*Olivia Harper*

The moment I turned away from him, I hoped he’d call me back again. He didn’t, and the further I walked away from him, the more I lost hope. I pushed open the door of the store and hurried out, dabbing at my eyes and feeling stupid and hurt.

It seemed to happen all of a sudden. I wasn’t looking, so busy crying that I didn’t see that I’d left the pavement and was about to cross the road while the cars still rushed up and down the street. A loud car horn blasted in the air as I froze in shock as it sped towards me, inching closer every second and I did nothing to move, paralyzed with shock.
It was there, right next to me, about to hit me any second and then—

And then someone caught my arm in a firm grip and pulled me back just in time as the car sped by and passersby turned to stare at me. I gasped and slammed back against a hard body, my eyes wide with shock and my heart pumping.

“Holy shit, Harper,” Harry cursed in my ear, and he sounded as scared as I was feeling. “For fuck’s sake, you could have—God, are you blind?”

It turned to him, by eyes still wide with shock as Harry glared down at me, a little annoyed but mostly worried. “Are you okay?” he asked me. “You’re an idiot, you know that? Didn’t you hear me calling your name?”

“N-no, I…” I stammered, and Harry sighed.

“Come with me,” he said and tugged my arm, leading me away from the people staring at me like I was some sort of an idiot. Harry led me to the alley behind the music store.

He let go of my hand and turned to me. “Okay, look,” he said, “Harper, I know it’s been hard—God, it’s been hard—but—”

“Why, sleeping with Molly didn’t make things better?” I asked him angrily. “Was she not good enough? Don’t worry, I’m sure if you go back to the same club, you’ll find a skank who you can use to soothe your hard on!”

Harry’s eyes narrowed. “Harper—”

“I can’t believe you!” I said, on a roll now. “You ignored my calls, told me it was ‘too difficult’ for you to be around me, made me feel miserable for weeks and then you go and hook up with someone in a fucking toilet and get over me that quickly? All this while, I’ve been sitting and crying at home thinking of what a screw up I am and—” I broke of as a fresh set of tears rolled down my cheeks. “I called you every day, I just wanted to apologize and hear you say that we’ll make it through this but—but you just completely cut me out of your life, Harry.” I couldn’t meet his eyes anymore, and I looked down. “I told you how much I needed you; I told you I didn’t have anyone.”

“I had no right to yell at you and tell you that you ruined everything.” I sobbed. “Because you didn’t—I did. I always do. If you didn’t keep your end of the deal, I didn’t either. I just didn’t understand why you would ever even think about falling in love with me. I don’t know what you see in someone like me, Harry, I’m a fucking mess and I—”

“Okay, okay, shut up,” Harry said, but his tone was light. “Harper, look at me.” When I didn’t respond, he put a finger under my chin and tilted my face upwards. “You’re the world’s dumbest person ever, I mean it. What do you mean you don’t understand what I see in you? How could anyone be around you, get to know you and then not fall in love with you? You’re amazing, you know that? Under that tough exterior that you put up, there’s a gem of a person hidden in there and anyone who sees it and doesn’t fall in love with you is an idiot.”

His words made me cry harder, and I shook my head. “Dylan never saw it.”

“Dylan is a jackass,” Harry explained with a roll of his eyes. “I mean, oh come on, Harper, I’ve seen cows brighter than that guy.”

“You were right,” I said.

“About Dylan and the cows? Yeah, I know,” he said.

“No, dumbass,” I let out a watery chuckle. “I mean what you said, about me being ‘scared’. Harry, ever since mum, I’ve never had someone I could open up to so easily or be myself with –I mean, my real self. You’ve seen me at my worst and you still stuck around, you didn’t run away. I was just—I’m so used to people leaving me all the time that I was scared that if I let myself admit that I was in love with you, you’d end up leaving me too.”

“What are you—” Harry started disbelievingly.

“I love you, Harry,” I choked on my own sobs. “And I’m so sorry, I just—I didn’t realize, I didn’t know till you just walked away from me and then I got to know that you slept with Molly or whatever—”

“I didn’t,” he said, cutting me off. “I didn’t sleep with Molly, Harper. That’s what I wanted to tell you.”

“You didn’t?” I asked, my eyes wide.

“No,” he said. “I couldn’t. I went to the club with the boys the other night, and Molly happened to be a friend of Zayn’s. We talked for a bit while drinking and the next thing I knew, she was all over me. I thought I’d—if I, you know—then I’d get over you and move on. I took her to the washroom and then I just stopped. I couldn’t do it. I just—I went home and slept instead. I couldn’t.” he repeated again and again.

“So you didn’t sleep with her?” I asked him again.

“Of course not,” he said. “You love me?”

His voice was small and hopeful, like he couldn’t believe what he’d heard a few moments ago.

“I love you,” I repeated, looking up at him and blinking through my tears.

For the first time in what seemed like a long, long time, Harry smiled at me. It was good change, because I was convinced I’d have to get used to his hard glares and blank expressions. But this was a genuine smile, a happy smile, his green eyes bright and sparkling. I reached up and poked one of his dimples and he laughed loudly. It was such a happy sound that it made my heart squeezed in my chest. Harry reached for my waist, pulling me to him and then he was hugging me so tightly that I couldn’t breathe. But it was good, it was so good that I didn’t want to let go. His face buried in the crook of my neck and planted kisses on my skin, murmuring what I was sure was “I love you too, I love you too”.

I pulled away from him and connected our lips in a kiss. The warmth and softness of his mouth was familiar against my own, and the feeling made my stomach soar and I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilting my head to kiss him harder and deeper. We stood kissing in the alley for a long time, holding each other tightly. I’d missed this, missed him so much. And now that I had him, I was never letting go of him again.
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We stood outside his house, next to his car, holding hands and still kissing. I don’t even understand how we’d managed to pull away and stop kissing in the alley. Even in the car, during the drive to his house, it was nearly impossible try to stop myself from jumping onto his lap and kiss him some more. Harry held my hand tightly in his the whole drive, his grip tight enough for me to know that he was trying to refrain himself just as much as I was.

The moment were out of the car, his mouth was on mine, kissing me like there was no tomorrow. Harry was smiling into the kiss, his teeth occasionally dragging against my bottom lip, leaving me whimpering against his mouth.

“We should go in,” I gasped when Harry’s mouth disconnected from mine. My back collided with his car as Harry placed both his hands on either side of me, leaning in and kissing me. This kiss was no longer soft and sweet. It was urgent and desperate, and from the way Harry’s front pressed against mine, I knew things were going to escalate quickly. Harry’s lips moved to my neck, his mouth warm against my suddenly cool skin. My eyes fluttered close as he dropped open mouthed kisses on every inch of my skin that was bare. “Ha—oh, God—Harry, not here.”

He mumbled something against my skin which I didn’t quite understand. With the self control I didn’t know I possessed, I tugged at his curls. Harry growled, but pulled away.

“Harper—”

“Not outside your house,” I begged. “Let’s just—let’s go inside.”

Harry didn’t wait anymore. He tugged me by the arm and pulled me inside his house. The moment the door shut, I was against it. Harry leaned in and was about to press his lips to mine when—

“Gemma, I think we’re going to be late,” the voice of an older woman rang through the house.

I quickly pushed Harry away, and he staggered backwards before regaining his balance. His face was flushed and he was breathing hard as hard as I was, but he quickly turned around.

“Mum we’ll be—Harry?” a younger girl came walking down the stairs behind them.

I was sure they were his mother and sister. The three bore remarkable resemblance to one another, and looking at them, it was clear that good looks and nice hair ran in the Styles family. It was sort of annoying, just how perfect this family was.

“What are you both doing here?” Harry frowned. “You’re supposed to be visiting Robin.”

“Get out of the way!” Gemma said excitedly. “Is this the girl you told me about, mum?”

Harry blushed furiously while I mustered up a smile despite my confusion. He talked about me? “H-hi,” I muttered awkwardly.

“You must be Olivia,” Harry’s mother smiled.

“Hello.”

“What are you both doing here?” Harry asked again.

“Is she your girlfriend?” Gemma asked him. “Please, tell me you’re not silly enough to be going out with Curly here.”

“Oi!” Harry barked.

Gemma laughed. “I’m just pulling your leg.”

“I think you’re scaring her, Gemma.” His mother chuckled. She then looked at me. “I’m Anne, dear, nice to meet you.”

“I’m Olivia,” I told her. “You too.”

“Harry’s told me about you,” Anne said. “I’m quite sorry we’re leaving like this, just when you’ve come in—”

“Oh, it’s no problem,” I said hurriedly, dying to be alone with Harry.

“You must come over sometime again,” Anne said. “We can have a lovely dinner together.”

“Yeah, you must,” Gemma nodded. “I still can’t wrap my head around this. What happened to ‘I can’t be tied down’ and all of that, Harry?”

I laughed. “Did he say that?” I asked Gemma, looking up at Harry, who was now blushing furiously.

“Harry has this habit of trying to act manly and like he couldn’t care less,” Gemma laughed, “but he’s just a real big softie when it comes to girls.”

“Okay, are you done?” Harry snapped at his sister. “Jesus.”

“Alright, alright, we’re leaving,” Anne said. She paused to look at me. “Please, do think about that dinner.”

“I’ll be there,” I promised her.

“See you, Olivia,” Gemma grinned at me, and then the two women were gone.

Harry mumbled things under his breath, blushing and rubbing the back of his neck. “They are so annoying…”

I laughed, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck. “I think you guys are all very cute.” I said. “And hot. Seriously, is your entire family this good looking?”

Harry laughed, and kissed the tip of my nose. His hands ran up and down my waist. “You’re quite hot too, baby.”

I reached up to kiss him again, and Harry didn’t waste a second to kiss me back. His head tilted slightly as he deepened the kiss. My hands slid inside his shirt as I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the wild beating of his heart under my palm, his hot, tight skin, the rise and fall of his chest with every quivering breath he took. Harry’s lips moved to my neck, leaving hot wet kisses on my skin. I purred in my throat approvingly, massaging his scalp. Harry’s hands slid under my shirt to place them on my waist as his teeth sunk into my flesh. I gasped and my eyes flew open as Harry continued to suck a bruise onto my skin. I hummed in approval as he continued his actions.

“God, come upstairs,” Harry said, his voice low and rough.

He tugged me by my hand and led me towards the stairs. Halfway through, he pushed me against the wall as his lips attacked mine hungrily, his jeans clad erection pressed against my stomach. I reached between us and palmed him through his trousers. Harry growled and smacked his hand on the wall, teeth sinking into my bottom lip. Has fingers dug into my thighs as I wrapped them around his waist, moving my lips to his neck and kissing just behind his ear.
Harry led me upstairs as I devoured his neck with my mouth, leading me to the bedroom and kicking the door shut behind him. I was laid down on the bed as Harry removed his shirt before hovering over me and kissing him roughly. His hands forced my t-shirt up, and his hands roughly squeezing and massaging my breasts over my bra.

Our clothes were off in a blur, I was so drowned in the sensation of his lips and hands all over me, drowned in the sensation of him, that I didn’t even register Harry ridding me of my clothing one by one. When he leaned down to kiss me again, I stopped him by placing one palm on his chest.

“What?” he asked me.

“Roll over, baby,” I told him.

He did like was told, and I crawled on top of him. I placed gently kisses on each inch of his skin, starting from his lips to cheeks, his jaws, his neck, his shoulder, his collar bone, his chest, running my tongue across his nipples (all four of them).

“I still think these are really creepy,” I joked, gently nibbling on a nub. Harry didn’t reply except for a breathless chuckle. I kissed his well defined V-lines, and Harry twitched in impatience and anticipation. I smirked up at him.
I kept my eyes on him, watching his reaction when I took him in my hand. I let my tongue lick a bold stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, and Harry’s eyes rolled back into his head. He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, his hand holding my hair behind my head as I began bobbing my mouth up and down his shaft. I let my tongue flick across the single vein wrapped around his cock, pulsing furiously and a throaty groan escaped his parted lips. I was loving his reaction. His lips were parted, glistening as he ran his tongue over them repeatedly, his pupils dilated, face flushed and chest quivering. He looked amazing like this. I sucked on the tip of his shaft and Harry’s brow furrowed, his lips forming a tiny ‘o’.

“Fuck—” he gasped. “Uhhh, shit—baby, you have stop. I’m gonna—uhh fuck!”

He tugged at my hair and I pulled away from his cock. He sighed and sat up, and I was quickly pulled in for a kiss.
Harry pulled away and got off the bed.

“Harry?” I questioned, missing his warmth, his arms around me. God, I needed him inside me.

“On your hands and knees, babe,” Harry instructed, his voice gravelly.

My heart thumping loudly, I did what he told me to do. I gasped and shook when Harry’s knuckles grazed my folds gently, collecting my arousal on his skin. “Harry,” I whimpered, pushing my ass back towards him, indicating how much I wanted him. “Please. Please.”

If this were some other day, he would have teased me to the point where I was delirious with desire and my need for him. But having not been together for so long, I knew his need to be with me was greater than to have me whimpering and shuddering and begging for him, which he would have loved to do.

But today was not going to be the day, and I knew that we both needed to be with each other as soon as possible. We weren’t patient enough for teasing today.

Harry entered me quickly and I moaned, the feel of him pulsing and throbbing inside me overwhelming me absolutely. Harry circled me in his arms and sat down so my back was pressed against his front, his head buried in the crook of my neck as I bounced on his lap, my ass smacking his thighs with every thrust.

“God, I love how tight you are for me,” Harry growled in my ear as I bounced on shaft. “I missed you, baby. I missed you so much.”

“Harry, oh my God,” I mewled, my head falling on his shoulder, my mouth falling open as I reached behind me to wind one hand in his curls. I swirled my hips and grinded them against his own, as Harry met my won thrusts halfway, hitting my deepest and most sensitive spots. His hands reached up to squeeze my breasts, twisting my nipples.

“Fuck, baby, fuck,” Harry cursed in my ear, taking my earlobe between his teeth. “You feel so good.”

I could feel the knot in my stomach building steadily, my hand tightening in his hair as I bounced harder and harder, my thighs quivering. I was tiring, and sweating but I didn’t want to stop. Not now, not ever.

Harry could see me tiring, however, so he quickly pulled me off of him. I groaned, disappointed, but within seconds I was on my back, and Harry was inside me again, his lips on mine. I took his bottom lip between my teeth and bit hard as he thrust hard into me, his hips slamming against mine, his breathing erratic.

“Harry, I’m gonna—” I managed, and Harry’s hand moved to my clit to rub it in furious circles. I screamed, arching my back and mouth falling open. “Oh, fuck, baby, just like that!”

“I love you,” he growled, thrusting into me harder than ever, hitting all the right spots and sending me into some sort of a frenzy. I couldn’t think straight, my mind so hazy with pleasure that I couldn’t even form a sentence. So I reached up and pressed my lips to his, catching his moans with my mouth as I raced towards my climax.

My orgasm hit me like a truck of bricks, spreading through every part of me, igniting my veins. My back arched as I screamed, seeing stars behind my eyelids, fingers digging into Harry’s shoulders, toes curling as I came hard. Harry fucked me through my orgasm, grunting in my ear and telling me he loved me and how much he’d missed me.

I came back down floating from my high, feeling better than I had in days. Harry was still thrusting into me relentlessly, on the verge of coming. I brought his face down to mine and he buried his head in the crook of my neck.

“Oh, God, Harry, you feel amazing,” I moaned in his ear. “Fuck, baby, yes, just like that, oh, oh fuck, yes.”

Harry roared against my skin as he came, his hips slamming against mine as he spilled inside me, panting against my
neck and letting out my name between grunts, the movement his hips irregular as he fisted the sheets on either side of me. “Holy, shit—uhh, Jesus, yeah.”

It was several moments before Harry pulled away from my neck, both of us breathing hard, holding on to each other.

“I love you,” I said softly in his ear, stroking his back. I felt him smile against my skin, and he pulled away.

“I love you,” he replied, brushing his nose against mine.

“Harry, I’m so sorry,” I said quietly. “I…I don’t know, I—”

“Stop,” he told me. “Don’t apologize, okay? It’s all good, now, isn’t it?”

He lay down beside me and I was quick to move closer to him, my head resting on his arm as he wrapped his tightly around me. “Hey, remember when we slept like this after your asshole of an ex boyfriend beat me up?”

I closed my eyes. “Please, don’t even remind me.” I mumbled. “I was so fucking scared.”

“You cared.” Harry said softly.

I nodded. “I always did.” I told him, but it was tough for me to get the words out. I’d never been so emotionally open with anyone—this was all new to me. “I’m just sort of slow.”

“I won’t argue,” Harry joked, earning a light smack on his chest. “These few weeks without you have been really hard, you know?”

I sighed. “Same here,” I told him, and then reached up to kiss his neck. “I’m really sorry, you know.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Apologize one more time, and you see,” he warned.

“Ooo, what are you going to do, baby?” I asked, my tone teasing. “Spank me?”

Harry closed his eyes and growled. “You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?” he asked.

I laughed, and then pressed my palm to his cheek and brought his mouth to mine for a small kiss. It was sweet and simple, and if I could, I’d lie in bed with him this way forever, just kissing, feeling his soft lips against mine, his hands holding me tightly.

“Say it again,” Harry whispered between kisses.

I blushed furiously, knowing exactly what it was that he wanted me to say. I meant the words, but it was hard for me to let them out. “Harry…”

“Just once,” he pleaded, stroking my cheek with his thumb.

“I love you,” I sighed into the kiss.

Harry smiled. “God, I could get used to this.” He said, pulling away, kissing the top of my head.

“Me too.” I promised him, reaching up to poke his dimple.

Notes

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