he wouldn't be able to resist it. "Aw I'm sorry, I'm only joking. I'm very grateful that you tried." I rolled my eyes at him, laughing along and taking a bowl. I poured some Cheerios and milk into the bowl and grabbed a spoon. Harry chose Cornflakes, and I watched as he sprinkled a spoonful of sugar over the bowl.

"Wow, Harry, do you want any cereal with that sugar?"

"Oh, be quiet," he laughed, sticking his tongue out at me. After breakfast, I carried the tray downstairs, Harry trailing behind me. "Nice view," he smirked, referencing the fact I was still only wearing my boxers.

"Glad you like it," I replied, winking at him. Once I'd put the tray down, he wrapped his arms around me from behind, and I could feel him press himself up against me.

"Stop teasing me," he whispered in my ear, allowing his warm breath to send a shiver down my spine. He squeezed me slightly, pressing himself against me even more. His lips brushed my neck, and I closed my eyes as the pleasure of his touch took over my body. Suddenly, he bit down, his teeth gripping my skin. My breath caught in my chest. As his tongue started to poke at my neck, he started to suck the same place where he had bitten. His hands held my hips, and as he sucked at my sweet spot, a soft moan escaped my lips. He sucked harder, before releasing his grip and gently kissing his way up my neck towards my ear.

"Oh, Harry..." I mumbled, as I gripped the kitchen counter to steady myself. My knees started to go weak as I felt him smile as his lips moved up my neck. When he got to my ear, he nibbled at the lobe, causing me to moan again.

"You have no idea how much I want you right now," he whispered, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up. He spun me around so that I was facing him, our bodies still pressed together. I could feel him against me and knowing that I excited him turned me on even more. I pressed my lips against his, as he lifted me up so that I was sat on the counter. He opened my legs, so I wrapped them around him, pulling him closer towards me. His hands brushed up and down my thighs, and I could feel myself getting bigger as his hands travelled further up my thighs. He slid one hand under my boxers, and for a second, I stopped breathing completely. I wrapped my arms around his neck, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him down slightly. As our lips continued to crash together once again, his tongue started to dance around my mouth. As I pulled his hair a little, he let out a moan, causing me to smile into the kiss. "Upstairs. Now," he breathed, lifting me up and carrying me towards the stairs. As soon as his foot touched the first step, the front door swung open. I opened my eyes to see Liam staring directly at us, a look of horror across his face. Harry and I jumped apart, both of our faces turning bright red. The three of us stood there, not knowing how to handle this situation.