I know what you want
And I’ve been waiting so long

Harry picked himself up from her leaving Lara confused and blinking, trying to shake the foggy feeling the weed had given her. Her inhibitions were so low she could barely conceal her disappointed face, and when her eyes focussed she saw Harry chuckling at her.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Just a little dizzy.” She replied with sheepish smile.

“Maybe we should grab something to eat then.” He said and she nodded reluctantly.

Within the hour they were seated on the rooftop eating take away Chinese food as dusk fell over London.

“This is goood.” Harry said with his mouth full as he quickly devoured the fried rice.Their dinner was soon interrupted by the sound of Lara’s phone. She glanced down to see Ben calling her, the sight of his name causing her to cover the screen with her hand. Harry looked over at her curiously as she let the call ring out.

“You’re not going to answer?” He asked.

“Nah…” She replied popping a spring roll into her mouth so she wouldn’t have to speak further. Two minutes later the phone rang again.

“Who is it?” He asked and when Lara didn’t reply immediately he grew impatient. “Either answer it or switch it off.”

Lara stood up and moved away before answering the phone.

“Hello?” She whispered.

“Lara it’s me.” Ben said. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, why wouldn’t it be?” She asked impatiently.

“I was calling at home but you weren’t there.” He said.

“I’ve stepped out for a bite to eat.” She lied glancing over at Harry who looked more preoccupied with the food than the phone call.

“Well I’m just calling to make sure you’re okay.” He said, “And that you’re not missing me too much.”

“Everything’s fine.” She said ignoring his last comment.

“I’ll talk to you later.” He replied and Lara promptly pressed the ‘End Call’ button. She made sure to shut down her phone before she returned to Harry who was now cross legged on the couch.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Yeah, it was just James asking if I can work on Monday.” She said.

“James, the pretend boyfriend?” He asked with a smirk.

“Nooo, James my manager.” She said.

“Hmm…” Harry smiled at her indignant face. “Calling you out of business hours eh?”

“Are you still mad at Louis?” She asked, changing the subject completely.

“He just doesn’t think.” Harry said looking annoyed. “Not only was doing it my house, he was doing it with you.”

Lara watched as his hand reached out to trail over her thigh.

“And I thought I was the only one who got to corrupt you.” He added.

“I’m not as innocent as you think.” Lara said softly.

“I like to think you are.” Harry smiled. “I like to think…”

His hand travelled up her thigh and rested between her legs.

“That you’re just this innocent little girl that happened to run into someone like me…”

Lara could hear the sound of her own breath quicken even though his hand barely moved from its place.

“All just by chance…” He continued before trailing off.

“You didn’t even like me.” Lara said, momentarily forgetting where his fingers were until she
felt them stroke her between the legs.

“No I didn’t.” He softly said stilling his fingers and then gently squeezing her inner thigh. “I thought you were sweet. Too sweet. Too innocent.”

He gently nipped at her neck as he spoke and she felt her body relax at the sound of his low melodic voice.

“Never been kissed.” He said his lips now at her collarbone. “Never been fucked.”

The words made her squeeze her thighs together practically imprisoning his hand, and he smiled as he moved closer his other hand disappearing up her top. It gently rested on her stomach before slowly moving up to pull at her bra and cup her breast.

“But that all changed.” Harry murmured into her hair. “I liked you. I kissed you. I fucked you.”

His fingers undid the top of her jeans and she couldn’t help but moan softly as she felt his fingers touch her folds.

“Oh my God.” Lara mumbled. Between his words and his touch, she was almost ready to come undone.

“Do you even know what to know what you’re doing to me?” He responded but she was too focussed on the ache between her legs to even bother to reply. Harry took her hand and placed it over his crotch.

“Can you feel that?”

Lara palmed him through his jeans to feel his hard bulge, feeling it grow harder the more she touched him.

“That’s how much I like you.” He murmured. “That’s what you do to me.”

Before she could reply, he covered his mouth with hers and she lost herself in his kiss. She could still feel him beneath her hand, and it turned her on to know how hard he was for her.

“I want to fuck you.” Harry whispered in her ear.

They were unable to keep their hands off each other as they unsteadily made their way downstairs pausing every now and then to kiss against the railing. Once inside Harry’s apartment they made a beeline for his bedroom where they frantically undressed each other until Lara was left with her panties, and Harry wore his boxers. Lara’s arms wrapped around his neck but Harry took her hands and backed her onto the bed.

“Naughty girls don’t get to touch.” He said as he crawled between her legs. He placed her hands above her head as his head dipped down to kiss her neck.

“That tickles.” She giggled.

“It’s not meant to tickle.” He said as his teeth sank into her skin. She felt him nibble and suck, his tongue darting out to soothe the sting of his love bite. Her hands reached down to his waist, and he pushed them away.

“Hands above your head.” Harry ordered. His hands ran down over her hips as his lips lowered onto hers. Unable to use her hands, Lara allowed her tongue to dart into his mouth, pausing to nibble his bottom lip until she could hear Harry moan into her mouth. Lara’s hand reached down inside his boxers to wrap around his hard length.

“I said no touching.” He said huskily.

“But I want to touch you so bad.” Lara murmured.

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you got so cosy with Louis.” Harry ground out as he reached for a bandana from his night table.He held her hands down before tying them with the soft material. Her arms stretched out above her head, her body an open invitation for him to do what he wished. His lips descended upon her breasts, his tongue swirling over her nipple before he took it into his mouth. Lara arched her back in pleasure as his lips moved down to her stomach before they ended up between her legs where he sucked gently. The thin material of her underwear was the only barrier between them and she couldn’t help but squeeze his head with her thighs as his lips played with her, her arms high above her head and aching to reach down and push his head further into her.

“You’re so wet.” She heard him murmur against her skin and she could feel herself tighten around him, wanting him so bad she could not even lay still. Instead she squirmed beneath him, letting out a whimper when she felt his tongue flick out to tease her sensitive nub. She felt his fingers tug at her underwear and pull them down before his tongue returned to lick and then gently suck, almost sending her over the edge. An intense desire to touch him came over her and she easily freed her hands from the loose tie to reach down and grab the back of his head, causing him to burrow his face deeper into her. She looked down to see Harry pull back and grab her wrists.

“Naughty girl won’t listen.” He said as he placed them above her head again only to have Lara resist by pulling her hands away and wrapping them around his neck. Her fingernails scratched down his back, leaving a trail of red marks before Harry could stop her. They wrestled for a moment, rolling across the bed as they each tried to assert their dominance. Harry roughly batted her hands away, only to have Lara defiantly fight back. Harry ended up on top and looked down at Lara with a raised eyebrow as her hands made their way into his boxers, once again taking a hold of his now throbbing cock.

“Holy fuck.” He moaned with his eyes closed.

“Fuck me Harry.” Lara whimpered. The throbbing between her legs ached to feel him inside her and give her the release she craved. He didn’t pause for a moment, quickly slipping a condom on and then easing his hard length into her, pumping slowly at first and then going deeper and deeper. Lara opened her eyes to see Harry staring down at her, their eyes locked together as they wildly thrust into each other. It didn’t take long for Harry’s eyes to close and his lips to part slightly.

“I’m so close.” He managed to say and although Lara was not far behind she could barely reply. He suddenly moaned and the look on his face coupled with his pink lipped pout caused Lara to explode in an orgasm that seemed to last forever. She didn’t even try holding back as she writhed beneath him, causing Harry to follow soon after, roughly grinding into her until he collapsed on top of her, his body completely spent.

“That was intense.” Harry mumbled lazily.

“Mmmm…” Lara replied. “I like touching you too much though…”

“What’s stopping you?” Harry innocently remarked and he smiled when she lightly slapped him on his bare backside.

“Not what, who. And that who was you.” She said. Harry laughed as he rolled over onto his back.

“It wasn’t easy, let me tell you.” He said. He stared up at the ceiling and they fell into a comfortable silence. Lara could feel her eyes closing when Harry spoke up again.

“I’m kind of glad you were free this week instead of next week. I’ll be in LA then.”

“LA?” Lara said curiously, now awake. “Aren’t you meant to be taking time off work?”

“Yeah I am, but that doesn’t stop me from doing other stuff.” He said glancing over at her. “I was in LA the other week, didn’t you know?”

“No.” She said dully. He acted as though everyone knew he visited LA on a regular basis. She thought back to a few weeks ago when Harry went missing for five days and wondered if that was when he had gone overseas.

“I go there a lot. I like it. The weather’s nice. The people are nice.”

Lara laughed at his last comment having only heard and seen the superficial side of LA. Harry was making it sound like a sweet and wholesome place to visit.

“What?” Harry smiled and poked her in the ribs. “They are. I’ll take you back there again one day and show you.”

Lara recalled their fleeting visit about eighteen months ago. One Direction had been recording tracks for their new album and their manager Julian had ordered her to accompany them.

They had pre-planned paparazzi shots taken of them in the hotel pool and the trip would have been uneventful had Harry not chosen to take her virginity.

Their swim in the hotel pool had only fuelled their desire, leading them to hijack Niall’s room in a bid to escape Ben who had been watching them like a hawk. She half smiled at the memory for a few moments, but it promptly disappeared when she considered Harry’s words. She could hardly imagine him walking with her down the street, let alone taking her to LA. The reality of their situation hit her all of a sudden and she found herself looking at him intently.

“What is it?” He said trying to decipher her expression.

“Nothing.” Lara replied lowering her gaze. She didn’t know how to express what she was feeling, deciding that it was best to remain silent. Harry’s arms reached out to hug her naked body close to his own, wrapping his legs around her.

“You’re staying the night, right?” He asked, and she nodded. “Good, because I wasn’t planning on letting you go.”

She felt his embrace tighten, and she wondered whether they were just empty words or if he truly meant what he was saying.

Notes

It's been a while since I've updated... so I hope you liked this chapter.