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Too Much

Chapter 28

It's been three days since Harry and I have decided to forget about my confession of love. I guess things have gone back to normal, but in my mind I'm still fighting with the fact that he doesn't think he's deserving of my love.

All of this, whatever we're doing, is meaningless without love. Call me old fashion, but I don't see a point in dating someone if I know they'll never feel the same way about me. But then again, I think deep down Harry does love me. Alicia even said it; he wouldn't still be next to me, holding my hand as we walk into school everyday after everything if he didn't have some type of strong feelings for me. So that is why I'm still here, holding it out until he can understand that I love him.

I've been hanging out with Alicia and the girls more this week, and although they are very different from me, their company is much appreciated. They know Harry and about our problems, so it's easy to talk to them about it. It's nice actually having friends to discuss my relationship ordeals with, especially since I have nothing to go off of.


"Will you stay tonight?" I ask Harry as he drops me off at my house. We had just driven back from Eleanor's house.

"Isn't your dad back home?"

"Crap.. Yeah" I pout. Before Harry, I never minded sleeping alone, I actually liked it. But ever since that first night I stayed at his house, I would much rather fall asleep in his arms. It's comforting having him so close.

"You can stay at mine? Just tell him you're spending the night at Alicia's."

"Okay." I agree.

He parks his car and takes my hand until we get to his room so I can change into some comfier clothes. It's also become routine for him to let me wear in his shirt because he just sleeps in his boxers. I love it, his scent remains on the fabric, and it has become one of my favorites.

"I'm exhausted baby, aren't you?" His raspy voice hits my cheek before he presses a quick peck to the soft skin.

"Same here." I yawn. "Good night Harry." I reply and snuggle into him further. Eventually his breathing evens out and I'm quick to drift off soon after.

When I wake up, I panic when my boyfriend isn't in bed with me. My eyes search the room, but he's no where to be found. I begin to worry, but a wave of relief runs through me when I hear him cough in the bathroom across the hall.

"Why are you up so early?" I ask when he returns. He slides under the covers again and rests his hand on my waist.

"I don't know really." He shrugs. It's Saturday, so I don't know why he would be up at seven in the morning.

"Did you get any sleep?" I notice the tiredness around his green eyes.

"Not really, I woke up at like one and just couldn't fall back asleep."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I frown. He still looks exhausted, and I feel like something's going on. He almost looks sad or depressed. "What's wrong Harry?" I ask with a frown still plastered on my face. I feel the need to make sure he's okay 24/7... I guess love does crazy things to you.

"I'm okay." And I'm not convinced.

"Talk to me." I plead and brush a lone curl away from his forehead.

"You were talking in your sleep, Addie." He says. At first I think it's a joke, but his face shows worry and no hint of humor. Uh oh, this can't be good. I didn't even know I talked in my sleep...

My brow creases with curiosity. "What did I say?"

"You said you loved me..."

"Okay? I don't get it, you already knew that." I say carefully. For his sake, I haven't said the L word again since our little fight the day after I got drunk.

"Is that in the past tense now?" His voice is quiet and filled with worry and anxiety. My heart throbs for him, I don't know what his deal is but he's obviously having a tough time with all of this love talk.

“No, Harry, it’s not. I still love you.” He gazes at me, and he looks so vulnerable as he exhales.

“Good,” he murmurs.

I’m shocked by his admission. He’s had a change of heart. When I told him I loved him before, he was horrified. In fact, he yelled at me and left me standing alone at school.

"Harry, what's going on with you?" I have to ask. He seems so out of it this morning, not his typical rough and tough self.

"I just don't want to lose you." He says and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"You're not going to, I'm not going anywhere." I smile to help him feel better. He exhales with relief as I nudge my nose against his. "Honestly, I'm surprised you're still here." If we're confessing, I might as well tell him the truth.

"Why?" He frowns.

"Because we haven't had sex.." I admit quietly. I instantly feel embarrassed for saying it, but I know I can tell him anything.

He looks a little offended, but his quickness to respond comforts me. "Addie, I know I wasn't all for the monogamous, long-term relationships before I met you, but I've changed. I need you more than I need sex, you're more important to me than all that." He states confidentially, leaving me speechless. If that isn't a declaration of his love, than I don't know what is.

"I love you Harry." I say for the first time in days. I'm not going to hide it anymore, I love this man.

"I don't know why." He snorts.

"Why do you think you're not worthy enough? Harry, you're a good guy. You've helped me through all of the crap my parents have been putting me through, you make me happy... Please, I'm begging you to understand that."

"I just want to be better for you. I want to please you, it's just hard." I know he's referring to reciprocating the "I love you," but he won't say that.

"I never know what you’re thinking. Sometimes you’re so closed off with me." I admit. He's always holding something back. Whether I know what that something is or not, I hate that he doesn't express his feelings fully.

His eyes pierce mine with intensity. "I can't read you either."

"Well then I'll tell you." I decide to save him the chore of guessing by telling him exactly what I'm thinking. "I love you more than you know. You've done so much for me. You've been here for me this whole time, and I can't thank you enough." I take his face in my hands and kiss him on the lips before speaking again.

"I know how you feel about me.." I say against his lips. "You love me,” I whisper and lean back to look at him. His eyes widen and his mouth opens. He takes a huge breath as if winded. He looks vulnerable again.

“Yes,” he whispers. “I do."

My heart races and I feel like I'm going to pass out from his confession. His eyes remain on mine, and I feel frozen. I don't know how to react. I'm more than happy that he's finally admitted it, but I'm curious as to why it took him so long to say it. I'm extremely surprised still that someone, besides my family, might love me, but most of all, I just want to savor this perfect moment.

My heart pounds as I touch his neck with my lips in a slow, passionate kiss. Harry looks down with surprise, and then his eyes softened with the realization of what I wanted.

He leans down, pressing his lips against mine with a new sweetness. The warmth from his lips traveled all the way to my toes, and I pull him closer to me. Now that we had taken the first step, I have no intention of stopping there.

I parted my lips, letting Harry's tongue find its way to mine. “I want you,” I tell him.

Suddenly, the kiss slows, and he begins to pull away. Determined to finish what I had started, my mouth keeps working against his more anxiously.

He gripped each of my shoulders to pull me back from his mouth. “Wait,” he whispered, breathing hard.

“We don’t have to do this, Addie. That isn't why I said it.” He's holding back, but I can see it in his eyes that his self-control won't last long. I appreciate his willingness to abstain, but I can't wait any longer.

I leaned in again, and this time his arms gave way just enough for me to brush my lips against his. It took me a moment to say the words, but I finally built up the courage to say them. “I'm ready now,” I whispered against his mouth.

With those three words, his reservations vanished. He kissed me, hard and eager. My fingers ran down the length of his back and settled on the elastic of his boxers, nervously running along the fabric. His tongue found its way to mine once again, and when I gained the courage to slide my hand between his skin and the boxers, he groaned. Harry yanked my T-shirt over my head, and then his hand impatiently traveled down my side, gripping my panties and slipping them down my legs with one hand.

His mouth returned to mine once more as his hand slid up the inside of my thigh, and I let out a long, staggered breath when his fingers wandered between the apex of my thighs. When I dug my fingers into his back, he positioned himself above me.

"Harry," I moaned. The presence of this new emotion between us has somehow made this different than all of the other times we've done this. It's so much more intense, as crazy as that sounds.

“Addie,” he said, panting, “it doesn’t have to be right now. I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

I reached for his jeans on the floor and opened it his wallet to grab a condom, pulling it open when I found one. His free hand left my back, and then he pulled his boxers down, kicking them off and throwing them on the floor. "I want to, Harry." I smile and kiss him before handing him the foil package.

I hear the package rip, and after a few moments, I feel him between my thighs. My eyes clamped shut with reservation, but I wasn't going to stop him now.

“Look at me, Adelaide.”

I did as he said, and his eyes were intent and soft at the same time. He tilted his head, leaning down to kiss me softly, and then his body tensed, pushing himself inside of me in a small, slow movement.

"Oh fuck," he muttered against my neck. "You feel so good Addie." He groans as his head rolls back with pleasure.

When he pulled back, I bit my lip with the discomfort; when he rocked into me again, I clenched my eyes shut with the pain. My thighs tightened around his hips, and he kissed me again. It doesn't hurt as bad as everyone makes it out to be, but it's an odd sensation.

"You're so tight, baby, I'm not gonna last long." His breath hitches before his mouth moved to my neck. He let out a few groans before kissing my lips again.

“Look at me,” he whispers.

When I opened my eyes, he pressed inside me again, and I cried out his name with the wonderful burning it caused.

Once I relaxed, the motion of his body against mine was more rhythmic. The nervousness I had felt in the beginning had disappeared.

Harry grabbed at my hips as if he couldn’t get enough of my body. I pulled him into me, and he moaned when the way it felt became too much.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Addie. You’re all I want,” he breathed against my mouth.
He grabbed my thigh with one hand and propped himself up with his elbow, just inches above me. "Yeah, baby,"

My back arched as his lips traced my jaw and then followed a single line down my neck.

“Harry,” I sighed.

"Shit, baby you feel so good." His movements are becoming much more rapid and rigid. The noises leaving his mouth are growing louder and more frequent.

"It feels so good, don't stop" I moan and fist my hands in his hair. I don't care how desperate I sound, I can't stop the growing pleasure running through my body.

"I'm gonna... I'm gonna come baby." He pressed into me one last time before stilling and groaning loudly. I can feel his length twitch inside of me, and it ignites my own release.

Harry collapsed beside me and pulled me to his chest as he let his breathing even out.

"That was amazing, Addie." He breaths. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great." I try to catch my own breath as I come down from my orgasm. I'm better than great actually. I don't think I would have changed anything. He never ceases to amaze me by the way he is so gentle and caring to me.

"I love you, Addie." He finally says the words before kissing the top of my head.

"I love you too, Harry." I kiss his bare collarbone and let my eyelids fall, just taking in this perfect moment.

Notes

Another double update today because I just found out this story is the second fan fiction on the 'popular stories' page! I'm so happy & grateful! :) thanks for helping me get there everyone!! ily xx

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Comments

Love this Story. Have read it 3-4 times now and I still Love it. :)

Lynn Lynn
3/18/18

sorry. sometimes i can replace these names with Tessa, Hardin, Landon, etc. I really liked your style but not too original.. x

Ekaterina Ekaterina
7/4/17

Hi, can i use this story please. Its really good

who the fuck is Blaire?

dukecrazie dukecrazie
9/11/16

Amazing story.
read it all in 1 day, guess you could say l'm a little bit addicted.
can't help it, it was too good :)
xx