"So what are you're plans for the day." I ask Harry.

"This." I can hear the smile on his face without looking up at him.

"Let's do something! I don't want to lay in bed all day." I pout. Even though it is the most relaxing, comforting scenario at the moment, I want to go and do something with Harry now that we both seem to be in amazing moods.

"Don't tell me you don't like this," he smirks and in one move, he's hovering about me, leaving kisses to my jaw and neck.

I let him continue a minute before taking his face in my hands and kissing his lips. "I do like it." I smile.

Harry returns his award-winning dimpled grin before kissing the tip of my nose. "What would you like to do today, Ms. Walker?"

"I don't know, something fun." He lays back to the side of me before I sit up and straddle him. My entire body aches from this mornings activities, but it's not unbearable. "What do you want to do?"

"I'm fine with this." He winks and pulls me down to kiss him again. I love this playful Harry, so I'll do whatever it takes to keep him around.

"We could go to the movies?" I suggest.

"I'd be too tempted to make out with you the entire time." He says and I giggle. "How about I take you into London? We can walk around and just hang out."

"London?" I gasp. It's only a few hours away, but it seems crazy to go somewhere that far away with Harry.

"Yeah," he shrugs. "Did you wanna do something different?"

"No... It's just, I don't even know. Let's go!" I yell and remove myself from his hold on me. I doubt my dad would ever let me go into the city with a boy, but I've already lied to him enough lately about Harry and I, one more little white lie won't kill anyone.

I quickly get up and find my clothes that are scattered around the room to dress myself. "I should probably go home to shower and talk to my dad, I'll call you when I'm ready?"

"I'll be here," he smiles. I begin to walk out of his room when I have all of my things, but he stops me. "Hold on a sec, come here."

I walk back over to Harry and stand between his parted legs as he sits on the edge of his bed. "What?" I frown.

"This morning was amazing. . ." Those butterflies reappear in my stomach when he rests his forehead against mine and laces our fingers together. "I love you."

"I love you too," I smile and quickly kiss him. "I'll see you in a little bit." He kisses my cheek and let's his lips linger a bit before smacking my backside, causing me to giggle. There's the Harry I know.


I walk across his front yard to get to my house, and I try to think of a good excuse for today.

"Hey sweetie, did you have a good time at your friends house last night?" My dad greets me as he sits on the couch with a cup of coffee in one hand, and the newspaper in the other.

"Yeah, me and Alicia had fun. We're actually hanging out in an hour, I just need to shower and change."

"So you won't be home all day?" He questions.

"No, I think we're going to the mall and then meet up with some other girls." I lie. Not bad for just thinking of it on the spot, huh?

"Sounds like fun." He smiles. I feel bad for lying, but he'll flip if he knew what I was actually doing. . . I probably should tell him about having a boyfriend, but he would not like that either. He thinks boys are too much of a distraction. I'll tell him eventually.

I return a smile before going up to my room to grab some clean clothes and get in the shower. Today is going to be fun, just Harry and I, a long car ride and the beautiful city of London.

Once I shower, I put on my skinny jeans, a warm sweater and my boots before braiding my hair and putting on a little mascara. My skin still holds my post coital glow, allowing me not to need any blush or foundation.

I jump at the sound of my phone ringing on my bed. I'm so jumpy lately.

"Hello?" I answer without looking at the name. I'm sure it's Harry though, no one else calls me.

"Hey, look outside your window." I smile when I hear his voice. I do as he says and expect to see him looking through his window, but I'm disappointed to see that it's not. "Wanna go a different day?" He suggests when I watch the rain pour from the gray sky.

"Yeah, we better." I pout. I was really looking forward to today, but walking around London in the rain sounds terrible.

"We can still do something though?"

"Like what?" I cheer up a bit.

"Uh... I have an idea, are you ready?"

"Depends, what do I have to wear for your idea?"

"What you're wearing right now," I can tell he's smirking. I look back out my window and see him standing at his window, looking at me.

"Creep." I laugh.

"I've been called worse, alright meet me outside in five minutes."

He hangs up and I feel excited again. I never know what to expect with Harry, but the last time he surprised me it was a pretty damn good one, so I trust him.


"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" I ask after running to his car to avoid the rain.

"Nope," he smiles and pulls a gray beanie over his hair.

He begins to drive and makes conversation about taking me to London next weekend if it's nice out, and I just enjoy watching his lips move as he talks. I'm so infatuated with this boy.

"And we're here." He announces and I look out the window to see we're at his grandparents cabin. I was so distracted by Harry that I didn't even know where we were going, but I am pleasantly surprised. Our previous time spent here was wonderful, and now that we're on a whole new level, I'm excited to be alone with him here again.

"Is it lame that I thought we could just sit by the fire and watch movies all day?"

"Not at all, sounds perfect actually." I smile. It still amazes me to see how much he's changed since the first time I met him. I love that he is so sweet around me now as opposed to his old rude self.

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"Yep, Louis was my first friend, and everyone kind of hated us at school because we would mess around and tease them." Harry's chuckles radiates through the small cabin.

"Sounds like you." I laugh. "How did you meet the other guys?"

"Well they eventually moved in down the street from us so we all just became friends."

I listen intently as he relives the moment when he met Niall, but soak in this picture perfect moment we are having right now. I'm sitting by a fire covered in blankets, snuggling with Harry Styles. It doesn't get much better than this. We've been sitting err for hours, but I'm not even remotely close to being bored.

"What about you? What were your friends like?" He asks me and I laugh.

"I didn't have very many friends back in Wisconsin. . . I was too much of a nerd. Grace was always my best friend even though we're complete opposites."

"You are kind of a nerd." He teases and tickles my side, causing me to squeal and giggle like a little girl.

"You love it." I smirk and begin tickling him back.

"Hell yeah I do, you got this sexy smart thing going on."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah," he nods slowly before attacking my neck with his lips. A part of me had hoped we would do something when I saw the cabin. I can't believe my own thoughts, but Harry's not the only one who changed. I know I had never even been touched down there before Harry, but I can't get enough of him.

I'm not even surprised by myself anymore when my hands glide down his back and settle on the waistband of his boxers. After this morning, I feel even more comfortable with him than before.

"I want you so bad right now, Adelaide." He breathes against my neck.

"Than take me." I smile and pull his face to mine and kiss him hard.

He smirks, and without taking his intense eyes off mine, slowly starts to unbutton my sweater.

I put my hands on his toned arms as he finishes unbuttoning. He pulls my shirt over my shoulders after pulling the sweater off, and I let go of him to let throw the shirt on the floor. He reaches down to the waistband of my jeans, pops the button, and pulls down the zipper.

“What do you want, Adelaide?” He practically pants.

"Kiss me," I breath and he complies. Leaving soft kisses from my neck to my newly exposed chest and all the way down my front. Hooking his thumbs into my jeans, he gently pulls them and my panties down my legs.

His mouth moves the my leg and he kisses all the way up to the apex of my thighs.

"Harry," I breath, fisting my hands in his hair.

He finally moves his mouth to my already aching core and unleashes his expert tongue. I groan and pull on his hair harder. He doesn’t stop, his tongue circling my core, driving me insane, on and on, round and round.

“Harry, please,” I beg. I need relief, now, and I don't want it to be this way. He doesn’t stop his sweet, exquisite torture. I moan loudly.

“Please.” I repeat and he finally stops. He stands up and gazes at me, and his lips glisten from my arousal.

“I’m still dressed.” He smirks and puts his hands on his hips. I smile back and pull the shirt off his torso before moving to his pants. Hm, this gives me a good idea.

I drop to my knees in front of him. I undo his waistband and fly, then pull down his jeans and boxers, and he springs free. Wow. He steps out of his jeans and pulls off his socks, and I take hold of him in my hand and squeeze tightly, pushing my hand back and forth.

He groans and tenses, and his breath hisses through clenched teeth. Very tentatively, I put him in my mouth and suck—hard.

"Jesus Christ, Addie," he breathes.

He cups my head, and I push him deeper into my mouth, pressing my lips together as tightly as I can, sheathing my teeth, and sucking hard.

“Fuck,” he hisses. The soft noises leaving his mouth do bad things to me, they're so sexy, so I do it again, pulling his length deeper, swirling my tongue around the end.

“Let's go to the bedroom.” He suggests with a shaky voice, but I don't stop. I'm going to make him beg like he made me.

“Adelaide, you’ve made your point,” he grunts through gritted teeth. "I don't want to come in your mouth."

I do it once more, and he bends down, grasps me around the waist, hauls me to the bedroom just across the cabin, and tosses me on the bed. He leaves me alone in the room for a second before coming back with a foil package that I remember so well now. Oh, am I excited.

“Take your bra off,” he orders. I sit up and un clasp the clothing, smirking at him as I throw it off to the side.

I lie down, gazing up at him as he slowly rolls the condom on. I want him so badly. He stares down at me and bites his bottom lip.

“You're so fucking hot, baby.” He bends over the bed and slowly crawls up and over me, kissing me as he goes.

Gazing at me, he pushes my legs apart with his and moves so that he’s hovering above me. Without taking his eyes off mine, he sinks into me at a slow pace.

"Does it still hurt?" He asks and I shake my head quickly. This time it feels even better, actually. I close my eyes, relishing the fullness, the exquisite feeling of his possession, instinctively tilting my hips up to meet him, groaning loudly.

He eases back and very slowly fills me again. My fingers find their way into his unruly hair again, and he continues his movements.

“Shit, Harry” I moan with my growing pleasure. I start to quicken, my legs tensing beneath him as he thrusts harder and faster than before.

“Come on, baby,” he gasps. “I want you to come before me."

His words undo me, and I clench around him in a mind blowing orgasm. I've only had a few, all belonging to Harry, but this has to be the most intense.

“Adelaide! Oh fuck, Addie!” He yells as he climaxes, pressing into me one more time before he collapses on top of me, his head buried in my neck.

"Mmm," I hum in appreciation.

"Go to sleep, baby." Harry whispers and kisses the top of my head. It's not long before I drift off with his arms still wrapped around me.

Notes

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