Amazing Grace
Chapter 10
WARNING : THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.
Harry's POV
I heard the gun sound and I watched Grace's eyes widen in fear. Please God don't let it be her. Everything slowed down around me as I watched Aiden and Grace fall to the floor. Thick red blood pooled on the ground and I couldn't bear to look. Please don't let it be Grace was the only thought repeating in my head. Helene came to on the floor behind me, quickly realizing what happened she scrambled to get up, her face mirrorring mine. Please don't let it be Grace.
Carefully I knelt down, not caring about staining my jeans.
"Grace?" I whispered, not knowing whether I'd get an answer or not. It seemed as if the seconds passed as hours, dragging by as I waited. I watched Grace's almond eyes flutter open as struggled under the weight of Aiden's heavy body. I helped her up, not caring she was literally a bloody mess, and pulled her into me cupping her face in my hands. I kissed her scars, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks never being so grateful to do so.
"Am I dead?" she whispered, staring into my eyes confused.
"No love. You're alive" I whispered back, afraid to speak too loud, afraid to let the moment die.
"Oh" she said, her perfect red lips pulling down into a small frown. I looked down at her confusedly, wouldn't she be happy to be alive? "I just thought that I was dead. Since I saw you standing here, I just thought I was in heaven." she said sighing. I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at her innocence, even though she was far from it.
I pulled her into me tightly, her head resting on my chest. "I'm so sorry I let this happen babygirl" I whispered into her hair. Behind me I heard Helene dialing away on her phone, turning on her professional voice as she called various agencies. Since Aiden hadn't moved or made a sound in about 5 minutes, we'd all assumed he was dead, which was why we all jumped in surprise when his strangled groans sounded from the floor.
"Holy shit! Call an ambulance!" Grace screamed. Helene followed her horrified commands and soon enough the medics arrived carting away that miserable excuse for a human. A part of me wished he was dead, but it was also a relief to know that he would never be able to bother Grace again. Helene assured us she would make sure he was going to jail for a long time.
Grace settled on to the couch and and stared blankly out the window as Helene and I cleaned up the mess my fight with Aiden had left behind. As we scrubbed away at the floor I looked up at Helene, her face concenrated on the stained floor.
"Thank you for everything Helene" I said, knowing I could never repay her. She simply nodded back, and continued cleaning. "Do you think she'll be alright?" I asked half to myself. Helene's eyes softened towards me and she nodded again. As she stood to leave Grace walked over and hugged her, her eyes welling over with tears. It hurt me that she hurt, and I just wanted to hold her close and kiss away the pain. After Helene and Grace said goodbye, I pulled her into my arms again. I looked over her shoulder at the digital clock on the kitchen counter; 3 am.
"Come on love, its way passed your bed time" I whispered and scooped up her small frame in my arms. I set her down in bed and left to shower, giving her time to change and get into bed. I cleaned myself up, wincing as I washed caked blood off my open wounds. I pulled on boxers and pants and went quietly back into the bedroom to find Grace sound asleep in an oversized sweatshirt and boy-short underwear. I slid in next to her, pulling her tightly to my chest, making sure she was safely wrapped up.
As I felt waves of sleep wash over me I felt Grace lean up and kiss my cheek. "I love you" she mumbled and I closed my eyes, welcoming sleep.
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Grace's POV
I couldn't breathe. Hands around my throat. That sickening pale face. I felt life and air slipping from my lungs.
I woke up screaming bloody murder. I honestly thought that Aiden was going to kill me. I sat up panting, my breath returning to my lungs. Harry's arms were immediately around me, bringing me back down to bed and wrapping me up. "Shhh now baby it's alright, just a bad dream" he cooed into my hair as he rubbed my arms reassuringly. My breath evened out and I became aware of my surroundings. It was still dark out and Harry's mop of curls was tossled in an unusually messy way, his eyes still drooped with sleep. His usually perfect lips were split down one side, a slight black bruise under left eye. I raised my mouth to his kissing gingerly the swollen spot and he winced slightly.
"Oh Harry" I whispered as I moved my lips from his mouth, up his cheek, to the bruised spot around his eye. His large hands grabbed my jaw, guiding my mouth back to his. At first the kiss was soft, as I was afraid to hurt his injured lips, but as his hands moved from my face down my sides to my hips, I couldn't hold back anymore. I placed my hands on his broad shoulders, pushing him back into the bed and raising myself up to straddle him. I laced my fingers through his messy curls, deepening the kiss and parting my lips to allow his tongue entrance.
He moaned desperately into the kiss, his hands moving under my sweatshirt and up my sides. My hands roamed across his bare chest, taking in the toned planes of chest. Even in the pale London moonlight he was the most achingly beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on, and he was mine.. he'd always been mine. I sighed at the thought and moved my kisses from his lips to his jaw, down his neck while toying playfully with the band of his joggers.
He tugged at the hem of my oversized hoodie, and I sat up on his hips slowly sliding it up over my head, watching him watch me and loving every second of it. "Please don't tease me Grace" he whispered as he dragged my lips back to his. "Not tonight" he whispered against my lips and I sighed again. He rolled us over gently so he was straddling me, supporting himself on his elbows so as not lay his full weight on me. He ran his hands across my stomach and up to my bra, carefully massaging my breasts through the silky fabric. "Harry" I moaned quietly in the dark of the night. I dared not bring my voice above a whisper afraid to break the beautiful moment that fell on the room.
I brought my hands to his joggers again, slowly pulling them down as he shimmied them off. I palmed him through his boxers listening to him groan softly into my neck as he planted hot kisses along my collarbones. Enjoying his reaction I pushed my hand against him harder. He pulled back, green eyes daring me to go on.. so I did. He gently reached behind me and unclasped my bra, taking my pert nipples in his mouth, the warmth swelling inside me, my breathing quickening. I pulled off the fabric constraining his thick member and he sighed at the release.
I pulled him down to me, rolling my hips into his. "Fuck Grace" he moaned into my chest. The heat between my legs rose and as bad I as I wanted attention I gave it to Harry first. I pumped my hand around his shaft watching him struggle to support himself above me.
"Like this baby?" I moaned into his ear. He bit his lip and nodded in response, his hips bucking when my hand jerked in a way he liked. "I'm not cuming like this" he said in a strangled groan, gently pulling my hand away. I pouted at him in defeat and he merely giggled kissing my nose, down my chest, down my stomach, catching my panties in teeth and pulling them down my legs. Once he had them off he kissed his way slowly back up my legs, up my thighs, stopping just to left of where I needed him most.
He rolled off me, laying on his side and teasingly running his long fingers across my folds withouth actually getting into the heat of it. "P-please Harry" I whispered.
"Please what baby girl? Tell me what you want, I want to hear you say it" he whispered into my ear, driving me crazy.
"Touch me please" I begged. Two of long fingers entered me, causing my breath to hitch in my throat. He curved them up, expertly hitting every spot within in minutes. I could feel the heat start to make my toes curl. "Oh I-I'm gonna-" I could feel my orgasm start to bubble in my stomach. Harry pulled his fingers out suddenly and I cried out in irritation.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry asked suddenly very serious, holding my face gently between his massive hands.
I nodded very sure of myself. "I've wanted this for so long Harry and I've waited for you for so long. I'm very sure I want to do this." I whispered.
"I love you so much" he responded, sweetly kissing my lips. "You're amazing Grace."
And with that he pushed himself into me, rocking his hips into mine gently. This went on for a while until I started to feel my orgasm pushing itself into the pit of my stomach. "Harder, I want more" I moaned among other obscenities. He obeyed, burying himself deeper into me, cradling me closer as his thursts became sporadic and sloppy, his breathing haggard.
"Harry baby I'm gonna cum" I managed.
"I know baby girl, wait for me" he moaned into the crook of my neck.
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When it was all over, he didn't move just held me to him in the dark of our bedroom.
"I love you so much Grace" he said softly, kissing me again. "I waited for you for so long and now that this is actually happening it doesn't feel real. You're too perfect to be true" he said withdrawing himself from me. I curled myself into his side, both of us damp with sweat, our breathing not yet steady.
"Just hold me Harry" I whispered into his chest, not able to fight back the sleep anymore. He did as he was told and held me closer, and secretly I hoped he would do this every night for.. well forever.
Harry's POV
I heard the gun sound and I watched Grace's eyes widen in fear. Please God don't let it be her. Everything slowed down around me as I watched Aiden and Grace fall to the floor. Thick red blood pooled on the ground and I couldn't bear to look. Please don't let it be Grace was the only thought repeating in my head. Helene came to on the floor behind me, quickly realizing what happened she scrambled to get up, her face mirrorring mine. Please don't let it be Grace.
Carefully I knelt down, not caring about staining my jeans.
"Grace?" I whispered, not knowing whether I'd get an answer or not. It seemed as if the seconds passed as hours, dragging by as I waited. I watched Grace's almond eyes flutter open as struggled under the weight of Aiden's heavy body. I helped her up, not caring she was literally a bloody mess, and pulled her into me cupping her face in my hands. I kissed her scars, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks never being so grateful to do so.
"Am I dead?" she whispered, staring into my eyes confused.
"No love. You're alive" I whispered back, afraid to speak too loud, afraid to let the moment die.
"Oh" she said, her perfect red lips pulling down into a small frown. I looked down at her confusedly, wouldn't she be happy to be alive? "I just thought that I was dead. Since I saw you standing here, I just thought I was in heaven." she said sighing. I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at her innocence, even though she was far from it.
I pulled her into me tightly, her head resting on my chest. "I'm so sorry I let this happen babygirl" I whispered into her hair. Behind me I heard Helene dialing away on her phone, turning on her professional voice as she called various agencies. Since Aiden hadn't moved or made a sound in about 5 minutes, we'd all assumed he was dead, which was why we all jumped in surprise when his strangled groans sounded from the floor.
"Holy shit! Call an ambulance!" Grace screamed. Helene followed her horrified commands and soon enough the medics arrived carting away that miserable excuse for a human. A part of me wished he was dead, but it was also a relief to know that he would never be able to bother Grace again. Helene assured us she would make sure he was going to jail for a long time.
Grace settled on to the couch and and stared blankly out the window as Helene and I cleaned up the mess my fight with Aiden had left behind. As we scrubbed away at the floor I looked up at Helene, her face concenrated on the stained floor.
"Thank you for everything Helene" I said, knowing I could never repay her. She simply nodded back, and continued cleaning. "Do you think she'll be alright?" I asked half to myself. Helene's eyes softened towards me and she nodded again. As she stood to leave Grace walked over and hugged her, her eyes welling over with tears. It hurt me that she hurt, and I just wanted to hold her close and kiss away the pain. After Helene and Grace said goodbye, I pulled her into my arms again. I looked over her shoulder at the digital clock on the kitchen counter; 3 am.
"Come on love, its way passed your bed time" I whispered and scooped up her small frame in my arms. I set her down in bed and left to shower, giving her time to change and get into bed. I cleaned myself up, wincing as I washed caked blood off my open wounds. I pulled on boxers and pants and went quietly back into the bedroom to find Grace sound asleep in an oversized sweatshirt and boy-short underwear. I slid in next to her, pulling her tightly to my chest, making sure she was safely wrapped up.
As I felt waves of sleep wash over me I felt Grace lean up and kiss my cheek. "I love you" she mumbled and I closed my eyes, welcoming sleep.
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Grace's POV
I couldn't breathe. Hands around my throat. That sickening pale face. I felt life and air slipping from my lungs.
I woke up screaming bloody murder. I honestly thought that Aiden was going to kill me. I sat up panting, my breath returning to my lungs. Harry's arms were immediately around me, bringing me back down to bed and wrapping me up. "Shhh now baby it's alright, just a bad dream" he cooed into my hair as he rubbed my arms reassuringly. My breath evened out and I became aware of my surroundings. It was still dark out and Harry's mop of curls was tossled in an unusually messy way, his eyes still drooped with sleep. His usually perfect lips were split down one side, a slight black bruise under left eye. I raised my mouth to his kissing gingerly the swollen spot and he winced slightly.
"Oh Harry" I whispered as I moved my lips from his mouth, up his cheek, to the bruised spot around his eye. His large hands grabbed my jaw, guiding my mouth back to his. At first the kiss was soft, as I was afraid to hurt his injured lips, but as his hands moved from my face down my sides to my hips, I couldn't hold back anymore. I placed my hands on his broad shoulders, pushing him back into the bed and raising myself up to straddle him. I laced my fingers through his messy curls, deepening the kiss and parting my lips to allow his tongue entrance.
He moaned desperately into the kiss, his hands moving under my sweatshirt and up my sides. My hands roamed across his bare chest, taking in the toned planes of chest. Even in the pale London moonlight he was the most achingly beautiful man I'd ever laid eyes on, and he was mine.. he'd always been mine. I sighed at the thought and moved my kisses from his lips to his jaw, down his neck while toying playfully with the band of his joggers.
He tugged at the hem of my oversized hoodie, and I sat up on his hips slowly sliding it up over my head, watching him watch me and loving every second of it. "Please don't tease me Grace" he whispered as he dragged my lips back to his. "Not tonight" he whispered against my lips and I sighed again. He rolled us over gently so he was straddling me, supporting himself on his elbows so as not lay his full weight on me. He ran his hands across my stomach and up to my bra, carefully massaging my breasts through the silky fabric. "Harry" I moaned quietly in the dark of the night. I dared not bring my voice above a whisper afraid to break the beautiful moment that fell on the room.
I brought my hands to his joggers again, slowly pulling them down as he shimmied them off. I palmed him through his boxers listening to him groan softly into my neck as he planted hot kisses along my collarbones. Enjoying his reaction I pushed my hand against him harder. He pulled back, green eyes daring me to go on.. so I did. He gently reached behind me and unclasped my bra, taking my pert nipples in his mouth, the warmth swelling inside me, my breathing quickening. I pulled off the fabric constraining his thick member and he sighed at the release.
I pulled him down to me, rolling my hips into his. "Fuck Grace" he moaned into my chest. The heat between my legs rose and as bad I as I wanted attention I gave it to Harry first. I pumped my hand around his shaft watching him struggle to support himself above me.
"Like this baby?" I moaned into his ear. He bit his lip and nodded in response, his hips bucking when my hand jerked in a way he liked. "I'm not cuming like this" he said in a strangled groan, gently pulling my hand away. I pouted at him in defeat and he merely giggled kissing my nose, down my chest, down my stomach, catching my panties in teeth and pulling them down my legs. Once he had them off he kissed his way slowly back up my legs, up my thighs, stopping just to left of where I needed him most.
He rolled off me, laying on his side and teasingly running his long fingers across my folds withouth actually getting into the heat of it. "P-please Harry" I whispered.
"Please what baby girl? Tell me what you want, I want to hear you say it" he whispered into my ear, driving me crazy.
"Touch me please" I begged. Two of long fingers entered me, causing my breath to hitch in my throat. He curved them up, expertly hitting every spot within in minutes. I could feel the heat start to make my toes curl. "Oh I-I'm gonna-" I could feel my orgasm start to bubble in my stomach. Harry pulled his fingers out suddenly and I cried out in irritation.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry asked suddenly very serious, holding my face gently between his massive hands.
I nodded very sure of myself. "I've wanted this for so long Harry and I've waited for you for so long. I'm very sure I want to do this." I whispered.
"I love you so much" he responded, sweetly kissing my lips. "You're amazing Grace."
And with that he pushed himself into me, rocking his hips into mine gently. This went on for a while until I started to feel my orgasm pushing itself into the pit of my stomach. "Harder, I want more" I moaned among other obscenities. He obeyed, burying himself deeper into me, cradling me closer as his thursts became sporadic and sloppy, his breathing haggard.
"Harry baby I'm gonna cum" I managed.
"I know baby girl, wait for me" he moaned into the crook of my neck.
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When it was all over, he didn't move just held me to him in the dark of our bedroom.
"I love you so much Grace" he said softly, kissing me again. "I waited for you for so long and now that this is actually happening it doesn't feel real. You're too perfect to be true" he said withdrawing himself from me. I curled myself into his side, both of us damp with sweat, our breathing not yet steady.
"Just hold me Harry" I whispered into his chest, not able to fight back the sleep anymore. He did as he was told and held me closer, and secretly I hoped he would do this every night for.. well forever.
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