Bad Memories

Chapter 7 – Give back for the First Date

I woke up at seven to get ready for mine and Harry breakfast date. I decide that I’ll make some sort of effort for him. So I put on a dress for him since today was meant to be a little warmer than usual. I even put on a little bit of make-up and flat girly shoes. I didn’t know what I was doing, but the make-up was really to help hide my bruise on my face. I walked out of my room to see the house was still a mess from my dad last night. I grabbed my bag, phone and put my denim jacket on before waiting outside for Harry so he didn’t try to come in. As I was waiting for him outside I felt uncomfortable in the dress and it was not short since it went to my knees. I checked the time on my phone and it was five pasted eight.

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I sighed and then I got a message:

Harry Styles

I’m so sorry beautiful that I’m running late. I’ll be there soon xx

I smiled, because I started to think he forgotten or changed his mind about me. I shake my head to get rid of them thoughts completely. I fixed my dress again as I waited for him to get here. Not long after I fixed my dress for the tenth time Harry pulls up. He gets out of his car and ran up to me, “I’m so sorry that I’m late,” he apologized to me. I smiled at him, “it alright Harry,” I tell him. He smiled at me and then he noticed that I’m wearing a dress, because he looked me up and down. I started to feel more uncomfortable, “wow you look really beautiful,” he says. He kissed me lightly, “but you didn’t have to put make-up on,” he added.

“I did it to cover my bruise up,” I tell him. Harry smiled as he shook his head, “I don’t care about that, but I know you did it so people wouldn’t look and ask questions about it,” he says. Harry takes my hand and leads me over to his car. He opened the door for me, “ready for breakfast?” he asked me as I got in the car. I nodded as he shut the door and ran over to his side of the car. I put my seat belt on and he did the same, “I don’t think I’ve seen you in a dress at work,” he smiled. I smiled back, “I don’t wear them,” I admitted. I pull my dress down, “so you wore one for me?” he wondered. I gave him a small nod, “you should wear them more often, because it makes you look beautiful. Not that you need it, but I like how you can see your naked legs,” he tells me. He leans over and kissed my cheek, “let go on that date now,” he added.

I didn’t know where Harry was talking me for breakfast. Then I noticed that we driving to the other side of town, “where are we going Harry?” I asked him. He smiled at me, “just a nice little place,” he replied. I shake my head a little as I smiled, “why do you never tell me where we going?” I wondered. Harry grabbed my hand, “because I like to surprise you,” he tells me. Harry bit his bottom lip, “we are nearly there,” he added.

We arrived at a pancake house, “they have the best pancakes in town,” Harry tells me. He gets out of the car and ran to my side and opens the door for me. I smiled at him as I got out, “your being a gentlemen,” I say as Harry took my hand. He locked up his car, “well I have a beautiful lady next to me,” he smiled. Harry took me inside and it smelled sweet. He takes me over to a booth, “so what would you like?” he asked me as I picked up the menu. I noticed Harry didn’t picks his up, “strawberries and cream,” I tell him. He smiled at me, “that the one I’m getting,” he says.

“Really? I thought you’ll would have picked the banana one,” I wondered. Harry shakes his head no, “I may love my bananas, but I do eat other fruit,” he replied. I laughed a little bit as the waitress came over, “what can I get you?” she asked. I stopped laughing, “two strawberries and cream pancakes and two cups of tea,” Harry ordered. I smiled at him as the waitress wrote it down and left. Harry noticed that I was smiling at him, “dose it still hurt to smile?” he questioned. I shake my head no, “are you lying to me?” Harry asked. I shake my head no again and Harry smiled, “but laughing still hurts,” I tell him.

“Dam, because I got some great jokes to tell you,” he joked. I laughed a little bit, “ok give me one,” I smiled. Harry thinks for a second, “knock knock,” he started. I shake my head, “who’s there?” I asked. Harry smiled big and I thought it was cute, “cow,” he says. I can’t believe Harry was telling me a knock knock joke, “cow who?” I questioned. Harry started laughing, “no a cow goes moo,” he replied. I laughed as I shook my head, “Harry that was a bad dad joke,” I tell him. Harry kept laughing a little, “but you still laughed,” he pointed out. I stopped laughing as I looked at him, “that true, but I told you laughing still hurt,” I pointed out. Harry looked down, “but you wanted me to tell you a joke,” he says. I grabbed his hand as he smiled at me, “I know and it was a bad joke,” I smiled.

We ate our pancakes and went off to work. When we walked in June was behind the counter, “Is that Lucy in a dress?” she smiled. I felt my cheeks go red as I nodded, “what have you done to this girl Harry? I never seen Lucy in a dress,” June wondered. I looked at Harry, “I really don’t know,” he smiled. I shake my head as I went in the back to put my bag away. Harry comes up behind me as he place his hands on my waist, “you do look really beautiful in this dress,” he whispered in my ear. He kissed my neck as he lightly runs his fingers over the scar on my shoulder, “how did you get this scar beautiful?” he wondered. I grabbed his hand, “I fell out of a tree,” I lied. It was the time my dad nearly killed me when I was thirteen. I looked at him as he kissed me, “better get to work,” he sighed. I smiled a little, “Harry can you move the boxes near the backdoor!” June shouted.

“Why do I have to get the boxes?” Harry whined. I kissed him, “I could get the boxes if you want,” I tell him. Harry shakes his head, “no. You will hurt yourself,” he tells me. He kissed me, “even tho I would love to see you bend over in that dress,” he smirked. I pushed him away, “go get the boxes now Styles or I will never wear a dress again,” I tell him. Harry quickly ran off to go get the boxes and I watched him bend over to pick one up, “stop looking beautiful,” he says as he shakes his bottom. I laughed a little bit as I walked over to him. I placed my hands on his hips to stop him, “you need to stop that so I can get to work,” I say. I kissed his cheek before I walked away to get my apron and wash my hands.

I went out to serve customers with June, “so did you wear the dress for Harry?” she asked me. I gave her a small nod, “um yesterday when Niall was here. You said about time after Niall told you we were together. What did you mean by that?” I wondered. June smiled at me, “I’ve seen the way Harry looked at you all the time and tried so hard to talk you even when you shut him out. Then just one day you let him in and you were happy,” she tells me. I looked down and smiled, “what are you ladies talking about?” Harry asked as he came out.

“Just you dear,” June replied as she went into the back. I looked at Harry, “can I ask you something?” I questioned. Harry comes closer to me and nodded for me to continue, “June just told me that you used to look at me all the time. Can I ask why?” I asked. Harry smiled, “don’t take this wrong, but I still thought you were beautiful even with the sad look in your eyes. And even when you were taking it out on a piece of dough,” he admitted. I kissed him, “guys. Their food and children around,” we heard Liam say. We turned around to notice that he was coving Niall’s eyes, “I’m not a child,” Niall whined. Liam uncovers his eyes, “and I can’t believe Niall was telling the truth about you two,” Liam says. Harry and I looked at Niall, “I may have told him, but you said it didn’t matter since Louis knows,” Niall reminds us.

“That’s true,” Harry smiled. Liam looked at me, “Niall also told me something else,” Liam says as he looked at me. Harry looked at me too, “it true,” Harry tells him. Liam nodded, “and she fine now. Just healing,” Harry added. He wrapped an arm around me, “ok. Me and Liam are here for lunch,” Niall says. I smiled at him as I served him and Liam. When they were leaving, “so Lu are you coming to Louis match this weekend?” Niall asked me. I nodded, “going to wear his jersey?” he added. I nodded again as they left. Harry pulled me to him, “sorry about Niall telling Liam. He kinda has to,” Harry apologized. I gave him a smile, “it ok. I understand,” I tell him. I think he tells Liam everything, because of his nightmares. Harry kissed the side of my head before we went back to work.

June asked Harry and I to close up since she had to be somewhere and Lisa was sick. As I was cleaning the benches and Harry was sweeping the floor. There was a knock at the backdoor of the bakery. I looked at Harry, “stay there,” he tells me. He walked over to the backdoor and opens it slowly, “can I help you?” he asked. I couldn’t see who he was talking to, “I’m here to pick up a cake,” I heard a man say. I noticed a box on one of the benches and so does Harry as the man handed him a piece of paper. Harry picks up the box and hands it over to the man, “thank you,” the man says. Harry closed and locked the door, “June failed to mention that,” Harry smiled. I smiled back, “maybe she getting too old,” I joked. Harry comes over to me, “that not nice. Don’t forget you’re older than me,” he pointed out.

“Wow I’m a cradle snatcher,” I smirked. Harry wrapped his arms around me, “but my cradle snatcher,” he smirked back. I kissed him, “we should get back to work, before the other Harry comes out,” he tells me. I kissed him again, “maybe I want the other Harry to come out,” I say. Harry pulled me into June’s and Lisa’s office, “you sure you want the other Harry to come out, because this Harry scared that he will hurt you again,” he admitted. I nodded, “and you know it the first sign of madness to talk about yourself in the third person,” I smiled. Harry kissed me as he walked me backwards into a desk. I tugged at his shirt and he pulled it over his head. Then he looked down at me and my dress, “pants first before you think about taking off my dress,” I tell him. Harry quickly took his pants off nearly tripping over himself. I laughed a little bit before he grabbed the bottom of my dress. He pulled it over my head and throwing it with his clothes, “on the desk,” he tells me. I jumped onto the desk as Harry stood between my legs. He pulled me closer to him as he started to kiss down my neck. He found my sweet spot straight away, “oh god Harry,” I moaned.

“You know there is no turning back now,” he smirked against my skin. I pulled his face up to mine and kissed him hard, “I know,” I say on his lips. Harry’s hands travelled up the sides of my thighs to my knickers. He pulled on them a little bit before he stuck his hand down the front of them. He started to rub my button slowly, “you’re going to cum before me tonight,” he growled in my ear. I grabbed his hip as he got a little bit faster, “baby lay back a bit,” he tells me. I leaned back on my elbows and forgot the pain in my side. Harry pulled my knickers off and kissed up my leg. He leaned over me as he slowly put two fingers in me. I moaned as he curled his fingers inside of me, “fuck Harry,” I moaned. He does it over and over again as he kissed me. His palm rubbed against my button as he kept going. I knew I was about to cum soon and I could tell Harry knew it too. Harry dug his fingers deep into me and I came screaming his name. I laid back on the desk as I caught my breath. Harry kissed up my body carefully to my lips. He kissed me over and over again, “how was that?” he asked on my lips.

“That was great,” I smiled. Harry helps me sit up, “but now it your turn,” I added. Harry kept me on the desk so I pulled him closer to me. I pulled his boxers down to his knees and wrapped my hand around his already hard member. I slowly started pumping him making sure I went to the tip. Harry dug his fingers into my thighs as I got faster with him. He started swearing as I kissed his chest. I got faster with Harry as he threw his head back, “fuck I’m not going to last,” he groaned. I kissed up his neck as Harry looked at me. He kissed me as I felt his member twitch in my hand. He buried his face into my neck as he came swearing uncontrollably. I gave him a couple more pumps as he came down from his orgasm. He kissed my neck before looking at me, “that was great,” he smiled. He grabbed the box of tissues from the desk and cleaned us both up. He help me off the desk and gives me my dress, “and knickers please,” I tell him. Harry smirked at me, “nope,” he says. I raised an eyebrow at him as I put my dress on. Harry put his clothes back on and still don’t give me my knickers back, “Harry please can I have my knickers,” I begged. Harry pulled me to him, “well since you asked nicely. I’ll think about it,” he smiled. I pouted, “why do you want keep them?” I wondered.

“I don’t know. I think I like to see you beg,” he smirked. I pushed him away and left the office. I started cleaning up the benches again as Harry came out of the office. I ignored him as I continued to clean up, “beautiful I’m keeping them until I get my boxers back,” he tells me. I turned around to face him, “what if I don’t give them back?” I questioned. He smiled, “than you don’t get your knickers back,” he replied. Harry put my knickers in his pocket of jeans as I went back to cleaning up.

When we were done we went outside to Harry’s car, “are you going to be alright tonight?” I asked him. He looked down, “I should be we start at eleven and finish at four. Unless we take a long lunch break then we probably work later,” he tells me. I laughed a little bit, “and we got the same shift on Friday too,” he added. He smiled at me, “just remember to bring clothes for the weekend on Friday,” he tells me. I nodded, “I should pack extra knickers if you’re going to keep stealing them,” I smiled. Harry laughed a little bit as we got into his car.

Thursday went quick and it was Friday. I got up early to have a shower to shave everywhere. I went in my room and got dressed in black shorts and a black and white singlet. I grabbed my shoes and put them on. I grabbed out my overnight bag and started packing it with clothes for the weekend. I also grabbed my phone charger and bathroom stuff to put in my bag. When I was coming back from the bathroom I noticed that my dad was still home. He noticed me as he was putting on his work boots, “good morning,” he smiled. My dad could be nice when he had no alcohol in him, “morning,” I smiled back. I quickly went into my room and put my stuff away. I brushed my hair and put it up in a half ponytail. I heard my dad leave for work so I decided that I would wait for Harry outside.

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Harry picked me up and we went to work. June and Lisa where both there, “morning you two,” June smiled. We both said morning back as we went to get our aprons, “so I was thinking about tonight. I thought I could cook for you again and we could watch movies,” Harry tells me. I smiled as I put my bag away, “that sounds great. What movies were you thinking of?” I wondered. I grabbed my apron, “maybe another horror and whatever you like,” he smiled as he grabbed his apron. I put mine on, “really another horror?” I questioned. Harry nodded as he turned me around to tie up my apron, “I like it when you cling to me,” he says.

“But I hate horrors,” I pouted. Harry kissed my neck, “but I’ll be there for you,” he whispered. I lean back into him as he wrapped his arms around me, “you know you don’t have to watch a horror movie for me to cling to you,” I tell him. I felt him smile, “ok. We won’t watch a horror if it scares you that much,” Harry says. He kissed my neck again, “thank you,” I smiled. I turned around to face him and gave him a quick kiss, before I turned him around. I tied up his apron for him, “thanks beautiful,” Harry says. He turned back around and kissed me as he pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he deepened the kiss. I stopped when my chest started to hurt, “you alright?” Harry asked. I gave him a weak smile, “you’re hurting aren’t you?” he questioned. I gave him a small nod, “take some pain killers please,” he begged. He got the pain killers out of my bag and got a glass of water. He handed me two pain killers and I put them straight in my mouth. He handed me the glass of water and I drink some. He put his lips to mine as I swallow. He moved back as he placed my face between his hands, “you know I was reading about broken ribs. Your meant to be resting and not at work for at least two weeks,” he tells me. He kissed my forehead, “I’m alright and work not demanding,” I tell him.

“And also were not meant to do what we do. Like the other night. You can get really sick from this,” he says. I could tell that he was worried, “ok,” I say. He kissed my forehead again, “it looks like other Harry staying for a while until I know that you’re healed,” he tells me. I gave him a small nod, “better get to work than,” he smiled.

We walked back out to the front, “Lucy how do you feel about making a wedding cake?” Lisa asked me. I looked shocked at her, “it needs to be done by Monday,” she added. I nodded my head, “well you can get started today,” she tells me. Lisa hands me the design of the cake and I go back at the back of the shop. Harry joined me to help me, “ok I need to make royal icing. So I need the pure icing sugar, eggs and the lemon juice,” I tell Harry. He runs off to go get them as I walked over to a bench. I grabbed out a bowl, measuring spoons and cups, sifter, and the mixer. Harry placed the ingredients on the bench, “can you get the food colouring and see if we have any glycerine?” I asked him. Harry looked confused at me, “it should be on the bottle,” I tell him. He ran off as I started to sift the pure icing sugar into the bowl.

He came back as I finished sifting the pure icing sugar for the second time, “found it,” he smiled as he put it down. I grabbed another bowl and carefully put egg whites in it. Harry watched me closely, “can you mix that please?” I asked him. He set up the mixer and started mixing the egg whites as I slowly put in the pure icing sugar in. When that was all in I added some lemon juice in. Harry kept mixing until I told him to stop, “can you grab some wooden spoons and the cling wrap please,” I tell him. I got out some small bowls out and put them on the bench. Harry came back with the wooden spoons and the cling wrap. I added couple of drops of the glycerine to the icing mixture and Harry stirred it. Then I divided the icing mixture and added colour to them.

I started making roses out of the icing mixture as Harry watched me closely, “you’re really good at this,” Harry says. I smiled at him, “I’ve been doing it for a while now. June and Lisa can’t do it anymore,” I tell him. Harry kissed the side of my head before June called him. He ran off to see what she wanted as I continued to make the roses.

I was done when Harry came back, “ok in lunch time,” he smiled. I nodded as I got up, “so where do you want to go?” I asked him. Harry takes off my apron, “I thought we go to the park again,” he replied. He puts my apron up with his as he grabbed my bag, “I also thought we could get some fish and chips,” he added. I smiled as he puts my bag on his shoulder, “I like that and my bag looks great on you,” I teased. Harry grabbed my hand, “well my clothes look great on you,” he says.

We had lunch at the park and Harry still carried my bag. When we got back to the bakery Lisa was talking to man in the back. Harry and I quickly washed our hands and put our aprons on. We went out the front to see no one there. Harry made me sit down, “where June?” I wondered. Harry shrugged his shoulders, “and who that man?” I added. Harry shrugged his shoulders again, “anyway. What do you want for dinner?” he asked.

“Um I don’t know,” I replied. Harry smiled, “well we got to go to the shops to get food anyway,” he tells me. I smiled, “I feel like chicken,” I says. Harry put his hands on my thighs, “what about honey chicken and some rice?” he suggested. I nodded my head as he kissed me, “and what for desert?” I smirked.

“Well you can’t do anything, but I can,” he teased. I pouted, “I know it sucks beautiful, but I make it up to you,” he promised. He kissed me lightly, “but I would love some cake tho,” he smiled. I kissed him lightly, “chocolate?” I wondered. Harry nodded his head, “so when work done. We head to the shops,” he tells me. I nodded my head, “Harry can you put some boxes away for me!” Lisa shouted. Harry kissed me before running off.

We finished work on time since June came back. Harry and I were food shopping not fair from his apartment. Harry made me push the trolley, so I didn’t lift anything, “Harry can you push. I can’t do it anymore,” I tell him. Harry smiled at me as he took the trolley from me, “we’re nearly done beautiful,” he says before he kissed me. Harry started telling me things he need, so I got them off the shelf and put them in the trolley. As I was looking at the baking goods Harry wrapped his arms around me, “you know you don’t have to bake a cake if you’re hurting,” he tells me. I looked at him, “you can do it another time if you want. I’m not going to be broken hearted,” he added. He kissed me, “I might have too. I am kinda tired too,” I admitted. He kissed me again, “well let’s finish shopping and get back to mine. I cook dinner while you rest on the lounge,” he tells me. I smiled as I nodded. My side was starting to hurt a bit more since this morning and I didn’t want to take any painkillers.

Harry and I finished shopping and we back at his apartment. Harry told me to go straight up and unlock his door so I could sit down. I watched Harry bring in the shopping, “need a hand?” I asked. I felt bad that I was watching Harry, “I’m fine. Not much to go,” he smiled. He did two more trips before he was done. He quickly put the frozen food away before he joined me on the lounge with my painkiller and a glass of water. I take them off of him and take them. Harry put his lips to mine for a little bit. He pulled back, “man I’m knackered,” he says. He pulled my legs over his lap, “how about we order in?” I suggested. Harry nodded, “what about Chinese?” he wondered. I nodded my head again as he got his phone out.

We ordered some Chinese food, “what movie do you want to watch?” Harry asked. I shrugged my shoulders, “I don’t feel like watching one right now,” I tell him. Harry smiled as his fingers played with my knee, “what you want to talk?” he questioned. I shrugged my shoulders again, “we don’t have to talk. We can just sit here,” I say. Harry smiled, “that actually sounds nice,” he admitted. I move in closer to him, so I could rest my head on his shoulder. Harry started drawing patterns on my thigh, “the silence is killing me,” Harry sighed.

“That was only two minutes,” I laughed. Harry smiled, “I’m sorry. How about we talk about something?” he wondered. I nodded for him to start, “we have been dating for about a week now, but we have been working for two months together. I was just wondering why you really didn’t talk to me until that day we had to close up?” he asked. I play with my bottom lip, “I don’t like letting people in. I’ve been hurt to many times,” I confessed.

“Then why did you let me in?” he questioned. I looked at him, “because you seem like a really nice guy and someone I can trust,” I tell him. Harry smiled as he kissed me, “I would never hurt you,” he promised. I smiled as I kissed him, “on that note. We have done a lot of things this week,” I pointed out. Harry laughed a little bit, “well we’re not teenagers. We’re adults, so we can do what we want,” he tells me. I nodded my head, “but we can’t do that for a bit,” he added. I looked down, “it not fair,” I pouted. Harry gently pulls my face up, “maybe it a good thing. We can get to know each other better without all the sexual stuff,” he admitted. I smiled a little, “true since you want to go slow with me,” I say. Harry kissed me, “maybe it a good thing that I researched broken ribs,” he smiled.

We talked more as we ate our Chinese food which Harry paid for. I tried to pay for it, but he told me it not a gentleman thing if I paid. After we ate we ended up back on the lounge cuddling as we watched Love Actually. Harry told me he loved this movie. Which surprised me since he keeps trying to make me watch horror movies. I was watching Harry more than I was watching the film, “beautiful do I have something on my face?” Harry smiled as he looked at me. I shake my head no, “I just find it interesting,” I say.

“Interesting?” Harry questioned. I nodded my head, “your facial expressions when certain things happen in the movie. Like you get that cute smile when something romantic happens,” I tell him. Harry smiled a little, “like that,” I smiled. Harry laughed a little bit, “just watch the movie,” he says. I shake my head, “why not?” he questioned.

“I’m uncomfortable,” I replied. Harry moves so he could undo my shorts and takes them off. He took his t-shirt and jeans off too, “better?” he wondered. I shake my head as I take my bra off under my top. As I was about to throw it Harry takes it off of me, “mine,” he smirked. I smiled as I shook my head, “I’m starting to think you have a fetish for women’s underwear. Which is a bit scary,” I say. Harry laughed, “you don’t wear them do you?” I joked. Harry smiled as he put my bra on, but couldn’t do it up, “I think I need a smaller cup, but a bigger size,” he says. I put my hand down my bra on Harry, “I know I can fit my fist in there,” I teased.

“Now if I did that to you it be wrong,” Harry says. I smiled as I grabbed his peck, “now you’re groping me. I’m not some hussy you find at a bar,” Harry says as he acted like a girl. I ran my finger over his nipple and Harry takes a sharp breath in. So I do it again before he pushed my hand into his chest, so I would stop. I smirked at him as I moved in closer to him. I slowly straddled his lap as he kept my hand to his chest. He smiled at me, “what are you up to?” he wondered. I kissed his neck lightly, “nothing,” I say. I moved my hand away from his chest, so I could take my bra off of him. Harry moved his hands to my thighs as he looked at me, “you know we can’t do anything,” he reminded me.

“I can’t, but you can,” I pointed out. Harry shakes his head, “I don’t want anything,” he tells me. I ran my hands down his chest to the waistband of his boxers, “they why aren’t you stopping me?” I smirked. Harry bit his lip, “because I want you,” he whispered. I kissed him as he pulled me in closer to him. I moved my hand under his boxers and ran my fingers over his member. Harry moaned a little bit in my mouth as my fingers traced the tip. I moved my head back a little, “you’re enjoying this,” I say. Harry nodded his head slowly as he looked in my eyes. I moved back a little so I could move his boxers down a little bit. Harry stopped me so he could take them off properly. Harry member stood between my thighs as I looked at it, “I do really want you,” he smiled. I felt my cheeks go red before I took his member in my hand. I slowly started to pump him as he locked eyes with me. I got a bit faster which made Harry throw his head back and start moaning. Harry gripped into my thighs, “fuck faster please. I’m not going to last,” Harry groaned. I got faster with him as his member twitched in my hand. Harry started swearing uncontrollably as he came over himself. I ran my fingers up and down as he was coming down from his high. After Harry caught he breath he smiled at me, “I will pay you back. When you’re all better,” he promised as his breathing was heavy.

“I know you will,” I smiled. I get off of Harry as he looked down at himself, “I think we need to wash up,” he smiled. He stands up next to me, “you need to clean up. I just need to wash my hands,” I tell him. Harry pouted a little, “why don’t you want to have shower with me?” he questioned. I smiled, “because I would do what I just did again,” I admitted. Harry carefully picks me up bridle style, “that not a good excuse. That a great excuse to have a shower with me,” he smirked as he carried me to the bathroom.

After our shower and another hand job Harry and I were on his bed. Harry forgot my bag in his car, so I had to wear his clothes again. Which was a pair of his boxers and singlet that I nearly fall out of. Harry just put a pair of boxers on, “can I ask you something?” I wondered as I laid my head down in his lap. Harry pushed my hair out of my face before leaning against his headboard, “you can ask me anything,” he replied.

“How did you get it up so fast the second time?” I asked. Harry ran his hand down my arm, “because I had you naked in front of me. I’m trying real hard right now not to get another one or to take you on my bed,” he admitted.

“Is it because of the singlet you gave me to wear?” I questioned as I pulled on it. Harry swallowing hard before he nodded, “maybe I should get another one than,” I smiled. Harry shakes his head, “I’m going to listen to good Harry, so you be alright,” he tells me. I laughed a little bit, “and plus we have to get up early in the morning. It starts at one so I want to leave about eight to nine o’clock, so we can get there about lunch time,” he added. I nodded as Harry looked at the time, “it about eleven thirty. So it bedtime now,” he smiled.

“Yes sir,” I say as I moved off of him. I saw harry smile turn into a smirk, “sir got a nice ring to it,” he says. I shake my head as I got under the covers. Harry does the same before pulling me gently to him, so that my face was in the crook of his neck. I looked up at him, “goodnight,” I smiled. Harry kissed me, “goodnight beautiful,” he smiled before he turned the light off.

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