*LIZZIE’S POV*


“Harry will you please tell me where you’re going??” I asked frantically though he didn’t even acknowledge me. His stormy green eyes stayed glued to the road, unmoving. “At least pull over so I can look at your arm? You’re bleeding pretty badly.” Once again my pleads went unacknowledged. “Harry. Please. You’re scaring me. Just pull over.” Without reacting, he began to slow down before pulling over to the shoulder of the road. I had no idea where we were… probably the outskirts of London because there were no more houses around.


“Talk to me…” I asked quietly after a moment. “Please,” I asked again, reaching over and turning his face to me. “What’s going on?”


“I don’t know. I can’t breathe. I can’t think.” He finally said. “What if something had happened to you back there?”


“But it didn’t. Because you were there to protect me.” I said quietly, reaching over and rubbing the arm closest to me (his non-injured arm). “Harry, it’s over. We don’t need to waste another thought on him.”


“You’re right.” Harry said as he looked up at me through the curls that had fallen on his forehead.


“God, I love hearing you say that.” I said jokingly, making him smile back at me. I leaned over the armrest and slowly entwined my fingers behind his neck, pulling him closer to me. As an instinct, his bright green eyes slowly closed as he met me halfway, his soft pink lips caressed mine gently. When I reluctantly pulled back, I couldn’t help but smiling. I love his kisses.


“Now will you tell me where you’re going?” I asked as I rested my forehead against his, my hands still on the back of his neck.


“Well I didn’t fully realize it until now, but this is the way to my mum’s house.” He admitted with a sheepish grin. “In the mood to make a visit?”


“I mean sure..” I said, “but won’t she be a little confused by us showing up this late with a gaping wound on your arm?”


“Eh, she’s seen weirder.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders before he planted a quick kiss on my lips and I pulled back from him, allowing him to continue driving.


*HARRY’S POV*


As we pulled into my mum’s driveway, despite the weird night that we had had, I felt really happy. I didn’t have to worry about Ben anymore, Liz was coming on tour with me, and I got to actually bring Liz home for the first time.


“This is it,” I announced as I put my car in park.


“I don’t even have my things.” Liz said with a laugh.


“It’s okay! My mum always has extra tooth brushes and stuff.”


“Well all right then, let’s go!” She announced as she stepped out of the car. I followed her to the door before I found the right key and unlocked it, letting her in first.


“Welcome to my home!” I said as I stepped in behind her, spreading my arms out wide.


“MUM??” I called out, because I saw her car in the driveway so I knew she was home.


“Harry? Is that you??” A voice came from up the stairs as we heard a door close and footsteps.


“Yep! Me and Liz,” I said, smiling.


“Ohhh! Lizzie! Welcome!” She squealed as she practically flew down the stairs. “How have you been?” She asked as she pulled Liz into her arms and rocked back in forth, continuing to hug her.


“I’ve been good, thanks.” I joked as I stood outside of the hug.


“Oh Harry, c’mere.” She reached her left arm out and pulled me into the hug, unfortunately that didn’t end well. “What the hell happened?!” She practically screamed as she just realized my arm.


“It’s a long story.” Liz said, “I’ll clean his arm up. Do you have a first aid kit or something?”


“Yeah we've had a long night; we can discuss over breakfast. You go back to bed, Mum.” I said, reaching out and turning her around.


“Uh, okay. Good night, you two!” She said before she walked up the stairs. “Oh and the first aid kit is in the downstairs bathroom under the sink!” She cried out as from down the upstairs hallway.


“Lead the way,” Liz said as she turned to me. I took her hand and showed her around the downstairs before we finally ended in the bathroom.


“Okay, sit.” She commanded as she closed the toilet seat and reached down to get the first aid kit. I shamelessly checked out her ass as she bent down, and she definitely noticed. “Not now, Harry.” Liz said, raising her eyebrows at me.


“Yes ma’am.” I said with a smirk.


“Take off your shirt.” She said as she opened the kit and found the peroxide.


“I thought you said not now?” I asked as I happily obliged, peeling off the blood soaked shirt.


“No, Harry, I need to see the actual cut.” She said as she got down on her knees and balled up some toilet paper. “This will probably sting.”


“Whoooaaa no.” I said as I leaned away from her before she could touch me with the sopping wad. “I don’t like stinging!”


“We need to disinfect it!”She said as she continued to lean towards me.


“No!” I reached out and held her wrist in place.


“Harry, you need to listen to me.” Lizzie said sternly as she continued to try and touch me with the stingy stuff. Before I knew what was happening, she moved around from where I held her and straddled me, switched the wad from one hand to the other and slapped it onto my hurt arm. I let out a scream. It stung.


“Shhh!” Liz said as she used her now free hand to cover my mouth.


“You know, I kinda like you playing nurse. It’s sexy.” I said with a smirk when she finally removed her hand.


“No, Harry. Behave or you’ll get the stingy stuff again.” She said as she slowly stood up and removed the toilet paper from my arm. “We need to fix your damn arm before we can do anything else. So the sooner this is done, the sooner I can actually fulfill your nurse fantasy.”


After that I shut up and let her do her thing. It didn’t help that every time she would kneel next to me, I had nothing to do but watch her- plus I had a perfect view down her shirt… But aside from that, I loved watching her golden, hazel eyes focus as she bit her bottom lip in concentration. I could barely feel the pain in my arm I was so distracted.


“And you… are all good!” She finally said as she brushed her hair away from her face after she finished pulling the medical tape around my bicep.


“I believe that now I’m allowed to fulfill a certain fantasy, right?” I asked as I pulled her waist in close to me, between my legs as she looked down at me.


“You’re crazy,” she said with a smile before she bent down, pulling at my curls as I kissed her hard… letting my hands wander down her back. The intensity of the kiss grew fast as I stood, pushing her up against the wall as I built a rhythm with my tongue.


“Upstairs,” I said frantically between kisses as I pulled my mouth away. Not even bothering to clean up the bathroom or turn off the lights, I took her hand and pulled her behind me, leading the way down the hall and up the stairs, laughing as we shushed each other’s noisy footsteps.


“Finally,” Lizzie breathed when I pushed her against my bedroom door after she shut and locked it behind us. I completely skipped over her mouth and began to kiss down her neck as I pulled at the hem of her shirt. Picking up on my cues, she peeled the shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. My hand moved to her back as I found the hook of her bra, which I quickly undid while reaching for her now bare breast with the other. She moaned as I moved my fingers, spreading my hands as she pulled my face up using my curls and kissed my lips. Removing her hands from my curls, she pushed me back by placing her cold hands on my bare chest. I kept backing up until my legs hit my bed; at that point, Liz got down on her knees and undid my pants, pulling them off before she pushed me backwards onto my bed.

I gladly let her take control...

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